h-hewwo
casually just. shimmies right in here.
❝ Ruby! Ruuuuuuuuuuuuuby! ❞ peeking her head in, green eyes search for the girl she’s looking for, beaming when they land on her. Laei opens the door, heading straight toward the huntress as arms wrap around her. ❝ What should we do for your birthday this year, huh? ❞
// @thuskindlyiscatter
❛ you've been awake thirty - six hours. get some rest. i can tend to the wounded. ❜
❝ …? ❞
she’s been up for awhile now– massive casualties make it hard to sleep when there’s so many people that need help. that’s part of her job at the ada, and she’s more than happy to oblige while the others are tending to other things. however, she’s lost track of time, but her eyes have since grown heavy. Laei’s just finished tending to a patient, a hand reaching to rub her eyes when she feels a hand on her shoulder. Yosano, a guess just from voice alone. had it really been that long?
❝ I-I.. I can still stay to help– ❞ a yawn breaks in midway, and she reaches a hand to stifle it. she’s no good while she’s tired like this, and she gives no more resistance. ❝ Okay. I’ll go nap for a bit.. if you need help, lemme know, okay? ❞
@healspake
cyprean:
HE WAS WEARY of her gaze, eyes like emeralds sweeping every inch of his blood-stained form with scrutiny. surely questions would be asked, with the obligation to divulge details he never wanted her to know. moving no further than the doorway of her room, pride was not what halted his advance, but rather the opposite. ❛ ‘EY … WHY the long face ?? ❜ @castitatli .
she is exhausted with worry, words taking a back seat for mere moments as she inspects him. clothes, skin stained with blood, she is unsure if she is to pull him closer to her, or relinquish the ache that settles within her and let him be. ❝ You were gone awhile, ❞ is what she finally says, voice so quiet as to not draw attention from anyone but the two of them. ❝ Are you hurt? ❞
eirlight:
“ i think you are worrying too much. ” those kind of wounds were nothing when compared to the other patients resting by the infirmary ; she was lucky. and so she dismisses her with a wave of hand —– surely other people needed her assistance. “ i’m fine, laei. i’m not going to die because of this. ” @castitatli | sc.
❝ Am I wrong to worry? ❞ wounds are still wounds, no matter how small they are. besides, the very idea that she’s hurt makes her that much more concerned. always undermining herself. ❝ You still lost quite a bit of blood, Lina. Besides--❞ a small smile, though she can’t seem to shake the frown on her face. ❝ It’s my job to worry. It means you’re special to me. ❞
h-hewwo
college verse is honestly just Laei being either a med student or an art student that works as a cute barista and I’m 100% here for it
❝ Ah, there you are! ❞ a big grin on her face, Laei makes her way toward Yerin, a rather big bag in hand. normally she wouldn’t bring so much with her, but today called for a special treat. setting it down, fingers would grab the zipper, opening the bag before she reaches inside. what she pulls out then is a canvas, entirely blank, followed by another. the paints and rather extensive array of brushes would soon follow after, and soon the display in front of both girls resembles an artist’s dream.
❝ I thought perhaps we could paint together! If nothing else, then just something to have fun with. ❞ a pause, before sitting herself down on the ground. ❝ Have you painted before, Yerin? ❞
// @conseille
“I…”
He watched as the flowers seemed to come to LIFE right before his very eyes. Blooming into an array of gorgeous colors. Leo had never seen such beauty in his life - save for the princess that stood before him. So often throughout his life he’d been confined to buildings. Rarely ever stepping outside, as it would mean slacking or missing out on much needed practice.
It just wasn’t often he’d been able to see flowers that weren’t already tucked away in vases and on the verge of wilting. And those flowers had never been so beautiful either.
“They are magnificent. Please. Tell me. How did you learn to do such a thing?”
flowers have always been something that she’s enjoyed; everything from their array of colors, to their blooming cycles, and how they survive. they are resilient, and she admires that about them. the same, perhaps, could be said for the both of them as well, as they’ve both made it through the hardship of their younger days. being a princess is met with grief so early, stress about a crown so heavy for a girl that just wanted to make the world a better place. it is with that similarity in mind that she decides to learn magic and, as a bonus, how to better grow flowers in the climate that Nestra has. while better than Nohr with their soil, it’s admittedly not as good as it once was.
❝ Lots of practice. ❞ she laughs, though it isn’t a lie. ❝ I found some books in the library about plant magic. I’m still new, but it’s been rewarding. ❞ she takes his hand then, holding his palm out before another flower blooms; this time, the petals are a gradient of colors. ❝ If you’d like, we can learn together. ❞
to be truthful, the look of concern on his face was amusing, but she didn’t mean to cause any alarm. her mood for today brought with her a sense of happiness, practicing with him and, well.. just being with him made her happy. the flowers she allows to bloom through the floorboards are a little something she learned in the time between practice and performances, and finds that plant magic is to her liking.
❝ I do. ❞ a nod, and the flowers only grow larger, now fully visible, its petals vibrant in color. the music stopped, they no longer sway to the music, but they’re both just as magnificent. ❝ Do you like them, Leo?❞
@sorrcerii // continued from here!
it’s been some time since the two have spent some time with each other, but the moment they both reconnect, it’s as if time hadn’t passed at all. the suggestion of a picnic had been her idea, and with the sun shining so brightly, the faint breeze offering solace when need be, it was such perfect timing.
the suggestion to do each others’ hair, actually, had been Estelle’s, and Laei is more than happy to start as fingers soon find themselves in rose pink tresses. the healer tends to keep it short, but it’s nothing that she can’t work with-- in fact, she’s creative with the braid that she starts to do. a soft hum in place of words for awhile, she finally speaks, a smile on her face as she does.
❝ Your hair has gotten longer since the last time. ❞ not too much longer, but the difference is noticeable to her. she slips a flower between the hair she’s just braided, continuing on. ❝ It’s comforting, seeing you again. I’ve wondered how you’ve been faring. ❞
@altruistes
❝ Mm. We’ve been on here for awhile. ❞ here, being the boat they’re taking to reach the destination where their mission lies. it’s quiet, save for her voice as she makes her way toward him, settling next to him. traveling isn’t his forte, so she’s here to provide support. ❝ How are you holding up? ❞
@skyslotus
