TEAM GRENADINE: HOME BASE - DEC 25TH 20XX, 11:31 AM UCT

[mysquadnow]

[ Welcome home, Grenadine! It was a long, hard fight but now you have time to rest. Eagle was tol busy arguing with Vodka to actually debrief you most of the morning, so you've been free to wander the base grounds. Most of it is destroyed though -- half collapsed or burned towers, a once large landscape garden which has been entirely burnt out, the recreation building full of unusable electronics and gym equipment and singed books and other such things. You've been told only to go as far out to the chapel, right outside the gates in order to keep a low profile, so you might as well have fun. ]

Comments

[notbitteratall]

[ the literal instant she can mostly convince herself that everyone is okay enough not to need her she is quietly peeling away to go find someplace outdoors where she can just collapse in an untidy heap and and stare into space for a while. this is fine! she's fine! she just needs a few minutes, and then she'll rejoin everyone. it's only for a little while. ]

[sovority]

[Eimir's making the rounds, checking on everyone individually before he lets himself try to wind down at all, so of course it isn't long before he's coming to disturb her peace, idly holding in his guts with his meat snake wrapped tight around his waist. Problem solving.]

Amaretto.

[notbitteratall]

[ IF IT WORKS IT WORKS

she blinks once in his direction, and promptly starts tidying her limbs into something more resembling a proper loaf. hello! I'm fine! ]

—Major Eimir. ...Shouldn't you be resting?

[sovority]

I'm going to soon, don't worry.

[gingerly lowering himself to sit with her.]

[notbitteratall]

[ thumps her tail once against the ground in a stubby little wag and offers him her hands to help him down ]

I don't know... I'm starting to think I'm not very good at that.

[sovority]

[he huffs a soft laugh, and then grimaces a little. non-ideal with his abdominal situation.]

Guess that makes two of us, then.

[notbitteratall]

...If we all worry over each other, at least we might have our bases covered?

[sovority]

That should come as we readjust to one another, too. But those are sort of the same thing.

[notbitteratall]

[ "readjust"... ]

Maybe... are they?

[sovority]

[that's such a bullshit face, wow.]

Mm, if we all cared for one another in the past. I guess we'll find out one way or another, though.

[notbitteratall]

[ please be kind? return of the wing fidgets, though. ]

...mm.

The Captain-General didn't recognize me, though. I guess I'm worried about that, too.

[sovority]

Ah, so you're concerned about that. I guess the way I've been putting things would worry you on that front, huh? Sorry.

I wouldn't worry too much about that, you know? You're clearly one of us, whether or not you were in the past.

[notbitteratall]

[ shaking her head at the apology, sheepish. sir it's not your fault I'm bees ]

No, it's fine. ...I've been trying to think about it that way.