@defenderadora gets what she asked for
One of the only good things about this stupid game was that Luna never had to go to a hospital. If she had her arm nearly torn off in battle? She’d take a few potions off Radish and Padme, rest for a few days, then get up and do it all over again. There was no fluorescent lighting, no condescending doctors or permeating scent of death to be seen during her healing process. But the game master decided to fuck that up too. Maybe it was because he knew how fucked up the only survivors would be after this battle, but she couldn’t find it in herself to be grateful for anything that man did.
The only bright side to this mess was that the NPCs weren’t as smart as real nurses, so it was easy to look over a few shoulders and find all the rooms she needed to. Right now, Adora was her top priority. Something in her refused to settle ever since she got her first DM from the second in command. The thought that she was out there, needing help, and unable to get it from the people that were supposed to be there to give it to her. It ate her up knowing a Blood Oath member had to be the one to save her. Another Blood Oath member. How many debts did they owe that guild now? Was it even possible to repay them?
The doors passed in a blur, numbers descending until she finally found the right one, until she found Adora. The blonde player was in the same position she’d seen so many times today, helpless, in a hospital bed that looked (and she’d found was) uncomfortable, held together with bits of magic in the form of code. It had all started as a joke, a way to say they’d see each other on the other end of a battle, but it didn’t feel like a joke anymore. So instead of saying “hi,” instead of a hug, Luna went for it. No hesitation, she walked to the side of Adora’s bed where there were less cables, the side that didn’t have her arm in a sling, and gave Adora what she asked for. The angle was awkward as she bent over the bed, her hand slipping behind Adora’s neck, but she leaned in and pressed her lips to the blonde’s. A real kiss, asked for and delivered.
being stuck in a hospital bed for the next few hours seemed a little bit too much like torture in the blonde’s opinion. leave it to the game master to thoroughly fuck with the surviving players and not give them immediate access to potions that would have healed their injuries quickly, only leaving behind a dull ache afterwards. sighing, her mind was once again drifting back to the events from the battlefield. ❝ stupid fucking idiot, ❞ the blonde spat out, fist clenching and slamming down onto the bed, angered tears collecting in the corner of sorrowful blue eyes. adora was well aware of jupiter’s need to protect people he cared about, had even admitted that he’d happily put himself in the line of fire over and over if it meant her safety. “ just like the first day we met, remember? ” he had said, cheeky as ever with that damn smirk on his normally stoic features. their first overly dramatic meeting had been a topic of jester between the two of them, with how he had taken a spear to the torso, resulting in them having to spend a whole night inside the caves ( as strangers ) of floor thirty-three while he recovered, head of dark curls resting comfortably atop her thighs. adora had laughed then, knowing he’d never have to save her again, she wouldn’t allow it. they were getting out of the damn game together to see her brother again. ha. what a fucking joke.
if adora knew anything, it was to never get close to another soul again. everyone she loved died, like she was fucking cursed or something. first achilleus, then jupiter, and almost radish. who would be next? luna? radish, again? no. never again. no one would die for her carelessness again. bringing up her good hand, the blonde wiped away the tears threatening to slip down her cheeks. luna should be showing up soon and the last thing she needed to see was adora breaking down. adora was supposed to be the strong one. it was what was expected of her in catalyst, the role she willingly took on when the warrior became second in command. the moment she allowed herself to openly show weakness in front of her guild mates was the moment they would question her co-leadership skills. if they weren’t already. assuming radish told everyone what had happened, then they’d already be well aware of her foolishness that almost got the young male killed.
the blonde had plucked up a magazine that was sat near the bed, brows scrunching at noticing it was a celebrity gossip magazine from the mid 2010′s about the kardashian’s. of course something so idiotic would be coded into the game. shaking her head, adora tossed the magazine back onto the ugly side table, completely uninterested in reading about shit that happened almost twenty years before. at the sound of the large white door clicking open, adora found herself stiffening slightly, a wave of anxiousness rolling over her small frame. adora knew that luna had her back, would hopefully always, but the thought of the other being disappointed by the second was something that terrified the blonde. ❝ hi... ❞ she mustered out, wetting her lips slightly with a swipe of her tongue as she gazed upon the other female, who had an almost unreadable expression etched on her gorgeous features. the next thing she knew, a pair of delicately soft lips were pressing against her own. adora reached out and gripped at luna’s hip as she softly returned the kiss with a content sigh.
❝ i didn’t think you’d actually go through with it. ❞ the blonde admitted as they pulled away, her thumb lightly rubbing at the softness of luna’s hip, unwilling to break contact with the other just yet. the kissing had been a poor attempt at a joke between the two, a reassurance that they will see each other after each battle fought. ❝ thank you for coming. ❞ seeing luna, the other’s warm presence taking over her own cold one, was refreshing. ❝ you’re actually the first to visit out of us that are well enough to move. ❞ achilles, radish, and zeus obviously not included.
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