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@fetdmoppet
independent, selective roleplay blog for Helena Eagan from the show Severance. 18+ only please
(intro gif was edited by my amazing friend Anya!)
written by Helena (she/him , 20 , lesbian)
affiliated with @hellyenae
muse biography *tba*
rules under the cut
the whole 'nobody would miss me if i were gone' line of reasoning is so completely and mindblowingly false, it's almost laughable if you take a couple steps back. there's a lady at work who has been there for maybe two or three weeks and has only talked to me a handful of times, ask where the necklace i usually wear went. another person asked where i was cause i wasn't scheduled for about a week. i regularly think of friends who have deactivated their accounts or who i've lost contact with and what id tell them. i still think about people i haven't talked to for years even though i didn't know them well. people still think about you even if you're a passing specter on the street. and that's not even holding a candle to how much the people who are personally involved in your life care. people do notice and care. all the time. it might be hard to see it or remember it but people do care. ily.
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Helena blinks, completely taken off guard by Anya’s offer. Sure, she’s had other Lumon officials take her out to dinner before, but that was only out of an obligation to impress her father. “Really? I mean.. I’d love to, that sounds wonderful.” Helena answers, trying to contain her excitement.
“Fast food sounds nice.” She says. “Admittedly I don’t eat out very often, so I’m not sure where the best place to go is..” That was quite the understatement. Helena barely ate enough at home as it is, much less got takeout. Her father never would have allowed it.
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Helena feels tears well in her eyes again at Anya’s words. No one had ever admitted to caring for her this much, so much so that Anya would abandon her own life just to stay by Helena’s side. Truthfully, Anya’s presence in her life may have been the thing that saved her. She didn’t know how she would have managed to stay sane without her.
Helena nods. “I do, I...I understand.” Helena reaches down and takes one of Anya’s hands in her own, trying to savor any contact she could get. She looks up at the other women once again, meeting her gaze.
Despite how emotional she still is, Helena can’t help but feel a mixture of nervousness and excitement when she realizes how close Anya still is to her. This wasn’t the first time she’d been so close to Anya, though, this was different.
Carefully, Helena reaches her free hand up to cup Anya’s cheek. She smiles shyly at her, batting her eyelashes in an attempt to somehow make herself more alluring. She glances down at Anya’s lips for a moment, and decides she has nothing to lose. She slowly leans in, before gently pressing her lips to Anya’s, reluctantly at first, almost like she was afraid that she might scare her away at any moment.
for a brief moment, anya goes still out of surprise — & then, all at once, she relaxes into the softness of helena’s kiss, the gentle feeling of her lips moving in tandem with the other woman’s. anya hasn’t had much experience with kissing, admittedly, but the rhythm her lips find is as gentle as it is passionate. she’s spurred by both attraction & an urge to comfort the teary (and beautiful) woman so near and dear to her. a faint hint of a moan — just barely audible above a breath — escapes her lips. a hand goes to helena’s hair, running it through red tresses.
she allows the kiss to last until she needs to break it for air, breath warm and pulse jackrabbiting. wide-blown pupils, standing out a little even against the deep browns of her eyes, dilate with an absolute fascination for helena. a shaky breath enters & leaves anya’s body, her hand still situated on the back of helena’s neck.
for once, the usually timid woman is too lost in the moment to feel overly self-conscious. ❛ that was… really nice, ❜ she whispers, a grin suddenly showing up in spite of the dire circumstances. she leans in, pressing her forehead to helena’s, whispering softly to her.
❛ i know i don’t have much… but i want to take care of you, красотка. can i do anything right now? get you anything to eat or drink before i start packing...? ❜
Heart still racing, Helena gazes deep into Anya’s warm brown eyes. Her breathing is still quick from the thrill of the kiss. Part of her is still shocked she found the courage to make the first move- but she’d be forever grateful that she did.
