[she is at the hospital! her legs are not great, so she is very much laid up in bed. but she has had her wounds tended to. there's a bruise blooming on her face and scrapes, but otherwise nothing obviously visible besides what's been banaged on her body.
her emotional state isn't great, though. tired and sad and distressed, a little confused, a little angry, but some self protective guardedness back in place.]
That's sweet of you. And, yes, actually. I could probably use a change of clothes.
[since her clothing is both currently absolutely blood soaked and also tight leather, so not great for bandages. but we can handwave eupha getting something for her if you'd like.]
and she comes back! with something that fits a little loose so it's not chafing her wounds, without being too far off the mark for her style. or you can dress her up hideous and say it's eupha's fault ig if you really want to ]
[there's a little hesitation - whether she should leave this to fidelio, whether she should obscure it altogether - but she quickly decides there's no point.]
The three of us were children together. [it felt real, like their real lives.] We were being stalked by this... malevolent entity that wanted to eat children, and no one would listen. And Basilio was taken by the thing, so we went to try and fight it.
But we failed. And then for the rest, we were ourselves again, but we had fallen under its spell in some way.
[ there is a distant, hollow feeling, to think of what might have happened to basilio. and for fidelio to have to face that... but she does not interrupt. she just swallows and nods. ]
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her emotional state isn't great, though. tired and sad and distressed, a little confused, a little angry, but some self protective guardedness back in place.]
That's sweet of you. And, yes, actually. I could probably use a change of clothes.
[since her clothing is both currently absolutely blood soaked and also tight leather, so not great for bandages. but we can handwave eupha getting something for her if you'd like.]
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[ she'll go!
and she comes back! with something that fits a little loose so it's not chafing her wounds, without being too far off the mark for her style. or you can dress her up hideous and say it's eupha's fault ig if you really want to ]
Here. Do you need a hand with changing?
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[she'll accept the help. i feel like it's just something pretty simple i won't look up a fit check right now.]
Is Del alright? Have you been with him?
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[ a nod. more feelings of worry start to swell up, but they are smothered. ]
His wounds have been treated, and he's calmed down a bit. He is going to be all right.
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May I ask what happened, back there?
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The three of us were children together. [it felt real, like their real lives.] We were being stalked by this... malevolent entity that wanted to eat children, and no one would listen. And Basilio was taken by the thing, so we went to try and fight it.
But we failed. And then for the rest, we were ourselves again, but we had fallen under its spell in some way.
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Its spell...?
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[that's the most explicitly she wants to spell it out, though.]
But I don't think that part happened to Fidelio - he managed to resist, bring some to safety.
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That is some relief, to know that he managed such a thing.