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thecapitol2014-11-10 10:37 pm
pythianjudgment) wrote in thecapitol2014-11-10 10:37 pm
My eyes are open wide
Who| Terezi, open to visitors.
What| Making it across the finish line means no reset for her. Terezi spends a few days in medical care to recover from her injuries.
Where| Hospital/medical room, etc.
When| Post Mini Arena.
Warnings/Notes| Talk of injury, etc.
If there was any situation that Terezi could point to and say that dying would have been the better option... This is probably it. Being stabbed was bad enough. The grueling trek to the finish line was worse. Did she really need so many medical staff poking and prodding at everything that hurt on top of that? Not as far as she's concerned.
That might be a lie, but anyone would be hard-pressed to get her to admit it. After regaining consciousness, Terezi spends most of the first day fading in an out of sleep. When awake and in the days after, most of her time is spent trying to keep up with the events going on outside of her room--or alternately, trying not to think about how that arena had ended. Not if they wanted her to keep food down, anyway.
There are times throughout the day when visitors are allowed in. She's not certain who she expects to visit her, but she tries to be awake for those hours nonetheless. Sometimes she is, sometimes she isn't. Either way, what will be immediately noticeable to any who know her is that the brand on her cheek is gone.
There is also a stuffed dragon seated on her bedside table. The Thank You card that it came with can be found dropped on the floor somewhere. She has a good guess who it's from, and she didn't bother to pick it back up again.
What| Making it across the finish line means no reset for her. Terezi spends a few days in medical care to recover from her injuries.
Where| Hospital/medical room, etc.
When| Post Mini Arena.
Warnings/Notes| Talk of injury, etc.
If there was any situation that Terezi could point to and say that dying would have been the better option... This is probably it. Being stabbed was bad enough. The grueling trek to the finish line was worse. Did she really need so many medical staff poking and prodding at everything that hurt on top of that? Not as far as she's concerned.
That might be a lie, but anyone would be hard-pressed to get her to admit it. After regaining consciousness, Terezi spends most of the first day fading in an out of sleep. When awake and in the days after, most of her time is spent trying to keep up with the events going on outside of her room--or alternately, trying not to think about how that arena had ended. Not if they wanted her to keep food down, anyway.
There are times throughout the day when visitors are allowed in. She's not certain who she expects to visit her, but she tries to be awake for those hours nonetheless. Sometimes she is, sometimes she isn't. Either way, what will be immediately noticeable to any who know her is that the brand on her cheek is gone.
There is also a stuffed dragon seated on her bedside table. The Thank You card that it came with can be found dropped on the floor somewhere. She has a good guess who it's from, and she didn't bother to pick it back up again.
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He's never done this before, had quite this close a relationship with someone to where he actually began thinking of them as his responsibility in a fatherly way. Somehow, Terezi had wormed her way into his heart in a way that he hadn't considered and he finds it makes him react differently to her. Where if it were someone else trying to dismiss him he would back off, instead for Terezi he tries to make her laugh, to keep her spirits up. It's an odd feeling, very sentimental and warm, and it makes him want to continue so long as she'll allow it.
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Terezi assumed her haughtiest voice and continues as such: "Esteemed Counselor Albert Heinrich the First, Cybernetic Tribute Extraordinaire, and Professional Murder Councelor. For inquires into his services, please direct your calls to his secretary--" She drops the voice, making a vague gesture with your hand. "You can put whoever you want in there. Maybe Jet. Is he good at typing and telling everyone that you are busy and can't possibly take their calls right now?"
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"And what's on your card, hm? Tribute and model Capitol citizen?" It's his invitation to somehow signal to him that what he's heard of her working with the Peacekeepers is a ruse, or that she's been forced into it, or at least that she's been meaning to tell him. He can't give her a hard time about it, not now, but it does hurt that she wouldn't bring it up at all.