► 002.

[culver]

[the video coming on is a complete accident. the hallway she's in is cast mostly in gloom, and only slightly more than her outline is visible. nill is clutching the comm in her hand, the camera aimed at her crooked. she's wearing one of her dresses from the most recent jump. her face is just out of the frame, but her wings aren't. they're standing straight out from her back, quivering. and from just that small movement, a feather falls.

and then nill darts from her hiding spot into the lit hall, and her wings are in full view. they look scraggly, a few thin patches visible. the sudden movement makes another feather come out, and then the video darkens again as she finds shelter in the next dark hallway. the feed cuts.]

think i am sick
heine where are you

[ooc; molting molting molting yeah]

Comments

[chaineddog]

[It's only a harmless object and the intent behind it is even more innocent - Heine has to remind himself of that. But this doesn't necessarily stop him from being on edge. A part of him wants to ask what she'll do with it, but at the same time he doesn't. It'll only be a stark reminder of what he came from (what they came from) and he can't handle that. He doesn't trust himself to know.

His eyes never leave Nill's face and he tries to reassure her that it'll be okay.]

You carry stuff like that on you all the time?

[culver]

[Her agreement is good. As long as she didn't really mind, as long as they could get everything back and destroy it and maybe keep this from happening to anyone on the ship, things would be okay. Nobody deserved to be what they were.

Obediently, she opens her mouth so Betty can take her swab. She knows it isn't much, that she isn't really going to be missing anything, but it was still a little unnerving. But Betty was kind, and Nill trusted her not to do anything wrong with the samples she took. Her wings are feeling a little better, now that they'd been gone through and preened a little bit.]

[soothing]

No, I don't -- I grabbed it on my way here, just in case. [ She had hoped their story wouldn't be so familiar, but that had just been wishful thinking. Either way, whether it's illness or genetics, a sample would need to be taken. Probably better this than blood.

She's gentle with the swab and slides it back into its casing as soon as she's done, giving Nill another smile. ] There. All done. I should have the results soon -- I'll let the both of you know then.

[chaineddog]

[He merely nods at that. Heine can feel himself waiting for her to leave the room. The entire time she's been there, he's been pressed against the wall doing his best to stay calm and not freak out because what good would that do?]

Fine with me. Just do it as fast you can.

[culver]

[In a strange way, Nill is proud of Heine. He had done so well with Betty in the room. But she could tell that his nerves were fraying, that she should leave. So the blonde reaches for Betty's arm, gives it a gentle squeeze before looking towards the door and then Heine again. She didn't want to be rude, but she'd really rather not have to calm him down from one of his freak outs. She already knew that not many of her friends liked or trusted him, and she didn't want to make it worse by having him frighten (or, God forbid, hurt) Betty.]

[soothing]

I intend to.

[ But it's time to leave, both to do the tests and because of the way Nill is looking at her. She gives the girl another smile, reaching up to tuck some of her hair behind an ear before standing. ]

As I said, I'll let you know.

[ And then she leaves. ]