i am hung with graveyard flowers;

[rhinemaid]

Who: Ilde Decima and Hasi; OPEN
What: The water helps her.
Where: The Gross Tar; initially near her waterfall territory in Raven's Gate, after that various areas.
When: Givdi with Hasi; open after that through Shundi.
Notes: Specify time/place (if not Raven's Gate) if you tag in, please!
Warnings: Descriptions of LM:A-related horrors to follow in the thread with Hasi; discussion of rape & related fall out in thread with Jae.

When she finally goes down to the water, it feels so good that she hates herself for a moment sliding in, her clothes on the bank under an illusion. It soaks into her skin like she belongs there and she's glad that she got there first, that Hasi isn't there yet, because sinking into it hurts a little and it's-- not anybody's business what internal conflicts she's having. She just died. She's allowed to feel...whatever this is that she's feeling, and whatever it is she's going to feel it at the bottom of the river for a while, her tail catching light as it flicks up before she dives.

She'll surface, eventually.

Comments

[rhinemaid]

"It has happened," she shrugs, settling against a rock by the waterside, her weight on her elbows and her tail turning aimless circles in the shallower water. She picks idly at the bracelet she's wearing, a gold twig-and-apples cuff, watching him with an almost disconcerting level of focus that just seems part and parcel of her and less directly about him. "Not so often."

[charismatic]

“Probably a good thing,” Will says, dumping river water onto the bank. It's cold out, so he's not sure how quickly his helmet is going to dry. It's not quite as self-sufficient as the suit, but hopefully it'll manage, before he has to put it on his head. He's starting to steam a little, as water evaporates off the exterior of the flight suit. He lets the helmet go back to resting between his shoulder blades. Maybe proximity to the warmth will help. “I suppose things get less disconcerting around here, eventually.” People dropping out of the sky, people popping out of rivers, people appearing in sealed rooms, whatever. He'll get used to it eventually. Maybe.

[rhinemaid]

She considers that for a while, her chin in her hands. Will is probably not anticipating a very serious answer to the remark, but he gets one anyway because she's just that kind of girl, really--

"No," she says, quite deliberately. "Not on the whole."

Some things, yes. Baedal, though, it always seems to have something else.

[charismatic]

That does give Will a pause, stops his fidgeting for a moment, and he turns his head to look at her properly. It's not actually surprising. Not comforting, either, but not surprising. “Guess I should have expected that,” he says, wry.

[rhinemaid]

He must be in her cohort; everyone new is, at the moment. (She wonders if that'll change while she's still here to see it, and it's a disconcerting thought of itself. She wonders what having died does to her lifespan.)

On a better day, maybe that would be a reason to linger-- but he's human as far as she can tell, and she's not quite ready to sink back into usual patterns, and she just commits his face and name to memory and shrugs. She'll remember him if only because of the way he looks at her, or more to the point the way that he doesn't; there are too many humans in Baedal who seem to look at her and see something strange to be disconcerted by and not someone to have a conversation with. Maybe he's still adjusting, but as far as she can see, he's doing better than some.

Enough she doesn't regret fishing him out of the water; enough she smiles, briefly, a shutter in the dark.

"You'll be all right," she says, confidently, and the last glimpse of her is her tail breaking the water as she dives again, out of sight.