[ a lot happens as nodd holds myday down, all mercy learned over the last however many years vanished. this is that aggression para, his teacher, always told him needed to be accepted before it could be tamed. but how?
he squeezes his other hand around the traitor's throat. myday's howling--so what? you lost a foot? what did nodd lose that day?--quiets. nodd breathes in, breathes out.
rosamund and yuri have fallen over. it is up to an internal sense of self to help nodd choose the right path.
they are all, perhaps, fucked.
he's on the ground, gasping, in so much pain. this isn't like the hazing at school. nothing like mother's treatment. nothing like the fights he'd thrown himself into before, even those that had a deadly outcome. but he wants to run and if it's impossible, he should crawl.
back on his feet, myday bent over (ironic?).
nodd returns to his breathing again. ]
... No offense, ladies, but you're kind of taking me out of the moment.
[Maybe it's fate. They all needed to be on the floor.
Rosamund groans and scoots, gently extricating herself from under Yuri.]
We really killed the mood, didn't we?
[Oh, Nodd. Sweet, passionate Nodd, left to crawl on his belly by the man he pledged his life to. When she's able, Rosamund reaches a hand towards his, twining their fingers together.]
[ ... The memory is as it is, as it should be. Myday losing his foot never happened and the wine cellar returns to vision. Nod, Yuri, and Rosamund are back in the manor now with their clothes stained with blood from this door and the last and likely a bruise from tripping.
There's just silence in this old abandoned basement, but at least they have each other. Everyone can take this time to tag amongst themselves, lick wounds, and take a breather. ]
[ they are group hand-holding while standing now, which means they kind of resemble a sports team about to take the field. all hands in, or something.
nodd cracks a smile and that truly is the verb for it. he's struggling to find humor. chill. he accepted his memory by echolocating through off-putting vibes. the remnants hang around. tatters of bad choices. ]
[ his taste truly didn't evolve in the last ~40 years but yuri is so cute he ain't saying shit. there is the ship chart to consider. ]
You never know.
[ whatever!!! he likes these two, he will pull them in for a big shoulder scrunching hug. he hasn't forgotten yuri's suffering in her decimated office branch. and rosie's surely up next. ]
Rosamund returns it fiercely, if a bit cautiously. Better not scratch up her lovely friends, so her hips angle out and she's careful not to dip her head too close to either.]
I'm so glad to have you two here. No matter what happened before, we have each other now.
[They can face whatever comes next. Oh, speaking of which, she lifts out of the hug for a moment to address them properly.]
By the way, if we're all seeing things that went horribly wrong, I'm pretty sure I know what's coming up for me. And please, don't hesitate to step in and shake me out of it!
It may look terrible and everyone may have died, but it all worked out fine in the end. So it's all okay!
[ It was so terrible for her and Nodd. She can't imagine just how bad Rosamund's would be too. But it's because of that, Yuri wants to try hard to respect her wishes to shake her out of it in the future. ]
... If you say so. I'll do my best.
[ The hug is nice though, and to have this sort of three-way hug... was something that she never had before. It's warm. She closes her eye.
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he squeezes his other hand around the traitor's throat. myday's howling--so what? you lost a foot? what did nodd lose that day?--quiets. nodd breathes in, breathes out.
rosamund and yuri have fallen over. it is up to an internal sense of self to help nodd choose the right path.
they are all, perhaps, fucked.
he's on the ground, gasping, in so much pain. this isn't like the hazing at school. nothing like mother's treatment. nothing like the fights he'd thrown himself into before, even those that had a deadly outcome. but he wants to run and if it's impossible, he should crawl.
back on his feet, myday bent over (ironic?).
nodd returns to his breathing again. ]
... No offense, ladies, but you're kind of taking me out of the moment.
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Rosamund groans and scoots, gently extricating herself from under Yuri.]
We really killed the mood, didn't we?
[Oh, Nodd. Sweet, passionate Nodd, left to crawl on his belly by the man he pledged his life to. When she's able, Rosamund reaches a hand towards his, twining their fingers together.]
He doesn't deserve you. Not one bit.
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That's good, because... losing yourself to anger is bad. So taking you out of the moment is a good thing. Rosamund and I... did well.
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There's just silence in this old abandoned basement, but at least they have each other. Everyone can take this time to tag amongst themselves, lick wounds, and take a breather. ]
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nodd cracks a smile and that truly is the verb for it. he's struggling to find humor. chill. he accepted his memory by echolocating through off-putting vibes. the remnants hang around. tatters of bad choices. ]
Learn from this, kids. Men are never worth it.
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[ Yuri smiles too. ]
So I think that you'll find a good man too, Nodd. It doesn't have to be now or soon... but I think you'll find a good one.
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there is the ship chart to consider.]You never know.
[ whatever!!! he likes these two, he will pull them in for a big shoulder scrunching hug. he hasn't forgotten yuri's suffering in her decimated office branch. and rosie's surely up next. ]
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Rosamund returns it fiercely, if a bit cautiously. Better not scratch up her lovely friends, so her hips angle out and she's careful not to dip her head too close to either.]
I'm so glad to have you two here. No matter what happened before, we have each other now.
[They can face whatever comes next. Oh, speaking of which, she lifts out of the hug for a moment to address them properly.]
By the way, if we're all seeing things that went horribly wrong, I'm pretty sure I know what's coming up for me. And please, don't hesitate to step in and shake me out of it!
It may look terrible and everyone may have died, but it all worked out fine in the end. So it's all okay!
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... If you say so. I'll do my best.
[ The hug is nice though, and to have this sort of three-way hug... was something that she never had before. It's warm. She closes her eye.
It's nice. ]
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