► 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]

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[insufferableprick]

[ ...okay, dealing with it sounds like a plan. ]

In case it ain't obvious, a strife is a fight. Like, we'd break out our shitty ninja swords--okay, only mine was shitty, his was the equivalent of some ancient Chinese sword master's legendary blade of unbreakability--duke it out on the rooftop, blazing heat and stink of tar notwithstanding. [ Dave keeps his face neutral, feels the nostalgia eating at him. ] He'd always wipe the floor with me. I never beat the guy. !

[ By this time, he's successfully segued away from doctors. Gj, Dave. ]

[culver]

excellent choice.

he'd fought with his brother? she couldn't imagine why, but he didn't seem as if he was particularly upset about it. maybe that was a sibling thing. nill could never really tell, especially not with dirk and dave. but yes, the segue away from doctors is an awesome one. she has completely forgotten about them. she's too busy thinking about how good of a fighter dirk might be. that probably isn't where he intended her thoughts to go oops.]

[insufferableprick]

[ Dave suddenly looks thoughtful, like some comical lightbulb has just flickered to life above his head. ]

Maybe I should strife with Dirk here, see what happens. I might be able to beat him, since he's all bite-sized.

[ Ramble, ramble, whoops. ]

[culver]

[nill stares a bit. she knew that giovanni called himself heine's brother and they fought, but she's pretty sure that if either dirk or dave got shot through the heart they'd just die. they didn't have the collars, weren't able to heal in mere moments. at least, not that she was aware. but she'd never seen someone without the collar do it. even the twins, probably no older than ten, could recover from nearly being choked to death in just a minute or two.

but she does look slightly concerned about the idea of them fighting. only slightly.]