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[pxtitxrosx]

⋙ WHEN? march 24th, morning ⋙WHERE? Quarantine Suite 1 ⋙WHO? @romanxdrake

Breakfast rations were done for the morning, but Roman hadn't come down. Considering the shape he'd been when he'd come in, it was no wonder he was probably still up in his bed. Balancing a tray in her hands as she made her up to the nineth floor, and then on her knee with one hand as she opened the door, Charlie slowly made her way into the space, seeing him for the first time since he'd been brought in with the others. Thankfully alive. She'd already hounded Ruth about his condition, and thus made sure she stepped into his line of sight before bringing the tray over with a concerned little look but a small smile.

How was she supposed to tell him now? Maybe she'd wait until she knew for sure, until Ruth could confirm it? Between the uncertainty she'd been living in, and the shape he'd come in in, all her anger had been washed away, replaced instead with hurt and confusion. Two emotions much more easily pushed to the side for her concern for him. He looked so... small, somehow, like he'd retreated some into himself. But that came with pain. She'd seen it before after her brothers would get in particularly nasty fights.

[aggieturner]

⋙ WHEN? march 21st, evening ⋙WHERE? Quarantine Suite 2 ⋙WHO? @jeremiah-rose

Like a vice She'd held onto His wrist from the moment they'd gotten close enough for Her to latch on, switching Her grip from The Hero Lady to himself, but he hadn't seemed to mind. After the chaos of everything up to that point, the quiet of the quarantine suite was strange once The Small Lady had left them with an armful of blankets handed to him. Just Her and The Hero. With a door closed and locked. Four walls. Nothing to come from anywhere and jump out at them.

Finally releasing what was most likely a bruising grip from him, Her hands drew up close to Her chest, rubbing absently at the bandages around Her wrists where Ruth had cleaned up the friction burns from the broken handcuffs they'd removed. Creeping forward from the bedroom door toward to the closet, She leaned over to peer into the darkness, heart hammering as She waited for something or someone to come bursting out of the unknown space, and flinching away from it.

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[mrwexleysr]

"I can't imagine what it was like out there with a small child." In fact, Tobias was incredibly impressed with this man, and the shape Maisie had arrived in despite being ill. "You've done an amazing job, illness is out of your control."

Nodding head as he listened, his father's heart ached for Lindsay, a hand lifting to being to pat at his shoulder, but thinking better of the unpermissioned touch, lowers his hand and gives a knowing nod instead. "You're feeling what we all felt at the beginning, though it seems you're coming into it all a little later. To be honest... at least she can communicate some of what she needs, infants just cry and you have to guess." Doing his best to lighten the mood, he gave a gentle wave away of the thanks.

"It's the least we could do, really. No one here is callous enough to take medicine from a sick child." Though some rumoured that Sada Vang might be, he chose to believe even she would choose to help a child.

"Well... I can't say all of this is the best welcome to our country, so the least I can do is offer a warm welcome to the building. If you need anything at all, I truly urge you not to hesitate to ask." Seeming to remember why he was fully there, Tobias gave a little start and a soft 'oh!' before reaching into the pocket and withdrawing a house key which he held out to the gentleman. "Suite 501, just waiting for you and Maisie to move in and call it home when she's well enough to move. I'm sure you've already met Charlie, but she works inventory and will definitely be able to help you find whatever you need. I as far as I'm aware there's even many toys and things that were collected from the vacated suites, Maisie would have her pick."