“It was... I really enjoyed that, Anya.” Helena’s expression mirrors Anya’s as a warm smile spreads across her face. Being so close to Anya almost made her forget why she was here in the first place.
Helena blinks, still taken off guard by how much Anya wants to help her. The kindness the other woman shows her is still completely foreign to her. “I think... something to eat would be nice.” As she speaks, Helena feels her stomach rumble. In her panic to escape Lumon, she’d forgotten to eat anything substantial that night. “Anything is good with me, I’m not picky.”
@fetdmoppet sometimes a woman just wants to be wanted (including having a totally healthy amount of kidnapping fantasies)
“Oh wow.” Helena says, her eyebrows raised in genuine interest. “You have to be pretty smart to land a career like that, I’m sure you can do it, though.” She smiles as reassuringly as she can. Technically, Anya already has, well, kind of. Helena wonders to herself if Anya’s innie working in the severed floors medical department was actually a coincidence or not. Helena knows Lumon can find out everything about a person, down to the very last detail, so she wouldn’t be surprised if Lumon put her in the medical department on purpose.
“Really?” Helena questions curiously, glancing back down at the book in front of her. “Well.. I’ve always been a fan of cats. Maybe I’ll give it a try one day.” She lets out a small laugh at the idea. She’s the future CEO of a company for Kier's sake, it would be silly to indulge in childish literature, but she decided to humor herself for a bit.
anya offers a smile, admittedly charmed by the other woman's humor. ❛ ah, i like cats, too. they're very cute. ❜ thinking a bit, she glances to her studies and adds on, ❛ as for getting into medical school... you do have to be smart, yes. that's why i've been studying day in and day out, even after work... ❜
there are books splayed everywhere, proof of anya's tireless studying, but her exhaustion is catching up to her. she yawns, feeling the efforts of her forgotten job. ❛ though i'm due for dinner. mm... ❜ looking up at the redhead, she lets out a small self-effacing laugh. ❛ sorry, just thinking out loud... i don't think we've met before. my name is anya. what's yours? ❜
“Dinner sounds nice…” As if on cue, Helena felt her stomach growl. She winced, hoping Anya didn’t hear that. She was embarrassed at the idea of anyone finding out how hungry she really was. Helena remembered she hadn’t eaten since breakfast, well, at least she hadn’t. She had no idea if Helly had eaten anything during work. Helena never bothered to pack her a lunch.
“My name’s Helena, and yeah, I know.” Shit. She didn’t mean to say that. “I mean, I’ve just heard good things about you at work, that's how I know who you are.” Helena smiled, flashing her best practiced smile to try and put Anya at ease.
While that technically wasn’t a lie, Helena knew far more about Anya than just how well she performed at work. Helena remembered talking to Anya as they walked down the endless hallways of Lumon’s severed floor. They had been supposed to be searching for information on Ms. Casey, but the two women had gotten lost in conversation at some point. She remembered the time they spent together during the ORTBO, and the intimate moments they shared in Helena’s tent that night. Helena blushed at the memory, hoping Anya would just assume it was from embarrassment on her end.
Helena blushes, trying to give Anya her best “Helly” esque smile. She hopes she comes off confident enough. Imitating Helly’s fearless nature is no easy task. Helena remembers a time when she had half the bravery that Helly has, though that was many years ago.
“I’m really glad to see you too.” Helena says, her words genuine. “Yeah... I honestly thought the same, but I’m glad our outies let us back down here. I mean... we’re still trapped, I guess, but it's worth it to still be able to see you.”
