SCAWWY 😱 nina

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These flowers have been symbolic of a hard won success, particularly in artistic endeavors. Giving an artist a bunch of amaryllis flowers is said to encourage both their creative muse and their achievements and strength in the arts. According to scientists, their leaves and bulb contain an alkaloid, a chemical known to exhibit antitumoral, antiviral, antiparasitic, and other healing properties.

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week 3, saturday

[fanfictional]

[ she's at the pyre and has been since trial ended. she probably got taken away to get checked out and rest, but now that she's conscious she's back.

for now... she is just curled up on one of the benches, knees to chest and eyes glued on the barrier. ]

[concoctive]

[ he doesn't say anything, at first.

just comes to sit down next to her, ruffled and worn and so, so tired. caelus had his back to the barrier when he came to visit so if they can see any part of him in the fake privacy screen it's probably just tails. ]

[fanfictional]

[ doesn't look over at him, just leans towards and against him. ]

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[ his arm comes up to go around her immediately, and he takes in a slow, shaky breath. ]

... sorry. For tryin' to stop you. He tried to make me promise a while ago if somethin' happened that we'd get away from him, which I wasn't gonna agree to, but I figured I'd meet him in the middle if I could.

[fanfictional]

[ she shakes her head. ]

It's alright, Alfy... you were just trying to keep me from getting hurt. [ which is exactly what ended up happening!! at least hawke did catch her in the end. ]

If it hadn't been for you holding me back at the start, I may have gotten really hurt... so thank you.

[ rests her head on his shoulder and looks over at the pyre. ]

I really hate that he's alone in there... even if that's what he prefers...

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Here we are, anyhow. I'm glad that we didn't get anythin' worse than bruised up, though.

[ he'll mush his cheek into her hair and stare at the pyre with her, frowning for a very long moment. maybe forever, at this point, as he thinks about it. ]

Godsdamned idiot. Monster spend its time tryin' to get a rise out of me, but... I know it's not him. I know he's in there.

Cam and Erin were, when I talked to 'em. Iwa was himself again before he died.

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[ nods at that first bit.

but man. that second bit? makes her eyes sting. ]

The moments of lucidity... they're almost cruel....

[ probably how marina ended up laid to rest in a more peaceful manner, if she had to guess.

her eyes start to leak tears and she curls in on herself more. ]

I don't want to see him die tomorrow... [ scrunches her little face. ] He better put up a good fight or I'll follow him to the grave and kick his butt myself.

[ resurrect him, just to kill him again. ]

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... I dunno what's worse. The moments where they shine through, or the ones where they don't. Suppose it depends on which side you're on.

[ to see this cruel moment of your friend showing through the monster. to be trapped inside your own mind, unable to say goodbye to your loved ones.

his arm squeezes a little more firmly around her, holding her close as she curls up, his breath a slow, wet shudder for a moment. ]

... I don't, either. But I know he'll be upset with himself if he hurts whoever goes in there with him.