Muse is displeased with the turn of events in luceti

[shadedsunlight]

Months, mun, months. I won't have proper use of my leg for months because you thought it would be a good idea to throw me at Drusilla. Wonderful.

Don't even start with this is the perfect chance for me to relax and take it easy. You know I get when I can't be active, and see? This is already affecting my ability to sail on the Britannia. Don't think I don't see you smirking over Giles' reaction either.

...Do you think he'd be interested in playing shogi?

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[fleurdesel]

Is there no way for it to be mended with magic, filial or otherwise? I know for the duration of the event I've been granted some skill in that area for however long.

[shadedsunlight]

While magic can be used, the greater concern is making sure it heals properly. Muscle damage is the greatest concern.

[consultmybooks]

[...

...this is a Giles who has passed through helpless rage and is floating somewhere in the peaceful waters on the other side.]

I am going to turn that, that insane wench to dust for this.

[Among other reasons, but...really, this is a big one.]

[shadedsunlight]

[Oh, Giles. She'll hop over on her crutches to give him a hug.]

...I won't stop you.

[fleurdesel]

And then the therapy to get the healing tissue working properly afterward. I will see what I can do about keeping you entertained, at least. Lupin and the Jedi are bad enough when they are bored. I don't what to know what it is you would get up to.

[consultmybooks]

[A hug he'll return very carefully once he's sure he's not going to dislodge the crutches.]

...f-for, um, for what it's worth, your mundane isn't the only one that's...'smirking'. [The fact that he had to knife himself in the leg on Trahere just the day before Ginia arrived isn't a fact that's escaping his mun.]

[shadedsunlight]

[She'll lean against him a little. As long as she's not putting any weight on her leg, it's fine.]

Mundanes. At least, um, at least I avoided being hypnotized? Because that was on the table. [Still is.]

[consultmybooks]

[Giles audibly gives a wince, at that. Way to bring up his worst nightmare, Ginia.] At, a-at least. Especially considering that you...didn't even, um, know it was possible, a-and I...never mentioned her.

...s-sorry.

[shadedsunlight]

I'll whine and bitch, but I'll be fine. Give me books, lots of them. Though I suppose even that won't stop me from trying to go around on my crutches.

...For Alice, drawing and painting supplies.

[fleurdesel]

I will keep you both well stocked as long as I am mobile. I do not think there are any immediate plans to injure or maim me. At least not at the moment. Then again, with my mun, one never knows.

[shadedsunlight]

I didn't expect you to warn me about every danger from your world, and who knew she would arrive?

...Though if there's anything else I should know, now is a good time. While we're in a place where things don't matter.

[shadedsunlight]

All things considered, I fared better than I expected.

[consultmybooks]

[Giles heaves a tired sigh. Yes, now probably is the time for explanations. While they're here and things don't matter. That...doesn't actually make it any easier to string two thoughts together related to Drusilla, however.

So, being Giles, he stalls.] Do you, um, d-do you want to sit first?

[fleurdesel]

It could have been much worse, you're right. I'm glad your mun is not entirely sadistic.

[shadedsunlight]

While I'm getting lots of practice hopping around and could easily beat anyone in a potato sack race, sitting sounds wonderful. [She smiles and kisses his cheek.] Do I get your lap?

[shadedsunlight]

Just mildly sadistic. Actually, dying was on the table, but then Grune came back. [Bless Grune, you wonderful goddess you.]

[fleurdesel]

Oh dear. I cannot imagine running the house without you for the week, nor the reactions of most of the village. I am glad we've managed to avoid that much.

[shadedsunlight]

Mm. I can imagine it now. There'd be weeping and wailing, mournful laments and the gnashing of teeth. Heavy drinking. The kitchen on fire.

[fleurdesel]

More than one or two explosions. Possibly a manhunt for Drusilla, which will end terribly for everyone involved.

[shadedsunlight]

Considering how Grune still had memories at the time, the only terrible ending would be for Drusilla.

[fleurdesel]

That is true. Remind me to thank Grune when she is next herself.

[consultmybooks]

[He blushes slightly - some things don't change - but he nods, smiling faintly, and will help Ginia sit...positioning himself that she can sit in his lap, if she actually wants to.

A few seconds for the two lovebirds to get comfortable...and then Giles gets serious again.]

N-Now. Um...remind me. What, um, what have I told you about Angel? Before...what happened to me, I mean.

[shadedsunlight]

[As nice and tempting as it sounds, Ginia chooses to sit next to him instead and prop her leg up. Her head comes to rest on his shoulder.]

Not much, to be honest. Just about Jenny and... that he... ["killed you." But Ginia can't find herself to spit those words out and trails off instead.]

[redjacketthief]

....Thanks for the warning there, 'Nia. Hopefully my Princess gets the idea now that her plan is insane.

[consultmybooks]

[And his hand comes up to stroke her hair. It's a gesture he draws as much comfort from as anything, a grounding motion and a reminder that he's here with someone who loves and, more importantly, understands.]

...Angel, um, was her sire. As deranged and powerful as she is...she owes all of that to him.