Suddenly remembering her conversation with Mark, Helena perks up. She knows exactly where Ms. Casey is, she's known all along, but she has to play it cool. “You know Ms. Casey right?” Helena asks. “Well, Mark told me and the others that she's his outies wife…”
there's something subtle about helly's behavior, a shift in demeanor that almost seems more reserved. yet, anya doesn't have it in her to doubt helly; perhaps helly had just been so affected by the outside world that she'd come back changed by her experiences. in any case, it's all the more reason for anya to be kind to her. (plus, how can anya's heart not flutter when the other woman says such sweet things to her?)
the new information causes the nurse to raise her eyebrows. ❛ wow... that's bizarre! i haven't seen miss casey in a long time. i hope she's okay. i always did enjoy our wellness sessions... ❜ a tilt to her head, & thinks about helly's words, then adds on more coyly,
❛ i know you've felt trapped since you got here, helly, but... for what it's worth, i think you being here has really set my heart free. you're a wonderful woman. ❜
“Yeah.. me too.” Helena sighs. “I think Mark wants to travel to other departments to see if they have any information on what happened to her.” She explains. “I think I’m going to go with him, to help.” To help, yeah... definitely.
“If you want, you could go with us. I’m sure Mark wouldn’t mind if you tagged along.” Helena grins. Anya coming along definitely would make this whole thing she was doing more enjoyable, that's for sure. Helena was desperate to spend more time with her, and though she would have preferred to spend time alone with Anya, this would have to do for now.
After hearing Anya’s words, Helena looks away and smiles, almost bashfully. “I think you’re wonderful as well.” Helena says, genuinely. “I don’t know what I’d do without you, honestly.” Helena definitely wasn’t used to expressing affection for anyone, but she tried nonetheless.
Helena watched the other womens apprehensive expression, but was relieved when she let her sit down anyways. At Anya’s question, Helena glanced down at the book she had hastily picked up. Warriors was apparently the title. Helena had obviously never heard of it, she didn’t read many books outside of Lumon issued texts.
“Oh, um…Silly me, I must have picked up a kids book by mistake.” Helena laughed awkwardly. “Someone must have put this on the wrong shelf, yeah, that's what happened.” Helena laid her book back down on the table. Helena looked back at Anya, smiling to ease the tension. She glanced down at the book in Anya’s hands, it looked to be some kind of medical literature.
“That looks interesting.” Helena says, gesturing to Anya’s book. “Are you in the medical field?”
anya's apprehension about being around such an important figure began to melt away when she realized that the other woman had a tinge of awkwardness to her mannerisms. the way she fumbled over accidentally picking up a children's book was actually kind of... charming, in a way. she was much more out of place than anya, wasn't she?
❛ that's the goal, ❜ anya answered, a little smile forming on her lips that only grew as she continued. ❛ i'm studying to get into medical school. being a doctor is my lifelong dream. ❜
her near-black eyes flitted to the book that helena brought to the table and she gestured to the serious-looking feline on the cover. ❛ mistake or not... i've heard good things about that story. the one with the cats. might not be a bad pick if you're looking to recapture the whimsy of childhood, hm? though, i was more of a watership down girl, back in my day... ❜ she tilted her head to the side in a playful manner; for a moment, the stress weighing her down seemed to disappear.
“Oh wow.” Helena says, her eyebrows raised in genuine interest. “You have to be pretty smart to land a career like that, I’m sure you can do it, though.” She smiles as reassuringly as she can. Technically, Anya already has, well, kind of. Helena wonders to herself if Anya’s innie working in the severed floors medical department was actually a coincidence or not. Helena knows Lumon can find out everything about a person, down to the very last detail, so she wouldn’t be surprised if Lumon put her in the medical department on purpose.
“Really?” Helena questions curiously, glancing back down at the book in front of her. “Well.. I’ve always been a fan of cats. Maybe I’ll give it a try one day.” She lets out a small laugh at the idea. She’s the future CEO of a company for Kier's sake, it would be silly to indulge in childish literature, but she decided to humor herself for a bit.
Helena freezes at Anya’s question. What was she supposed to tell her? That her father is the CEO of the company that's currently keeping Anya trapped on the severed floor? She has to think of something else, something that still seemed plausible.
