Ice Ice Baby

Your name is BLIZRA KHIONE. ((Fantroll RP blog, hover over the picture and feel free to hit me up any time))

[hc-ic]

(It’s probably rude of you to watch his husktop over his shoulder, but you can’t really help yourself. You still blame yourself a bit for what happened, so this is totally your business, so of course you should be watching!… or at least that’s what you’re telling yourself internally. Besides, Argost never did tell you what led up to that incident — all you know is it involved Arceme somehow, and he was done talking about Arceme. Maybe by watching his screen, you’ll find out something.)

(Doesn’t seem likely at this point, though. This is certainly a very cold and tense conversation, if you can even call it a conversation. But then, you don’t suppose you’d be very cordial either if someone beat the shit out of you.)

(You keep watching silently. You don’t really have any advice to offer Argost — you’ve never met this Blizra, so of course he knows her way better than you do. You hope he’ll know what to say to defrost things a bit.)

(You don’t know why your inner monologue keeps making bad ice puns.)

[lackadasicalromantico-blog]

Argost barely notices his moirail hovering over him like some kind of pesky Alternian gnat and focuses on his current conversation.

LR: i am aware that you are quite cross with me and i am sorry

LR: blizra there are literally not enough ways for me to apologize for what i have done

LR: please note that i am not even using my quirk emotation that i am fond of

LR: 030

LR: that felt forced…

LR please respond blizra ;3;

[cryogenicvocalist]

She rolled her eyes, the annoyance growing as she wished he would just get to the point of whatever he wanted.

CV: That was a response

[hc-ic]

(It’s been nearly two weeks since Argost’s fight with Arceme and subsequent injury. However, he is mostly recovered now, thanks to you and his lusus and the resilience that comes from being a highblood. Over the last couple nights he’s even been able to go outside for brief periods.)

(When a few days had passed and you hadn’t returned hive, your lusus came looking for you; finding you safe, she’s been hanging around Argost’s hive at your insistence. You’d rather have her nearby where you can keep an eye at her. No sense in sending her back to an empty hive where an orphaner might decide to cull her.)

(The fact Argost is feeling better, though, makes you think about something he mentioned to you while he was still stuck in his respiteblock.)

…Y’kn~ow, Arg~ost… y~ou’ve kept menti~oning h~ow much y~ou wanna ap~ol~ogize t~o this friend, Blizra, that y~ou wall~oped.

Ah kn~ow y~ou said her hive ain’t really near here… but d~o ya think y~ou’re feelin’ well en~ough t~o make the trip n~ow? Keepin’ in mind that Ah’m c~omin’ with, s~o if s~omethin’ g~oes wr~ong Ah’ll be there t~o help, ~okay?

[lackadasicalromantico-blog]

He hadn’t talk much over the course of the two weeks. His daily half-assed exercises were practically a thing of the past and if not for Vallie’s insistence, he would have never ventured outdoors.

Peacock dad nudged him as Val talked to him before he finally half raised his head in her direction. Blizra had been on his mind ever since the “accident". Perhaps it was high time he attempted to make amends.

Sitting up, he stretches and walks over to his husktop and opens trollian. Argost always wondered why she never blocked him. Could it be… Was she possibly waiting for his contact? He looked back to Val before starting. Nervously, his hands find their way to the keyboard and begin typing.

-lackadaisicalRomantico started trolling you-

LR:hello 

[cryogenicvocalist]

Her recovery had gone relatively smoothly, although she hated the restrictions it had put on her as it ran it's course. Her body was back to normal now though, and she was thankful for there not being any long-term damage. It had been sweeps since she suffered any kind of major injury, and she felt awful having her matesprit take care of her until her lusus managed to find her. Depending on other trolls wasn't really something she was used to, after all.

Her Trollian alerted her to a new message and she quickly spun in her chair to check the screen. Argost.

Oh.

She hadn't given a lot of thought to Argost since the incident, or, more accurately, she'd tried not to. The thought of him didn't make her feel much of anything but minor annoyance, and she'd continuously told Daclus not to worry about it and that the incident was no big deal, but really if she saw him Bliza would refuse to be held accountable for anything she did.

CV: ....

That was really all she could say. She refused to act like everything was okay, but this would be her at least acknowledging his message.

[apolloablaze]

Name: Eventi Boreas

Age: 8.5 Sweeps

Body: 5’8”, 134 lbs.

