#im ill!

[jerseyclown]

now that im back here forced to confront myself let me remember my body is not an enemy and i am familiar to myself and all that i am is both acceptable and whole

[dawnblazr]

❝ i don't usually talk this much, it just feels easy to say stuff when you're listening. ❞ for sciel!!

muses getting to know each other starters

❝ oh, i know . ❞ lune is a researcher, a woman of science . she deals in fact, &. fact itself rarely necessitates flowery words &. needless exposition . vaguely, if she reaches far enough back in this life hers, she thinks she can recall hearing the sentiment that ' the less words i need to use, the more time i save ' .

succinct to a fault, she is . ah , but is that not a part of her charm ?

is it cruel, then, that sciel knows this, uses this to her advantage ? anyone with ears knows that lune is not prone to losing herself in speech— hells, even those without ears . monoco does comment on it from time to time, certainly to lune's consternation if the expression sciel spies on her visage any time it occurs is anything to go off of . &. sciel, bubbly &. positive sciel, keeps a keener eye on the expeditioners— her expeditioners, dear as they all are, than anyone .

lune does not talk this much, &. she is also aware enough to notice it . sciel cannot hide away the bemused smile that paints its way upon pale lips, &. she shakes her head in dismissive fashion . ❝ if you mean to apologize, don't bother . ❞ she leans in then, giving the other woman a kindly nudge against the shoulder— close enough the brilliant white light of the prior expeditioners' journal lune holds illuminates not only the moon, but the sky too .

❝ i rather pride myself on my listening ... so please— don't stop . if you're worried of my disinterest, i can promise you this: you'll always have my ear, lune . &. most eagerly . ❞

[peacockbutch]

i am dead i am like literally dead