“I...I’m not sure. I didn’t get to talk to him for long.” Helena responds, trying to be as vague as possible when talking about her father. “I don’t think he believed me, though.” Helena sighs. “He wouldn’t listen to me when I explained the situation... I’m sorry I couldn’t do more.”
anya repeats the motion that 'helly' did moments prior — giving the other woman's hand a reassuring squeeze. ❛ oh, no! no, that's okay. you've got nothing to apologize for. i'm proud of you for trying to reach out. that's what matters. ❜
she smiles, gently so, hoping to absolve 'helly' of her anxieties. ❛ i'm sorry he wasn't listening to you... but for what it's worth, i'm really glad to see you again, helly. i- i thought the kiss we shared might really be the last time i'd see you... ❜
Helena blushes, trying to give Anya her best “Helly” esque smile. She hopes she comes off confident enough. Imitating Helly’s fearless nature is no easy task. Helena remembers a time when she had half the bravery that Helly has, though that was many years ago.
“I’m really glad to see you too.” Helena says, her words genuine. “Yeah... I honestly thought the same, but I’m glad our outies let us back down here. I mean... we’re still trapped, I guess, but it's worth it to still be able to see you.”
Suddenly remembering her conversation with Mark, Helena perks up. She knows exactly where Ms. Casey is, she's known all along, but she has to play it cool. “You know Ms. Casey right?” Helena asks. “Well, Mark told me and the others that she's his outies wife…”
“It definitely was, well at least from the brief look I got.” Helena replies. Helena smiles warmly back at Anya, nothing like the usual fake, wide smiles she's forced to make around other Lumon associates.
“Well…It was nice. It was refreshing to see something other than the awful fluorescent lights they have down here.” Helena chuckles. Helena notices when Anya’s smile falters.Trying to think of what Helly would do, Helena squeezes Anya’s hand reassuringly.
“No, I don’t think so,” Helena says. “My father…” Helena pauses, hesitating before deciding she could at least share a small part of her life with Anya, even if it was partly a lie. “He lives with me, I guess? I saw him briefly after I woke up.”
❛ oh... you have a father! ❜ anya's eyebrows raise; a part of her is admittedly relieved to know that helly didn't have a lover waiting for her outside of lumon. it feels better to know this, after having kissed her. ❛ i mean, i guess everyone has one, biologically speaking, but that's fascinating. i've never thought much about if i even have one... ❜
such things as biological families are considered mere fripperies in the world of a severed worker; the closest thing anya has to family is her co-workers. still, she can't help but take joy in knowing that helly has someone out there to call family.
❛ we don't have to linger on the topic, but... was he nice? were you able to tell him what's going on? must've been so odd to make contact outside of work... ❜
Helena freezes at Anya’s question. What was she supposed to tell her? That her father is the CEO of the company that's currently keeping Anya trapped on the severed floor? She has to think of something else, something that still seemed plausible.
“I...I’m not sure. I didn’t get to talk to him for long.” Helena responds, trying to be as vague as possible when talking about her father. “I don’t think he believed me, though.” Helena sighs. “He wouldn’t listen to me when I explained the situation... I’m sorry I couldn’t do more.”
Helena freezes and lets out a small gasp as she feels Anya pull her into a tight embrace. A moment later, she hugs Anya back, clinging to her like her life depended on it.
Helena remembers the last time someone hugged her so gently. She remembers the way Anya’s innie embraced her that night during the ORTBO. She had pulled Helena close, and had held her as she slowly drifted off to sleep. She had never felt more at peace in her life.
Helena blinks in surprise. “You—you want to go with me?” Helena questions, her voice quiet. “Anya...you don’t have to get involved, I don’t want to put you in danger. I...I care about you.” Helena admits. She quietly hopes Anya already knows how much Helena cares for her. “You don’t have to put yourself at risk for me.”
anya's hand trails along helena's back as she speaks, cherishing the closeness as if for the last time — and maybe it is the last time, but anya doesn't want it to be. she doesn't let go, resting her cheek against soft red tresses and memorizing the feeling of helena clinging to her so dearly.
