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[hot_mess_express]

Who: Heroes
When: Day 36 night
Where: Back outside the train

[Well. You’re all in some kind of. State. A rather chagrined voice mutters on the wind;]

That isn’t quite how I envisioned it going…

[At any rate! There are new stars in the sky in ginger goldenrod, thyme apple and senna terracotta.

Well how are you all doing?]

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Re: [bond]

[survivaltricks]

[. . . cute. . . ?]

[stares at the extended pinky finger for a moment, before huffing a laugh and hooking his one with hers. BECAUSE WHY NOT]

You're pretty tough. The name Faito seems really apt.

[to make a pact like that with HIM while she is BLEEDING from a wound sustained by someone from HIS team, anyway]

[bluediligence]

[ yes, good, promises and FRIENDSHIP, this is much nicer to think about than — anything that's happened over the past few hours. ]

[ Her scowl fades into a smile. ]

Mm! That's me. Faito's gonna faito. [ Pinky clasp! ] 'm looking forward to working with you, Twilight.

[survivaltricks]

[FAITO'S GONNA FAITO. . . despite the tension that still sits on his shoulders, his exhaustion from the trial, and like. . . all of the bad shit that just happened? Twilight can't help but huff a laugh, even if it's a bit strained]

You make us sound like brand new business partners. This is you, by the way.

[gestures to Ginger's train car]

Care to open her up?

[bluediligence]

Do business partners usually pinky swear to seal the deal? [ If they don't, they should. ]

[ Clumsily fishes out her Chain, almost dropping it before she finally manages to get the door open. WELCOME TO GINGER it's very cozy. ]

Home sweet home ...

[survivaltricks]

No idea. Don't remember.

[as soon as she unlocks the door, Twilight makes sure he's the one who pushes it open. and when he steps inside. . .]

. . . huh.

It's way less— bright. Than Clover.

[brb guiding her to the nearest couch or smth]

[bluediligence]

Huh? [ Lifts her head, gazing foggily around the carriage. ] Yours is different-?

[ But she sinks gratefully onto the couch once they reach it, and kinda, slumps sideways like a ragdoll rather than even trying to stay vaguely upright. ]

[survivaltricks]

Mmm.

[once she's on the couch, Twilight crouches next to her, reaching for her injured arm]

Aesthetically, anyway. You need more rainbows to be on Clover's level.

[bluediligence]

I like Ginger's.

[ She doesn't fuss or try to hide her arm or anything, though she winces when he touches it. ]

Owwie. It's, it's cute, and soft. And we've got a hot spring.

[survivaltricks]

[shoots her an apologetic look, once again swallowing down the urge to bite himself as the tang of copper reaches his nose. be good, Twilight]

A hot spring? In the train car?

[a beat]

Doooo you happen to have bandages, too?

[or does he need to make a quick clinic run]

[bluediligence]

A hot spring! In a train car!

[ It's amazing. As for bandages ... ]

Uhm. Uhmmm ... I - don't know?

[survivaltricks]

[huffs a laugh]

Okay. Keep pressure on it. I'll be right back. Can you let me in when I knock?

[bluediligence]

[ SALUTES ]

[ clumsily ]

[ ... she pretty much just hit herself in the forehead with her metal hand ]

Ow ... [ She's laughing, though. ]

[survivaltricks]

[. . . OH NO. . . FAITO. . .]

[he huffs an amused noise, but he's trying not to laugh, because THIS IS A SERIOUS SITUATION???]

Tryyyy not to move too much until I get back.

[BRB TIME TO FETCH BANDAGES]

[bluediligence]

[ IS IT THO ]

[ IS IT REALLY ]

[survivaltricks]

[he's a lich and she has two new clockwork limbs YES IT IS??]

[and he's returning a few minutes later with bandages in tow, knocking on the door for her to let him in]

[. . .]

[which she'll have to move to do]

[. . .]

[he didn't think this through]

[bluediligence]

Just a minute!

[ ... thunk ]

[ thump ]

[ fwump, fwump ]

[ MISSION IMPOSSIBLE THEME PLAYS IN THE DISTANCE ... ]

[survivaltricks]

[. . . . . this was a bad idea]

Faito!

Are you okay?!

[bluediligence]

I'm fine-!

[ thUNK ]

[ ... and finally, the door opens, revealing Faito in a heap on the floor ]

[survivaltricks]

[gods damn it]

[skipping into the train car, immediately crouching next to her with the bandages laid out next to his side]

You have a weird definition of "fine," you know.

[bluediligence]

[ sssssslowly ]

[ lifts her human hand ]







[ gives a thumbs up ]

[survivaltricks]

[JUST. . . HUFFS A LAUGH. . .]

[and begins to clean the wound on her arm, biting on his tongue as another waft of copper reaches his nose]

[nope nope nope]

I like your spunk. Tell me if this hurts, though.