Symbol: Azure

Lusus: ???

Trollian: frigidBorealis - i ffeel like i should cAre but i cAn’t…

Likes: Climbing, fishing, clubbing baby seals, knitting. 

Dislikes: Heat, baby seals, 

Things; 

Will add more lmao

[oddballcommander]

That brought a smile to his face, as well as quelling some of the anxiety he’d been feeling. If she was doing well enough to make jokes, that was a good sign. “Your prince has arrived,” Daclus drawled, before carefully scooping her up. Now that she was awake, it was different to carry her. 

“You okay?” His voice was easy, but he didn’t want to start hauling her around if he wasn’t sure she was comfortable.

[cryogenicvocalist]

The initial shift of her weight caused her some pain but she didn't make it obvious. Once in his arms she just patted his chest. "Yeah yeah. You worry too much. Just... try to keep it steady, okay? And for the love of god don't drop me. Seriously."

[oddballcommander]

Frowning, Daclus snatched a tissue for her and began wiping at her hands. He knew if he spoke right away the worry in his voice would upset her, so he remained silent for a few moments. The realization that there would be no easy way to get her to said recuperacoon was a little problematic.

“I might have to carry you,” he warned, brows furrowing. Would she be able to walk with assistance? Daclus wasn’t sure he wanted to risk that, all things considered. Getting her up the stairs and undressed was going to be a challenge.

[cryogenicvocalist]

At first she was going to protest she could walk, but then remembered seeing stairs in his hive before when she totally wasn't snooping. She decided to just assume his respiteblock was up there, maybe as a small excuse to have Daclus carry her.

"I guess it's only right, since I'm your princess and all," she smiled and outstretch her arm towards him a little.

[oddballcommander]

When she snatched the glass from his hands, Daclus raised an eyebrow. Her enthusiasm was a good sign, at least. It took him a moment to reply, like he was weighing the words before saying them. “You mean the head injury? Well, whatever you hit was enough blunt force to break the skin as well as giving you a concussion. It’s mostly focused at the most rounded part of your skull, but I suspect it’ll be the fastest thing to heal.”

After a few seconds, he added, “A lot of people think that falling asleep with a concussion is dangerous and that’s fucking bullshit. Trying to stay awake is going to slow the healing process. I, um. Given that it’s your ribs that took most of the damage there, there’s really nothing I can do when it comes to splinting. So you’re going to have to take it easy for a few weeks.”

[cryogenicvocalist]

She attempted to let out a deep sigh at the whole situation, once again causing herself pain and violently coughing, blood spewing into her hands once more. She stared at the blood shortly before clasping her hands together for a moment, giving a small sigh and wiping her mouth. Refusing to let the situation make her angry at herself, or Argost, was getting hard with how annoying the pain was and how intrusive the injury was going to be on her life for a while.

"Yeah I know. Great. Perfect." her head pulsed with pain again and she winced. "So... sleep?" He was already helping her so much and said she could use his recuperacoon, she didn't want to be pushy about it.

[oddballcommander]

Lips pursed, Daclus put his hands on his hips. “I don’t fucking think so. Besides, being in slime is better than being on the couch. Helps keep you from making things hurt worse.”

But more importantly was painkillers. He almost said “stay here” but then the idiocy of the statement thankfully hit him first. So instead, he just padded off to get the pills and a glass of water. “You need me to feed them to you?” His voice was teasing, but it hid the fact that he was actually half-serious.

[cryogenicvocalist]

"Har har," she rolled her eyes, snatching the pills and water from his hands and downing the pills with a small bit of water before deciding to chug the rest of the glass. Blizra let out a content sigh and handed the glass back to him, reaching behind her hand and lightly touching her wound.

"So, uh, how bad was that?" she asked, trying to sound casual about it.

[oddballcommander]

Biting at his lower lip, Daclus frowned heavily. “Seriously. Painkillers? Water? If you need to sleep more that’s fine, you can use my recuperacoon. It’s not a bother, trust me.”

She looked pale, and he wasn’t sure which of her various ailments was the source of that one. He pressed the back of his hand to her forehead, brushing strands of hair out of her face. “Just… tell me what to do to make you feel better.”