❛ i care about you, too, which is why i don't like the idea of you just... d– disappearing without me knowing where you went. ❜ her voice wavers as she reluctantly pulls away from the hug, leaving their faces mere inches apart. only to stress the importance of her affections for helena, of course — their faces a hair's breadth apart.
❛ before we met, i didn't have much going for me. very few people cared. i– i wasn't living an important life. do you understand what i'm trying to say...? ❜ implications pointed to a dead end. her breath is shaky, her gaze upon helena intense. ❛ i want to be where you are, helena. ❜
Helena feels tears well in her eyes again at Anya’s words. No one had ever admitted to caring for her this much, so much so that Anya would abandon her own life just to stay by Helena’s side. Truthfully, Anya’s presence in her life may have been the thing that saved her. She didn’t know how she would have managed to stay sane without her.
Helena nods. “I do, I...I understand.” Helena reaches down and takes one of Anya’s hands in her own, trying to savor any contact she could get. She looks up at the other women once again, meeting her gaze.
Despite how emotional she still is, Helena can’t help but feel a mixture of nervousness and excitement when she realizes how close Anya still is to her. This wasn’t the first time she’d been so close to Anya, though, this was different.
Carefully, Helena reaches her free hand up to cup Anya’s cheek. She smiles shyly at her, batting her eyelashes in an attempt to somehow make herself more alluring. She glances down at Anya’s lips for a moment, and decides she has nothing to lose. She slowly leans in, before gently pressing her lips to Anya’s, reluctantly at first, almost like she was afraid that she might scare her away at any moment.
Helena quickly wipes the tears out of her eyes with the hand that isn’t holding Anya’s. She grips Anya’s hand tighter, almost afraid she’d tell her to leave at any moment. “Okay.” Helena replies shakily. “I’ll tell you what’s going on, but I don’t know how long I can stay here. Someone might come looking for me...I just don’t want them to try to hurt you too.” Helena stammers, panic still evident in her voice.
“My father...I think he wants to replace me with my innie, with her.” Helena almost couldn't believe the words that were coming out of her mouth. If she hadn’t found the documents detailing her fathers plan to replace her with Helly R, she wouldn’t have believed it.
“I don’t know why, I ran as soon as I found out.” Helena sighs. “I thought I was safe, I’ve done everything he's wanted. I even got severed. I don’t understand how he could do this.” Helena looks back at Anya, worry clear on her face. "I don't know what to do Anya, I can't go back."
❛ h- he wants to replace you... ❜ a tone of disbelief is audible in her voice, a look of horror in her eyes. anya cannot comprehend why anyone would do such a thing, much less jame to his own daughter. ❛ oh, god. th- that's horrible! we can't let that happen... ❜
she sucks in a deep breath, troubled to find the right words. when speech fails, anya does the best thing she can in the moment: she wraps her arms around helena, pulling the smaller woman into a hug.
her body is warm & soft against helena's, her breath hitching slightly as she struggles hard to keep her composure. she has to, though, for helena. she speaks carefully, clinging to helena all the while. ❛ it's going to be okay... whatever you need, i'll help you. should i... i- i mean, do you think i need to pack my bags now? ❜
Helena freezes and lets out a small gasp as she feels Anya pull her into a tight embrace. A moment later, she hugs Anya back, clinging to her like her life depended on it.
Helena remembers the last time someone hugged her so gently. She remembers the way Anya’s innie embraced her that night during the ORTBO. She had pulled Helena close, and had held her as she slowly drifted off to sleep. She had never felt more at peace in her life.
Helena blinks in surprise. “You—you want to go with me?” Helena questions, her voice quiet. “Anya...you don’t have to get involved, I don’t want to put you in danger. I...I care about you.” Helena admits. She quietly hopes Anya already knows how much Helena cares for her. “You don’t have to put yourself at risk for me.”
