What I want to hear on nights I can't sleep is your voice

[philoxenia]

[ ... Well, that was an absolute shitshow, wasn't it? Instead of dwelling on how she feels about everything that just happened, Mira's channeling that energy into something else--and she has a little bit of help doing it. Zerinda and Ema are here in the bar to make drinks, and Mira's brought in a ton of food that's definitely not healthy for anyone, but screw it, who cares about health right now?

Della's here to pass out invitations, too--they let everyone know there's a gathering in the bar, if they'd rather not be alone.

If you choose not to come, well... Mira's got that taken care of, too. She'll place a little container of cookies and hot cocoa outside your door. Maybe it'll help someone feel a little less alone--at least, that's what she's hoping. ]

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[nothingcanstop]

[ Thinking of Alice... It's like a punch to the gut. An ache in her heart that hasn't lessened with the passing week. It's a clear moment of pain. But, despite that, she pushes through. ]

Therion... [ Her hand curls into a fist, but. She lets it go. And takes a step closer to him. ] Even so. Not everyone will do that to you. It... There'll always be people who...hurt, and take advantage. Whether they mean to or not.

[ Lunaris' mocking smile, in her mind's eye. But... ]

But if you never put yourself out there, you may never meet friends...allies, who can help you. Who can maybe even save your life. I know it's scary...but being alone isn't the only option.

[bolderfell]

[Della takes one step forward. Therion skitters three steps back from her, shifting sideways, presenting a narrower target and fewer vulnerabilities.]

No.

[No trial, no motive, has exposed the small, cornered beast of him like this. He takes another step back.]

I'm not your movie thief, Della. [Breathe.] In real life, carpets aren't magic. Nothing will break your fall.

[With that, he darts past her and makes his escape.

Evasion is, after all, his highest stat.]

[nothingcanstop]

Therion, wait...!

[ But, it's his specialty skill. He's already gone. Before she can even formulate what to say. It's true--but, it isn't, necessary, is it? The world is full of magic, full of wonder...and people that will reach out. Maybe it won't go well every time. But it still can. Does Therion know that? Has he...ever experienced something like that? Or, has betrayal...?

For a moment, Della is disheartened. But it only lasts a moment. She is only more determined. ]