#praesiidiium

[schdnfrud]

  @praesiidiium  said:  “You need to eat something, you’ve been through a lot today.”

    injuries  prompts  /  accepting  !

             ‘  i  go  through  a lot  EVERYDAY.  ‘       HE  SNAPPED  back  with  a  rapid  response  ,  immediately  regretting  his  decision  to  reply  so  aggressively.  perhaps  they  were  right  ...  a  sigh  leaves  his  mouth  ,  wiping  away  the  blood  and  grime  from  his  face.                ‘  i  ...  apologize.  food  isn’t  necessarily  a  main  priority  to  me.  which  also  means  i  ...  have  none  of.  ‘

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@praesiidiium​

       “Hmm? Oh, its nothing. Don’t worry about it.” Mya lets Al hold up her hand, but she doesn’t bother opening her eyes - further driving home that she doesn’t want to talk about the bruising on the back of her hand.

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  STARTER CALL |  @praesiidiium !

            “  i am a DOCTOR ----- -- you täusche. it’s mein JOB to help people in need. are you really going to DIE because you vere too stubborn to let me zee your vound ?  “

[schdnfrud]

“ @praesiidiium. /  sc.

           ‘  vould  you  like  somezing  to  bite  on  ?  ‘

[schdnfrud]

“ ; @praesiidiium.

            “  you’re stupider zan you LOOK if you truly believe zat you can solve zis. be my guest ,  arschgeige. “

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❛  i love saying “my wife”, it sounds so adult.  ❜

      A small giggle leaves her as she turns her head to where Allison was sitting. “I know, right? I love it too.”Mya replied, striding over and plopping down in her wife’s lap. “I love you.”

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‘ you are a looker , aren’t you ? ’

       “I bet you say that to all the girls.”

       Mya had already been standing pretty close, but she closed the the gap between the two of them a second later. Whether or not it was the drink she’d had earlier that gave her the confidence to to act, she wasn’t sure. Not that it mattered now with her body slowly pressing up against the other. She brought her arms up to wrap around the back of Al’s neck and gently pulled them down to her height. Even with them bent down, she still had to stand up on the tips of her feet to reach where she wanted to.

        Starting at Al’s cheekbone, Mya planted a line of soft kisses down their face, stopping just before reaching their mouth. She looked into their eyes then, mainly making sure her actions were acceptable, but also wondering if Al might make a move of their own.

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@praesiidiium​ xxx

      Mya hadn’t truly meant to insinuate that she didn’t trust Allison. In fact, there probably wasn’t anyone she trusted more. Recent events had just been... Taxing, to say the least. She wanted to be stronger, she had been trying her best to work at it, but she was slipping. The drained, pale face of the man they left to die haunted Mya. She saw him in her dreams and while she was awake. Accepting that they’d had no other choice but to leave him was a challenge for her, one she might not overcome anytime soon.

      “I... I know.” Mya grimaces at some of Allison’s words, but nods slowly along with them. Her wife is right - of course she’s right. but who can say if that makes her feel much better in the moment.

      “I’m sorry.” She takes one of Allison’s hands from her shoulder and holds it in both of her own, gently stroking her fingers over it before bringing it to her mouth for a light kiss. “Obviously, if it came down to it... I’d choose you too. Always.”