intervention (closed)

[bloodbathing]

WHO: carolina, drake holloway, ephemera, and maine. later, wash.
WHERE: ye ol' abandoned warehouse
WHEN: 26 may 2512
WHAT: an intervention
NOTES OR WARNINGS: violence, emotional trauma, emeto (labeled)

1. The Gathering
   
2. The Reveal
   
3. The New Target
   
4. The Aftermath
   
5. The Healing Hands

Comments

[hardwearing]

It makes me worry for him, especially now that Alpha's gone.

[leaderboards]

[ carolina gives a little hum at that, agreeing. ]

But we'll talk to him about it again. You... might get through to him better, after today.

[hardwearing]

I got a hug.

[ He sounds ridiculously pleased with that -- Maine was practically skittering away from him before. ]

[leaderboards]

Well, you did earn it.

[ she's teasing because she knows what it meant to wash, knows what a relief it was when maine hugged her back at the warehouse. ]

[hardwearing]

I guess I kind of did.

[ He would have healed what he could for Maine anyway, of course, but the hug made it all the more worth it. ]

I saw you encouraging it, thank you.

[leaderboards]

It wasn't fair that I got a hug from Maine earlier if you weren't going to get one for actually helping him. I think it was good for both of you.

[hardwearing]

[ Wash bumps their foreheads together gently. ]


You helped him too. If nothing else he knows we're not going to give up on him just because he has a problem.

[leaderboards]

[ the bump gets a little smile out of carolina before she tips her face up to nudge her nose affectionately against his. ]

Maybe. But you helped without tricking him and picking a fight, which I think is a better display of friendship.

[hardwearing]

[ Wash makes a sound that's almost like a grumble, but he's obviously too contented right now. Maine's staying the night, has all but agreed to continue seeing them again, Carolina's in one piece, and he has a cool new power.

Things could be worse.

He lifts his head off the pillow just enough to tilt it to kiss her softly. ]

[leaderboards]

[ carolina's more than happy to return the kiss, letting it linger but staying close when they do part. this has become a staple of their life here, the soft moments between them that are filled with love, that actually let her relax, and she wouldn't have it any other way.

there's still a little tension tonight, though, which means she has to ask— ]

And we're okay, right?

[hardwearing]

[ Wash blinks at her, looking almost confused for a moment. Not at what she's talking about, but why she's bringing it up again. Then his expression softens. ]

I get you were worried I'd want to be there and you didn't want me hurt, or it to look like we'd be ganging up... so we're okay. If you promise you'll at least talk to me about stuff like this from now on. I deserved to know what was going on, I've been worried about him too.

[leaderboards]

You did deserve to know and I'm sorry.

[ she pauses to press a brief, grateful kiss against his lips. but she can tell he wasn't expecting her to bring it up again and no matter how much carolina usually dislikes explaining herself, she feels like needs to, here. ]

I just— I don't want you going anywhere. I needed to be sure.

[hardwearing]

It's okay. I'm not going anywhere.

[ He reaches up to brush her hair off her forehead -- it's long enough now it can almost get into her eyes. ]

I love you.

[leaderboards]

[ that gets the last of the tension out of her shoulders, and a soft smile for wash. ]

I love you, too.

[hardwearing]

[ There we go, Wash thinks, trailing his fingertips down her cheek. ]

I'd ask if you wanna make out, but we have company....

[leaderboards]

[ carolina lets out a soft huff of amusement, moving her arm enough to slip her hand under wash's shirt to rest on his side. ]

Is that supposed to deter us, somehow?

[hardwearing]

[ Wash smirks, even as he shivers a little at the skim of her fingers along his ribs. ]

I guess if he moves in we'll have to learn to be quiet.

[leaderboards]

We will. Think you're up to the challenge?

[ not now, necessarily, when she's still sore and worried about maine and wanting nothing more than to try to fall asleep next to wash sometime relatively soon, but some time. ]

[hardwearing]

Definitely. But not tonight, you need to rest.

[ He is going to kiss her again, but it's meant to be reassuring, not heated. ]

Should I be pillow or little spoon?

[ He knows his place. ]

[leaderboards]

[ carolina steals one more kiss, distinctly meant to be a good night one before she pulls back a little, gives wash space to move without jostling her. ]

Roll over.

[ which is to say he gets to be the little spoon tonight. ]

[hardwearing]

[ It's not the manliest cuddling position, but Wash likes it. He feels safe with Carolina at his back, so if that's how she'd be most comfortable he'll accept the goodnight kiss and roll over, waiting for her to snuggle against his back.

When her arm drapes over him he takes her hand and knits their fingers, closing his eyes. ]