[cryogenicvocalist]

Rubbing her arm, she continued to look around awkwardly. Being taken care of by someone else wasn't something that happened very often and she always felt bad about it, like it was some kind of hindrance to their daily life. Which it was to her, no matter how much they tried to deny it. She moved to adjust herself and her body responded with another jolt of pain, causing her to hiss through her teeth.

"Okay okay painkillers. Painkillers and sleep sounds good." she stopped again before looking at Daclus nervously. "...Are you sure it's okay I use your recuperacoon? I mean, I don't have to, I'm fine here..."

[oddballcommander]

Frowning again, Daclus shook his head at her. “If I go to kick Argost’s ass it’s because he’s a dick who needs to be taught a lesson about being a fucking person. Because he’s a trainwreck and if someone doesn’t stop him he’s going to drag other people down with him.” 

Relenting, he stood. She was going to get upset and it was obvious that she was in pain. “Look, you’re hurt. I promise I won’t leave this hive until you’re up and functioning. Do you need anything?”

[cryogenicvocalist]

Blizra didn't want to agree. Daclus felt how he felt and she was going to leave it at that, looking away a little. When asked if she needed anything she looked surprised and turned back to him, putting her hands up and shaking her head. Which was a bad idea and she immediately stopped, putting one hand to her head. "Oh no no I'm fine just... pretend I'm not here. I don't wanna get in the way or something... My lusus'll probably come find me in a day or two if she doesn't hear from me anyway."  she looked away while she spoke, stopping for a moment before continuing. "...Sorry about this, by the way. It's probably a pain."

[oddballcommander]

Crazy. For a moment her words didn’t even sink in. Then he was frowning, scoffing. “It’s not worth it? That’s what’s crazy. You saying that. After.”

His mind was already made up, after all. Argost had almost taken her away from him. But Daclus didn’t want to make things harder for Blizra, so he fixed a worried, haggard smile to his face. “You’re worth so much. Don’t worry. I’m not gonna… do anything crazy.”

[cryogenicvocalist]

Something told her that was a bunch of bullshit. It was clear he was angry, she could feel it, and wished he'd be more honest about whatever his intentions were, although she could probably guess. But at the same time she was afraid that if she pressed further then maybe it'd be going too far and she'd regret it. So she didn't.

Blizra sighed, her head starting to hurt some more. "If you get hurt cause of me I'm not gonna be able to live with myself."

[oddballcommander]

He stopped, placing a hand on her back. “He did. What.” It was suddenly hard to see. Argost had. Done what?

Her hand on his was a welcome anchor. Even though his jaw was clenched so hard as that it felt like it was creaking. Even though a haze in his mind made it hard to see. “He’s got. A lot. To watch out for.”

[cryogenicvocalist]

She squeezed his hand tighter, although  not much since her muscles were still too weak. Her face and voice were worried,and it was clear he was upset. It was to be expected though.

"Daclus, please, don't do anything crazy. It's really not worth it."

[oddballcommander]

Her reaction only resulted in Daclus looking pointedly away from her, as if she were still naked. “I didn’t, um. I didn’t want to look without your permission. So.” Except he had looked, at least technically. Oops. He hadn’t done it on purpose. She was blushing and it made him even more self-conscious somehow. What a strange turn of events.

The desire to change topic was incredibly powerful, so Daclus took the opportunity. “I don’t know what that means. He didn’t get you hurt. So he just witnessed a hit and run, or what?”

[cryogenicvocalist]

She took a deep breath, or at least tried to but ended up coughing from the pain, before talking again.

"We were in the woods and he was mad. At me. For something, I don't know. And he... told me to leave. But I wasn't going anywhere because I didn't know where the hell we were and I would get lost. Then he called you a filthy lowblood and me a loudmouth. That wasn't cool, so I backhanded him and," Blizra reached over and grabbed her matesprits hand. "don't freak out, but I'm sure you know what I'm gonna say. He punched me, which must've been what caused my broken ribs, and his freakish strength sent me flying into and through a tree. Good times, right?" she smiled sympathetically at the end, hoping maybe it would make Daclus realize well hey at least she was okay and maybe he wouldn't get as upset.

[oddballcommander]

The reaction made him pause. “Did he do something stupid that made this happen? He got you hurt didn’t he. He was apologizing but I couldn’t get a fucking word out of his stupid mouth. What happened?” Daclus frowned, his eyebrows knitting together as he thought. But then she was talking again and it was suddenly a lot warmer in the hive than he’d remembered.

