There was little to be found in words which sprung forth from the child's lips, honeyed and sweet upon the ears or sharpened into a blade meant to cut it did not matter what it took simply empty breath offering promises they couldn't keep. They had thought themself prepared, aged beyond the short life, yet the wear of each day was clear within dark eyes heavy with exhaustion, in words which rose in a snapped tone touched with anger, in the way they carried themself as though too much weight pressed upon their shoulders. For a time they though upon the possibility of giving in to whim though such had gotten them here only a short time before, seeking the simpler time when their mind had not seemed to be touched by static, faint and buzzing always, clouding each thought.

Something within the young sage had turned them away all the same, gentle yet insistent as it tugged them back upon more steady ground, never allowing the thought of giving this up to surface for long. They had walked the bridges many times, had the name of their aunt upon their tongue, waiting to be called into the still, humid air, only to find their resolve crumbling away before the words left them. Again and again they had gone through the same cycle, allowing defeat to take them back to their own abode shared with three others, the gentle chatter a comfort though they had never cared to break into it.

A gentle exhale parted dark lips and the child waved away this line of though, turning their attention instead to what was on hand. It did not matter their trepidation about things that had come to pass, though they worried upon it from time to time, realising once more their rather selfish reasoning behind pursuing it, they would make sure it worked out best for all. With this in mind the child had set about making an impromptu event of their own, recruiting a few of the larger Necro Mambas to assist them in the preparation.

Having emptied for the day Aita had utilised the larger members and pushed aside the tables within the lower floor of the Capricorn, the wide space cleaned and filled with a large mass of pillows and blankets. Set about the space where small bags tied with coloured ribbon, each containing two baked goods and a small plush toy of a sea animal. Besides this one table held a multitude of mugs, a mix of coffee, various teas and hot chocolate, free for anyone to take if they wanted to.

“Thank you,” oddly soft they spoke to those who still lingered, yet the frown paired with the words seemed more suited to the child, their dark gaze moving over the Necro Mambas as some left while a few others milled about. Having already sent word in the form of a few messengers all Aita could do now was wait to see if anyone turned up, picking one of the goodie bags for themself before they flopped onto their back on a pillow.

It might not have been traditional healing but it was a way to help everyone relax and give them a night to tell stories and enjoy some treats.

the tyhpoon — sage — tags

© MADI

//retro injuries

it was too obvious when looking to the girl just how exhausted she was. it grew worse by the day, as much as she tried to hide it. she had too much to do, too much to worry about, too much panic when she awoke to sleep. perhaps her reasoning was more selfish than not. she knew she worried her family, after all, which is why she tried to hide it. but, it was too scary. waking up was too scary.

it was not often she did give herself a chance to relax. so, upon finding her sibling creating this she found herself telling herself that this was not a waste of time. she got to spend time with crewmates and her family. this was not a waste at all. though, part of her simply just wanted to slow down, despite her convincing herself so often that she should not ever slow down. she does not deserve it. she hasn't achieved her goals, yet. spending time with crewmates was directly related to some of the goals, though, so this would be fine.

the young feline approached quietly, lynn upon her hind as usual. she scanned the set up, picking up a tiny gift bag, having lynn hold it for her, along with gently grabbing some hot chocolate. she really did enjoy it - she didn't have it often. she then moved towards aita with a loving gaze. "this is nice," she agreed with beatrice, nodding with a warm smile.