Ellie (
notathreat) wrote in
faderift2022-09-08 08:48 pm
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CLOSED | She said, "Where'd you wanna go? How much you wanna risk?"
WHO: Ellie & Jude, Various
WHAT: Various closed prompts in one convenient place!
WHEN: (Spanning) Fantasy September
WHERE: Gallows, Kirkwall, Arlathan Forest
NOTES: Gonna have some fallout/followup threads from this log re: Abby's canon update! Mind the warnings. Graphic injuries. Spicy/sexual content. Hookah use. More TBD.
WHAT: Various closed prompts in one convenient place!
WHEN: (Spanning) Fantasy September
WHERE: Gallows, Kirkwall, Arlathan Forest
NOTES: Gonna have some fallout/followup threads from this log re: Abby's canon update! Mind the warnings. Graphic injuries. Spicy/sexual content. Hookah use. More TBD.

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Ellie opens the door and pokes her head in, only to pull a face at Benedict.
"Fffuck, man, I can leave," she offers.
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"Never used one of these before," she admits, waggling the hose. "Just like smoking?"
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"You breathe it deep into your lungs," he sighs, resting his head back down.
cw: drugs/smoking
Ellie puts the hose to her lips like she's seen Bene do; it's not her first rodeo with smoking something, so she doesn't end up coughing. The taste is a huge surprise, though. She's used to weed, and the flavor's different. So's the kick.
After the first testing puff, she takes a longer draw, lets the smoke curl up out of her mouth and nose.
"It's good," she says, handing it back. "What's this thing called?"
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"I brought the pipe from Minrathous. It's the only thing I have left from there." He's casual about declaring this, too relaxed to make it any sort of big emotional deal. If anything, the subtext of the statement is 'so be careful with it'.
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"We used bongs back home. It's kinda like this, but a lot smaller and shittier."
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"Bong," he repeats, enjoying the sound of the word.
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It is stupid. It's a good kind of stupid.
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"You looked peaky when you came in here," he observes, blandly.
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It hurts her shoulder a little, but fuck it.
"It's fine," she lies, searching for the hose to take another puff. "Just hasn't been a great week, is all."
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"Girl trouble?" He might be poking fun, but it's hard to tell.
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She takes another puff, hogging the hose for a thoughtful second.
"Yes," she says, like that's a whole sentence. It is, but still. She gives Bene a slow glance, passes him the hose.
"... I owe somebody an apology, and they don't want to talk to me. So- kinda stuck with a thumb up my ass until they change their mind."
Feels bad, man.
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He takes the hose back and pulls on it as he listens, eyebrows raised with interest. "How long ago did you piss them off?" he asks after a moment, smoke spilling from his mouth.
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Pissing off doesn't quite cover it, but she hunches her shoulder until it aches, pinches her mouth shut. It's not a super great conversation, but she feels compelled to have it.
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Respectively. She puts the hose to her lips, doesn't quite look at him. She hasn't been here three years yet, so that narrows down the list considerably.
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"Her?"
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Nothing really to be done about it, and it's her own damn fault. Gotta get through it somehow.
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It would come off like a wry joke, if it weren't said with a kind of... sharpness, almost. It comes off like an anger but it's more of an edge of something painful, and she lets it go quickly.
"... she's not a bad person," she adds, somewhat more quietly.
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"I wish she were easier to hate."
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