“I’m sorry!” Smooth. “Fuck, I mean, I had to get you out of your clothes to, to, make sure you weren’t cut anywhere else, and, I closed my eyes, so I didn’t-” He hadn’t closed his eyes, but even thinking back he couldn’t remember any embarrassing details. He’d been so busy checking for injuries that the thought of checking her out hadn’t even crossed his mind. “I didn’t see anything I promise.”

[cryogenicvocalist]

As soon as he apologized her face was buried in her hands with a mumbled "oh my god". Her face was burning but she wasn't even sure what she was embarrassed about. She didn't have anything to hide, not that she could remember at the moment anyway, and her figure was nice, or so she thought. In private. She was curvy and her stomach was flat, and really everything took her forever to achieve to her liking, but she was always insecure when it came to other people no matter how much she liked herself in private.

And now with Daclus as her matesprit, he was at the top of the list to impress. Maybe that was where the embarrassment stemmed from, not being able to hide any imperfections there may have been. Regardless, she was thinking about it too much and just sighed, face still bright and sliding her hands away, but continuing to avoid eye contact.

"But uh, yeah, the thing with Argost. He didn't really... get me hurt exactly. He was more like uh..." she really just wanted to say it to get off the topic that caused her blushing, but she also didn't want Daclus to blow a gasket.

[oddballcommander]

Sighing with relief at the evenness of her tone, Daclus kissed her forehead. “Argost showed up out of nowhere hauling you like a sack of root tubers. He was completely out of it and babbling and when I tried to get some goddamn context he just ran off.” Instead of helping her, he gently pushed her back down.

“You listen to me or what? I said you’ve broken at least one rib, I don’t know how bad it is. Don’t sit up or you might puncture something. Basically I have no idea how things are situated in your torso right now, seeing as I don’t have a magical window into your chest cavity.” With a bit of a huff, he blushed. “I wasn’t gonna feel you up in your sleep to find out.”

Her eyes seemed unfocused still, and that was to be expected. It didn’t make Daclus feel any better. “Sorry about the mess, I was hauling ass trying to keep you from bleeding out on my floor.”

[cryogenicvocalist]

Blizra just groaned at the thought of Argost. It was fuzzy but he was definitely the one who did this to her, that much she was finally remembering. She was so shocked when he actually hit her it's probably the reason she was able to remember, but she couldn't be bothered to be upset about it right now. When Daclus wouldn't help her up she just whined and pouted at him.

"Hey it's not like I would've known, and you would've had an excuse if I asked." she smirked at him, resting a hand where her ribs hurt once more, lightly grabbing the shirt when she noticed the unfamiliar texture. She lifted her head to see a shirt that clearly wasn't hers.

"That's not my shirt," she paused, scanning the rest of her body. "Those aren't my clothes at all." Blizra just stared at Daclus waiting for some kind of answer, preparing to be thoroughly embarrassed.

[oddballcommander]

Blizra’s eventual awakening was a relief to Daclus, who had collapsed wearily in a chair after running out of things to do. He’d bandaged her up, stopped any and all bleeding he could find without stripping her bare, although for the sake of thoroughness he had been forced to undress her to check for any of the rare tells for internal bleeding and to help ascertain what was probably broken without the folds of her clothing skewing his assessment. 

Daclus hadn’t had the opportunity to be modest or embarrassed about it, even as he’d carefully handled her into a pair of his own clothes. In fact, it was only after the adrenaline had started to wear off and he’d done all he could that he’d even realized there was something to be embarrassed about. Then he’d quietly freaked out about it, trying to clean up the mess of leaves and various plant juices. He didn’t do a very good job of it, and there was still green strewn across the floor in tiny wet chunks.

But she was awake now and he could figure out what else to do. “Bliz? Fucking shit, you scared the hell out of me. Hold on a second.”

With shaking hands, he snatched at his penlight and turned it on. “I gotta check your eyes,” Daclus said apologetically, before doing exactly that. Her pupils didn’t dilate the way they should, and he gnawed anxiously at his lower lip. “You’re concussed, and I think you have two broken ribs.”

[cryogenicvocalist]

"Dac?" His voice surprised her and it was the only thing she could get out before he was shining something in her eyes, and she flinched initially. Daclus wasn't the one she was with when she got hurt, right? No. No, it was definitely Argost. Blizra was rubbing her eyes from the light when informed about her condition.

