Intro

[threeofswords]

Who: Intro and anyone!
When: Day 96, Evening
Where: Shrine Room
What: Cold, wet, scared.

[There's a newcomer in a tattered wet dress with drenched blonde locks. She looks like a drowned fish (which is accurate considering how she got here) and is huddled in a corner, trying to hide herself behind whatever shrine she can.]

[Why don't you come reassure her that you're not crazy?]

Comments

[freelancetogoodhome]

... Are you alright?

[threeofswords]

[scrunching smaller into herself, away from you]

[freelancetogoodhome]

[voice calm and quiet]

You're safe now.

[threeofswords]

[there's a soft whimper, like a laugh]

Safe...?

[freelancetogoodhome]

For the most part.

[moonineclipse]

Miss?

[threeofswords]

[shrinking away from you, tucking her head into her legs]

[moonineclipse]

[crouching down]

It's okay. You're safe here.

[threeofswords]

[gives a whimpering laugh]

Safe? But I wanted to be dead.

[fates_end]

[Little girls aren't scary, are they? Well, this one's just kind of staring blankly, not saying anything.

...Okay, that's probably kind of creepy, to be honest.]

[threeofswords]

[it's cool, we can be blank and creepy together.]

[she's not so quiet though and there may be whimpering once in a while]

[fates_end]

[Well then, let's just continue just staring for a while.

...We should probably do something about that being cold and wet thing, right? ...Not that she seems to be moving to help yet, though.]

[threeofswords]

[You sure you can't just leave me to die? I won't mind.]

[reversedemperor]

[ Wet blondes huddled in small corners all kind of look the same you know. ]

... Hello?

[threeofswords]

[Yea, convenient, right?]

[This wet bundle shivers in a tighter bundle.]

[reversedemperor]

[ In an offhanded tone. ]

... You'll catch a cold like that.

[threeofswords]

Doesn't matter.

[I can freeze if I want to.]

[hydralize]

Shit—are you okay? You need any help?

[threeofswords]

[pulls away, huddling behind]

Who are you?

[hydralize]

[crouches down to watch her from a hopefully less imposing level]

I'm Nova. Who're you?

[threeofswords]

...Ravel.

[shivering]

Am I dead?

[everfixedmark]

Oh -- oh, hey, it's okay... [offering a hand to] It's okay. You look so cold, do you want my sweater?

[threeofswords]

[just curls up tighter]

[everfixedmark]

[takes a seat nearby] I know. It's awful. I'm sorry.

[taking his cardigan off]

[threeofswords]

Why am I here? I just want to die.