( closed ) with my fists in the air, if my body's alive

[periastron]

WHO: Sarah Manning & Alexandra Karahalios
WHAT: disasters
WHEN: once Sarah's back from her mission
WHERE: Kirkwall
NOTES:

Sarah,

( she starts, before immediately falling into a long pause, chewing her lip and just looking at Sarah. Alex has a bag in her hand, and rubs her jaw with the knuckles of her other hand. )

What— what the— what the flipping Christ did you do?

( Her cheeks inflate, and slowly she exhales, before taking a step closer. )

Fucksticks. Are you feeling okay?

Comments

[coppelganger]

[ She blows some hair out of her face. Jesus. Honestly, after getting assurance that Cosima's illness is under control, she hadn't let herself think too much about someone getting really hurt or really sick. ]

Fucked is a good word, yeah.

[periastron]

( Alex offers a weak smile, and shrug. )

We'll figure it out.

( Her gaze flickers to Sarah's ankle. ) I was gonna ask if you'd like a drink, but I reckon that might be a bit right with that one, huh?

[coppelganger]

Yeah, probably. I should get back home.

[periastron]

C’mon. I’ll help you up the stairs, if you promise not to get wriggly again.

( Standing up, she offers a hand to Sarah. )

We can do a slow shuffle.

[coppelganger]

I can walk.

[ She gathers up her crutches and prepares to hobble back to the tower and then up the stairs to her room. It's a daunting prospect, honestly, especially after she just fucked her ankle up all over again. ]

[periastron]

I know, but how am I gonna feel good about myself, if I'm not being all strong and macho and obnoxious? Clearly I'm the real victim, here.

( She smiles, and gently squeezes Sarah's hand. )

I know I just said we can head back, but there's no rush. We can just chill out here for a bit first, if your ankle's still feeling rough after that knock. Just take a breather?

[coppelganger]

[ Sarah looks down at their hands, bemused, and then back up. ]

Sure, if you want to.

[periastron]

Well,

( she starts, dramatically (of course) as her hand releases Sarah's, )

I can imagine worse fates. I guess.