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Sieglinde Sullivan ([personal profile] grunehexe) wrote2015-12-04 02:08 pm

⚝ IC INBOX

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[personal profile] nichocolatine 2016-05-02 02:34 pm (UTC)(link)
[ he doesn't bite his tongue, but he does grit his teeth. to his credit, he doesn't yell this time, even though he's been doing that pretty much nonstop since he'd woken up, and instead lets out the pain through a deep, groaning exhalation of breath. his chest jumps from the pain, but he doesn't move save for the clenching of his fists. it stings, sure; but he knows it's barely a fraction of what he'd felt when he received those wounds in the first place.

he struggles to keep his wits about him, brow furrowing as he conjures up the image of the creature in his mind. ]


He was... tall. Blue skin, maybe grey. White hair. Tattoos all over. Big, pointy ears and a stupid huge sword like he's compensating for something.
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[personal profile] nichocolatine 2016-05-03 03:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[ he notes the way she stalls. it's minute, almost imperceptible, but since he started talking, he'd taken care to focus on something to keep his mind steady, and she just so happened to be in the line of fire. it's faint, but it's there — the recognition in her eyes. ]

Friend of yours?

[ his voice is wry, but not nearly as wry as his grin. though it could be considered more of a grimace, the way a corner of his lips pull into something rather strained, forced. he thinks he'd be surprised, but also probably not.

he's not sure there's much of anything anymore that could surprise him. ]


I gotta bone t'pick with it, yeah. Hasn't really been anything but trouble since I got here. But if it's gonna keep me from dying, just don't tell me nothing about it.
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[personal profile] nichocolatine 2016-05-05 02:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[ he tries not to be too weirded out by it, but it's hard. he's on the ground and bleeding out and there's this little girl hovering over him with a weird skeleton dog hovering over her nearby and now she's mumbling stuff to herself that sure has hell don't sound normal—

but then his wounds start closing and he has to wonder: okay, so it's weird as fuck, but that doesn't mean it ain't okay.

it's saving his life, after all, at least this time it is, and like all things he tries to stomach it with a few deep breathes and a wordless prayer to whoever-the-fuck-may-be-listening.

when it's over, and the lack of pain hits him like a splash of cold water, he blinks rapidly and glances down at himself, lips parting on a mute noise of wonder.

and then he laughs, low at first, and breathy. a puff here and a puff there before suddenly he's falling back again, body convulsing with each new bowl of laughter. ]


Shit, [ he wheezes out. ] Fuck.

[ he lifts a hand — he can lift a hand again — and drops it over his face, though his lips are still visible, cracked into a wide, crooked grin. ]

I'd say I owe ya, but there ain't nothing I can do that tops that.
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[personal profile] nichocolatine 2016-05-10 12:58 am (UTC)(link)
[ badou watches her hands move with a muted, somber expression. the last traces of his mirth seems to have ebbed to little more than a strained grin around his lips, though it's rather close to a grimace if looked at too closely. ]

Well shit, lil' lady, how'm I s'posed to leave ya be when ya say it like that...

[ he sighs, and he sounds aggrieved by it all, but there is something rather resolute about it anyway. he's feeling better now — enough so that he can sit up and flash her a

a thumbs up? ]


Consider yourself lucky, lil' miss! You got yourself an authentic "I O U" from Badou Nails, private eye! So chin up, huh? That shit don't come cheap, y'know.
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[personal profile] nichocolatine 2016-05-17 11:38 am (UTC)(link)
[ ah geez, way to deflate a man's pride, sieglinde. you coulda at least acted amazed! ]

It's what it is — an "I owe you." You did me a favor, so now I owe ya one. And a private eye's someone who goes around gathering intel. You wanna know if your man's cheating on ya? Hire a private eye. You wanna find someone who don't wanna be foudn? Hire a private eye. You wanna get the dirt on a business rival without getting your own hands dirty? You hire a private fucking eye.
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[personal profile] nichocolatine 2016-05-20 01:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[ child what ]
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[personal profile] nichocolatine 2016-05-20 01:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[ grateful though he may be to her services, there is no mistaking the momentary look of confusion on his features. that solitary green eye roves over her for a quick once-over, as if to remind himself that, yes, those words did indeed come from a girl who probably hasn't even bled naturally yet.

but the moment is over with a quick shut of his eye, and then a glance skyward. recollected himself. ]


Sure. Yeah. You do that, lil' lady. Gimme a holler when you ever need it.
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[personal profile] nichocolatine 2016-05-23 01:08 am (UTC)(link)
[ badou gives himself another once over. feels the strength returned enough in his torso and limbs that he can muster sitting himself up without feeling like the world was tipping over on itself. he can even lift a hand to pat himself down in mute wonder.

it prompts a crooked grin to crack across his lips. ]


What? Nah, this is fine. [ he lifts another hand to give her a thumbs-up. ] Been let outta the hospital with wounds worse than this. You patched me up real good, lil' lady. Thanks.
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[personal profile] nichocolatine 2016-05-25 08:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[ his lips crinkle and straight at the edges, providing for a fairly crooked half-grin, half-grimace. ]

What's all that, huh? Didn't I tell ya I'm peachy now?
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[personal profile] nichocolatine 2016-05-31 10:01 pm (UTC)(link)
So'm I.

[ his tone takes a sudden shift, quiet and serious. still, he's smiling, even if the corners are a little more dulled in something somber.

slowly he reaches up, making as if to reach for her head—



only to lightly pinch tug on a lock of her hair. ]


Heard we're in pretty low supply of this kinda stuff. [ magic, that is. ] You're better off saving the rest for anyone else who might need it, right?
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[personal profile] nichocolatine 2016-06-02 11:51 am (UTC)(link)
[ d'aww she's cute! it's a bit comforting for the man to see her react rather appropriately for her age. for a second there, he was getting pretty worried. ]

Something tells me there's no winning with you, huh?
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[personal profile] nichocolatine 2016-06-07 12:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[ his eyes flicker down to her feet, finally. he had only barely noticed them the first time, too caught up in his own shit to really process what he'd been seeing, but now that most of the pain has subsided, and the fear of death long gone, he takes a moment now to assess things. ]

You gonna be alright heading back like that?

[ he could offer to carry her, but he's still trying to figure out where her pride ends and where her shame begins. ]