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Helena pushed past Anya, stumbling through her front door in a panic. Her breathing was heavy, the fear she had been holding in all day finally started to spill out now that she was in the presence of someone she trusted. Tears welled in her eyes as she turned to Anya. “I’m sorry I’m bothering you so late.” Helena feels her hands start to shake. “I just didn’t know where else to go.” She explains. “I can’t go back to Lumon, not anymore. I...discovered something..” She paused. “My father. He’s planning something, something bad.” Helena can barely get the words out. “I just— I just can’t go back.” Helena glances at the still open door. “Maybe you should close the door, just in case. No one can know I’m here.”
❛ o- of course! ❜ anya is quick to step over to her front door, closing and locking it. she turns to face helena, approaching her and taking the other woman's hand into her own. when she meets helena's gaze, she's shaken to notice the tears in her eyes. a gentle thumb rubs the back of helena's hand, the concern and sincerity clear in anya's demeanor.
❛ helena... please, tell me what's going on. you don't need to apologize for bothering me, dear. i just want to help. ❜ her voice wavers a bit as she tries to maintain her composure. anya isn't one to make demands often, but she does when the situation is grave enough to call for it.
❛ i'm here for you. whatever you need, i'm- i'm here. you don't have to go through this alone. ❜
Helena quickly wipes the tears out of her eyes with the hand that isn’t holding Anya’s. She grips Anya’s hand tighter, almost afraid she’d tell her to leave at any moment. “Okay.” Helena replies shakily. “I’ll tell you what’s going on, but I don’t know how long I can stay here. Someone might come looking for me...I just don’t want them to try to hurt you too.” Helena stammers, panic still evident in her voice.
“My father...I think he wants to replace me with my innie, with her.” Helena almost couldn't believe the words that were coming out of her mouth. If she hadn’t found the documents detailing her fathers plan to replace her with Helly R, she wouldn’t have believed it.
“I don’t know why, I ran as soon as I found out.” Helena sighs. “I thought I was safe, I’ve done everything he's wanted. I even got severed. I don’t understand how he could do this.” Helena looks back at Anya, worry clear on her face. "I don't know what to do Anya, I can't go back."
after hearing a knock on her apartment door, anya opens it to a see familiar face, immediately noticing the panicked look in helena's eyes. the sight sets off concern within anya.
❛ helena... oh, it's so late! ❜ her voice is soft, gentle, as she opens the door further, gesturing for helena to come inside. this must be serious if she's here unprompted. ❛ please, come in. what's the matter, dear? ❜
Helena pushed past Anya, stumbling through her front door in a panic. Her breathing was heavy, the fear she had been holding in all day finally started to spill out now that she was in the presence of someone she trusted. Tears welled in her eyes as she turned to Anya.
“I’m sorry I’m bothering you so late.” Helena feels her hands start to shake. “I just didn’t know where else to go.” She explains. “I can’t go back to Lumon, not anymore. I...discovered something..” She paused. “My father. He’s planning something, something bad.” Helena can barely get the words out.
“I just— I just can’t go back.” Helena glances at the still open door. “Maybe you should close the door, just in case. No one can know I’m here.”
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“Yeah…It must have.” Helena agrees. “Otherwise they wouldn’t have let us back down here, right?” They won’t ever let her, Helly, back down to the severed floor. She had proven herself to be too much of a problem, and Helena was assigned to play the part of Helly R. until Mark S. completed cold harbor. It wasn’t like she had a choice, anyways.
Helena blushed as Anya took her hands. She had seen the way Helly and Anya had interacted in the countless security tapes she had “borrowed” after the OTC, but she didn’t think she could ever get used to the way Anya looked at her so lovingly. She turned her head away slightly, not fully meeting Anya’s gaze.