❝ mmh, ❞ lindsay hums his agreement to a suggestion well-received with a short nod as he continues to hold the door to the apartment open long enough for the older man to exit, following close behind him and taking care to shut the door quietly behind him as he steps into the hall. the longer he can allow maisie uninterrupted rest, the better. once the door is closed, lindsay turns to better face the man, giving him a swift and subtle once-over before his gaze settles on a friendly ( lindsay assumes in an attempt to appear disarming ) visage. ❝ i thank yae for that ― she needs the sleep. ❞

a quiet sigh escapes him at the question and his shoulders lift in a half-shrug. ❝ i cannae say, ❞ lindsay admits. ❝ the antibiotics seem to be helping― ❞ another fact for which he finds himself inexplicably indebted, ❝ ―but i'll be honest wi' ye, sir, i'm ... this is uncharted territory for me. ❞ he's new to guardianship, to parenthood ; only just truly beginning to learn to accommodate her grief. when it comes to her physical health, beyond the realm of immediate injury and first aid, the ex-scotsguard feels out of his depth. ( he's not drowning. he's not drowning. ) he nods at the introduction, files the information away. ❝ yer generosity is more than we ever could've anticipated, tobias. ❞

the question is simple enough, and given all that the older man has provided them, lindsay feels inclined to offer an honest answer. ❝ we are, aye ― i've been here just over a year now, come stateside last february. ❞ he doesn't mention what prompted the transplant of his entire life overseas. honesty does not need equate to total transparency. ❝ but maisie, bless her wee heart, born and raised right here. i'd argue the wean knows the city better'n i do, she does. ❞

[elwingflight]

Reading Morgoth’s Ring for the first time (currently at QS1 ch. 3) and thinking about how the choice of the Valar to encourage the Elves to come to Valinor is, in most of Tolkien’s writing, framed as if not objectively wrong and certainly well-intentioned, a dubiously good choice in hindsight.

And yet the choice of some kindreds of Elves to stay behind is, by implication if not explicitly in the text, a wrong one. Tolkien certainly never refers to the Avari as being wise and foresighted in their choice. This might be objectively true - at a minimum their mortality rate over the millennia must certainly have been very high - but. Idk. Its an interesting contrast. To me it at the very least places a portion of blame for subsequent events on the Valar (hardly a hot take, I know) who are the ones who should have known better. But was the idea that some elves knew better so unimaginable - or perhaps simply uninteresting - to Tolkien?

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[pxtitxrosx]

Forever would she be thankful he was alright, that he was alive, but the weight of what it would mean for him to lose his hearing altogether wasn't lost on her. And her heart broke for him all over again.

Swallowing hard at the twist in her chest at his calling her 'Baby', Charlie ignored it for now, instead letting her hand be held, and letting herself enjoy the anchor to him after so long without it.

Smiling more to herself than to him, she knew he knew her better than most, read her cues like almost no one she'd ever known before except maybe Mal and JP, she should have known he'd see her wilting.

"I got a few hours last night at the diner." Not enough, not by far, but every time she started to fall asleep that sound of the slab coming down in the department store played in her ears, jerking her awake. Sometimes it was Skyler underneath it, of course. Sometimes it was one of her brothers, sometimes it was Ashton, or Mal, or Rosie. Most of the time it had been Roman, and herself holding a baby.

"I don't know if I can sleep until I know... for sure. But after that, I'll nap for a month." And maybe she'd crawl in with Roman and they could get a few hours together. Even if she couldn't forgive yet, even if she couldn't trust again, she needed him close so her mind and her body could believe he was there, and she could maybe, finally, sleep. No more questions or fear to keep her awake.

Roman saw the expression in her eyes and met her with the kiss she was asking for. It was sweet and tender and as always over far too soon despite his aching chest and short breath.

He rested his forehead against hers with closed eyes as he contemplated an answer to her question. "Most of it will heal with time." But Ruth was worried about his head and she'd gone over a long list of possible symptoms to look forward to. Roman was also to be especially careful to avoid reinjuring his head with another concussion. He didn't remember most of what Ruth said but dying brain cells was enough to convince him to listen for once. He wasn't leaving the Wexley for the next few months.

Roman opened his eyes and pulled back so he could see her face again. "Hearings not so good. She's not sure when it'll come back." That was a lie.

Ruth wasn't sure if it would come back.

But Charlie wasn't the only one who needed assurances. Roman took one of her hands and held it softly in his. "Baby when was the last time you slept?" Or ate? Or took a moment to breathe?

[hirobluez]

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[thebluebloodstudios]

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[kinhagamer]

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[manacatherine]

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[twlvmn]

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