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013[open-video-journal /commentlog]Right after getting back-

Dec 29, 2011 06:08

[The bard is a little breathless when she comes onto the journal. She's had one of the frights of her life, appearing back where her and Tumnus had walked into the dark. She can't see very well still, her eyes not being used to the light or seeing at all. She's having to squint and shield them to make out shapes ( Read more... )

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thii2ii22tupiid December 29 2011, 20:29:04 UTC

*Sollux noticed Isa's post after eating and while flipping through the journal on the way to her room. He doesn't bother to reply, though, because he's going to see her, damnit, so extending the effort to reply instead of keeping it on moving isn't worth it.
He's in such a hurry that he barely even notices, oh, hey, that's her coming out of her room right now as he rushes towards it. Sollux doesn't really have a chance to try and stop, instead he just goes barreling into her.*

Oh shit, oh shit, IB, I'm so sorry! Are you alright?

*It'll take him a moment to pick himself up, he's still not entirely coordinated.
And the weird sack with his name on it that he'd been pulling after him with his psionics has crashed to the floor. Hopefully nothing in it was breakable or might possibly wake up.*

halfbrokenwings December 29 2011, 20:46:16 UTC

[The bard was equally as anxious to find out if Sollux was hale and whole. She was not anticipating the sudden collision and lands on her rump.]

Sollux! Oh - ohmy-! Are you- are- okay?- Wait- you're-!

[If he's still on the ground, where she is- she'll be pulling him up in a big sisterly hug, and if he's managed to get standing again the girl is going to be on her feet as fast as she could make it to do the same.

Three different languages pour forth in a jumbled mess. The relief is palpable and so is the guilt.]

Wetriedbutitdidn'tworkandthenwewerestuckthereandsomehowthestringbrokebutweweren'taloneandI'msorryI'msosorry-

thii2ii22tupiid December 29 2011, 20:49:52 UTC

*He's still on the ground, so Sollux gets pulled into that hug. Mark this on your calender, Isabella, because despite being your moirail this is probably the only time Sollux will hug/cling back. It takes him a few moments to relax enough to let go and process what she's saying.*

...I wanted you to stay safe. I'm sorry. I didn't want you to have to go through that too.

*Yep. Pretty guilty here too.*

halfbrokenwings December 29 2011, 21:03:29 UTC

[If she's thinking about it later, she just might.

It takes her a moment more to process what he is saying and then she pulls back , but not completely. Hands still on his shoulders she's shaking her head vehemently in denial.]

Notyourfault! Not yours. No. I mean I wanted to - everyone to be safe. We thought- we tried. But no. No, Sollux. It's not your fault. Okay?

[She would not allow him to take responsibility for herself or the tunnels. She'll deny him his apologies for that burden is not his to bear.]

We tied string- we- we went willingly, at first! Thought- thinking that we could be lead back- and then, it was cut. Broke, something.

[She hugs him again.]

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[video] angleofscience December 29 2011, 21:29:29 UTC

You went out looking for someone... Sollux, yes?

[Not that he wouldn't have done the same, if he'd known, or noticed something... Still. Jetfire frowns, but there won't be anything else in the way of disapproval.]

I hope you are reasonably well, nonetheless. What happened?

[video] halfbrokenwings December 29 2011, 21:48:48 UTC

[This answer comes a while later. After she has done all the cleaning up and feeding herself and meeting with friends and her adopted sibling. She also both sounds and looks calmer than her earlier post.]

I- did. I am better, now. It was not so well, then.

[Something new to add to her nightmares now.]

Tumnus and myself, we went looking for Sollux. The dark and the tunnels- we've been trapped this whole time.

[Alright, now she's starting to lose the calm.]

We'd thought to tie a string, to keep us tied to the light and be able to find our way back- and- it broke. Or was cut. Tumnus and I, we were lost in the dark as well, in those tunnels. We had brought some food, but it wasn't enough-

[video] angleofscience December 29 2011, 22:03:36 UTC

[He can't really stop the brief motion of a hand down his faceplates. Of course that would happen. Usually he would not be willing to put any credit to such foolish ideas that the worst thing possible to happen would, but here..? That didn't seem as impossible as otherwise.

Even, apparently, with perfectly reasonable precautions in place, as she and her companion had taken.]

You weren't actually holding what light you were using?

[What else could have made them lose the light, unless it got put out, or broke? But he can see that oncoming upset in the tensing of her shoulders, expression... But what can he do about it?]

Isabella...

[But he doesn't get further, because Jetfire has really no idea what to say. Comfort isn't easy, and he's not sure what would be the correct thing to offer, here.]

[video] halfbrokenwings December 31 2011, 08:58:19 UTC

[Her cheeks color seeing his hand rub his face. His questions only deepen the embarrassment.]

W-we didn't. We-. It was left. On the s-steps.

[She hears him say her name and she's looking directly at the journal, all worry and a touch of fear. She'd thought she had been so very very clever. When she got herself and Tumnus trapped, starving, in a place with no light.]

Imsorry. I'm sorry.

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