“I’m okay, just stunned I guess.” Helena answers. “When I woke up, I must have been in my apartment. I mean…that’s that I’d assume.” Helena lies. She leaves out what she told MDR about the night gardener, already worrying they didn’t believe her very not well thought out lie. “And I did, but it was night by the time I got outside, so the sky just looked like a dark void.” Helena says. “It was still beautiful though, I hope I can show it to you someday.”
a slight change in demeanor is picked up on; the way 'helly' averts her gaze almost shyly, blushing when anya holds her hand... it's different than her usual confidence. anya can only assume that she must've seen something particularly upsetting out there... but what reason would she have to doubt 'helly's words? why would she lie?
❛ oh, i'd love to see it some day... the sky, i mean. maybe an apartment, too. i like to imagine that those look like cozier offices... ❜ there's a dreamy tone in her voice as she rubs the back of the other woman's hand with her thumb, smiling gently at her. ❛ what was it like? did you see people on the outside? do you, um... ❜
anya takes a deep breath, swallowing. ever since she got closer to helly, there had been a concern on the back of her mind. the idea of someone living a life outside of lumon was foreign to her, almost concerning. her smile falters for a moment, but remains in some nervous capacity.
❛ d- do you have a family out there? a partner, or children, or something...? just out of curiosity! ❜
“It definitely was, well at least from the brief look I got.” Helena replies. Helena smiles warmly back at Anya, nothing like the usual fake, wide smiles she's forced to make around other Lumon associates.
“Well…It was nice. It was refreshing to see something other than the awful fluorescent lights they have down here.” Helena chuckles. Helena notices when Anya’s smile falters.Trying to think of what Helly would do, Helena squeezes Anya’s hand reassuringly.
“No, I don’t think so,” Helena says. “My father…” Helena pauses, hesitating before deciding she could at least share a small part of her life with Anya, even if it was partly a lie. “He lives with me, I guess? I saw him briefly after I woke up.”
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Helena tensed in Anya's arms for a moment before relaxing, sinking into her warm embrace. She buried her face in Anya's shoulder, trying to savor any amount of affection that she could. Helena couldn't remember the last time she had been hugged, let alone with this much eagerness and care. "I—I missed you too." Helena says softly. "Yeah... Apparently they were transfers from another MDR branch, at least that's what Mark told us. Really fucking weird if you ask me." Helena didn't usually curse, her father had ingrained it into her that using such foul language was unladylike, but for the sake of imitating Helly she'd just have to deal with it.
anya smiles warmly, leaning into the hug and gently rubbing helly's back before she eventually pulls away from the hug. the smile doesn't leave her face as she regards the other woman. ❛ that does sound awfully weird... but it looks like whatever mark did about it worked out in the end, no? ❜
anya's innie is uninhibited by the pain of her life on the surface — and affectionate. even after breaking the hug, she still takes the other woman's hands into her own, giggling softly.
❛ it's just such a relief to see you! are you okay? what was life like out there? ❜ & then, asked with wonderment, ❛ did you get to see the sky? ❜
“Yeah…It must have.” Helena agrees. “Otherwise they wouldn’t have let us back down here, right?” They won’t ever let her, Helly, back down to the severed floor. She had proven herself to be too much of a problem, and Helena was assigned to play the part of Helly R. until Mark S. completed cold harbor. It wasn’t like she had a choice, anyways.
Helena blushed as Anya took her hands. She had seen the way Helly and Anya had interacted in the countless security tapes she had “borrowed” after the OTC, but she didn’t think she could ever get used to the way Anya looked at her so lovingly. She turned her head away slightly, not fully meeting Anya’s gaze.
“I’m okay, just stunned I guess.” Helena answers. “When I woke up, I must have been in my apartment. I mean…that’s that I’d assume.” Helena lies. She leaves out what she told MDR about the night gardener, already worrying they didn’t believe her very not well thought out lie. “And I did, but it was night by the time I got outside, so the sky just looked like a dark void.” Helena says. “It was still beautiful though, I hope I can show it to you someday.”