"Yeah, yeah that would probably explain why breathing hurts." she sighed, touching the bandages on her head. "And everything else. I'll be fine though, whatever." she gave a very small shrug before continuing. "Hopefully you weren't stressing too much." her laugh was small and weak.

Everything was too bright, causing her to squint the whole time she talked. "How did I get here anyway?" Blizra extended her hand towards him. "And help me sit up." She attempted to sit up on her own, which didn't work, but maybe with his help it would actually work. Of course sitting up might hurt like hell and end up being a bad decision. Guess there's only one way to find out.

[oddballcommander]

The anger pulsing hot and heavy in Daclus’ veins was only outdone by fear. He couldn’t very well afford to do what he wanted to; i.e. beat the shit out of Argost until he understood what it actually meant to be sorry. Instead, he just barked, “What the fuck did you do to her!?”

But the stupid lug wasn’t listening. He was so wrapped up in his own head that he couldn’t pull it together enough to function and lend a fucking hand. Disgusted, Daclus felt his nostrils flare. He was getting too mad, and his temper was a dangerous thing. 

Relax, he told himself. You can get back at Argost later, and you’ll make him really regret whatever he’d done. And Argost was already hauling ass out of there, although Daclus wasn’t sure if it was out of shame or a sense of self-preservation. He couldn’t believe that the blue-blood had managed to surprise him again; Daclus hadn’t believed there to be a way for him to become less palatable of a person, but here they were.

Not bothering to pause and consider it, Daclus kicked the door of his hive in and draped his unconscious matesprit on the couch. It took him precious minutes to clean the dirt off his hands, and then he was pressing a wet cloth to her bleeding scalp and holding pressure. If Argost hadn’t run off like the stupid trainwreck of a troll that he was, Daclus would have been able to be harvesting leaves to slow the bleeding. But life was never that easy, now was it.

After what seemed like hours, he’d determined that whatever had happened to her had likely left her concussed, and she likely had sustained at least one broken rib. But her breathing was deep and nothing was gurgling, so there was little chance that a lung had been punctured. Of course, it was hard to gauge what degree of internal damage had been done. That could only be determined by time, and how long it took for her to wake.

[cryogenicvocalist]

It was hours before she finally came to full for the first time. Consciousness had been in her reach a couple of times but she couldn't get there until now. When she finally awoke Blizra attempted to figure out where she was before opening her eyes. She was on some kind of furniture, probably a couch or something of the sort, and clearly no longer outside. Was she at Argosts? Hopefully not.

Blizra could barely remember what happened, but the more she tried to fully piece it together again, the more her head hurt, so she gave up for the moment. Her body was heavy and her head throbbing, it hurt to breathe and everything was generally sore from impact.

"Ugh, where..." her eyes opened some but things were still adjusting and everything was a blur. Hand grabbing the back of the couch, she used her other elbow as leverage next to her to try and sit up. When she did, a harsh pain racked through her body, as well as a violent cough, which just made the pain worse. Her hand instinctively went to her mouth as she unwillingly laid back down and drops of blood appeared on her palm.

"Fuck fuck fuck holy shit," she hissed, lightly placing a hand on her ribs where the pain stemmed from.

[lackadasicalromantico-blog]

Oh no… OH NO!

He had lost all sense of control when she walked up and slapped him! 

His world went blue and a roar erupted that was heard for miles. Stepping in he catches Blizra’s stomach with a colossal punch that sent her FLYING STRAIGHT THROUGH A NEARBY TREE OH SHIT!!!

Argost remained still for a moment. His breathing regulated, his eyes grew still. He processed what had just happened.

-It… It happened so fast. Why did she slap me? WHY THE FUCK DID SHE SLAP ME?!?!-

Tears welled up in his eyes as his hands met his face in horror. 

“no… o3o NO 030 BLIZRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA  !!!!!!3!!!!!!”

[cryogenicvocalist]

Although not her reason for doing it, Blizra expected that maybe the slap would have snapped him out of it. She wasn't banking on it though, and really wasn't expecting what just happened, although slightly feared it. How long had it been since another troll seriously injured her? Sweeps, probably.

As his fist made contact with her, there was a crack, followed by some blood spewing from her lips. The ground suddenly left her feet and the air whooshed past her ears as she flew from the force of his blow. Another crack as the back of her head and most of her torso made short contact with the tree before it broke, and suddenly everything was black.