i fight for every life

[scholiast]

who: lucretia + you
what: catch all!
when: end of year & january
where: all sorts
warnings: n/a, will add if any apply

prompts to be added! feel free to ask me for a starter if you'd like to thread something! blisters

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[scholiast]

Why wouldn't I?

(She lets go of Beverly's hands to cup her face, wipe the tears away with her thumbs.) I was going to talk to you about it but it's... hard, to find the right time to bring something like that up.

(Also she was very nervous!!)

[dancingmd]

(She leans her cheek into Lucretia's hand.) I didn't want to put any pressure on you. I'm the one who said to go slow, after all, and yet...

(Yet look at her. How could she have not fallen for this brilliant, beautiful, strong woman? In retrospect, she realizes that she was doomed from the moment they met.)

[scholiast]

(There's a lot of woulda, coulda, shoulda going on here. Too much so for Lucretia's liking. She's too over the moon right now to bother indulging the little voice in the back of her mind that loves to overthink.)

It worked out just fine, (she soothes, and presses a sweet, soft kiss to Beverly's mouth.) I'm happy.

[dancingmd]

Me too. (She laughs and sniffs, her tears quickly drying up.) Other than the almost getting eaten part that is.

[scholiast]

True. We should pick a different activity next time.

(She drops her hands from Beverly's face and frowns, resisting the urge to stick a finger in her ear. The ringing isn't as loud as it was half an hour ago, but it's still uncomfortable.)

You can't do anything with tinnitus, can you?

[dancingmd]

(She shakes her head. Not here anyway. At home it'd be no problem, but as advanced as Riverview is, there are still many technologies and medicines they haven't developed yet.)

It should be a temporary thing. Until it stops on its own, you'll just have do your best to ignore the ringing.

[scholiast]

Oh.

(Darn. She thought Beverly could have, like, waved the tricorder over her and fixed everything even though she knows that isn't how it works. Where's somebody with cure wounds up their sleeve when you need them?)

Alright. Well, I guess I'll take a, uh, short rest when I get home. (d&d humour)

[dancingmd]

You know, a nap sounds really good right now.

(Well. A snuggle, then a nap!)

[scholiast]

Yeah, it really does.

(She reaches for Beverly's hand. Snuggling is absolutely on the agenda!) Want to come back to mine?

[dancingmd]

Yes!

(She doesn't care to hide her eagerness or her happiness, now that the dust has settled. As she takes Lucretia's hand, she leans over to kiss the top of her ear.)

[scholiast]

Wanna think about it?

(She's teasing of course, just as delighted as Beverly at the thought of going home, getting comfortable on the couch together. The little kiss on her ear makes her hunch her shoulder with a little chuckle.)

C'mon. We'll have to do it the old fashioned way; I used all my sixth level spell slots nearly blowing myself up back there.

[dancingmd]

Oh, that's no trouble... it'll be a nice walk back!