cass, cassie
she/her
seventeen
november 7th
petalburg city, hoenn
grey-aroace
student (private school)
civilian
i used to dream in the dark of palisades park.
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POSTED ON Apr 25, 2024 22:37:06 GMT
Cass somehow musters a smile at Thea's compliment, even if it also turns out grim, the concern and worry not quite fading. It'd take some time longer for the apathy to stop clinging to her, but maybe- maybe it'd be better that way, too. "I can't ... it's hard seeing it like this," she replies, before it's time for work- and then for a shower.
She'd get to Knight's hair first, smiling faintly as she sorts it out neatly, "Now it's all flat like a bob," she comments with a quiet laugh that gets drowned out by the water pouring down on them. Then, it's Thea's turn, and she gets focused on her friend's hair, too - laying it out flat and neat, with nothing else but water and oil sticking to it (she couldn't do anything about the grime-grime until they've maybe gotten shampoo ... but probably not).
It's a few moments of normalcy that she indulges in, figuring out for a moment that there's a whole person inside of her. It's scary, now that she thinks about it, how quickly she's come to compartmentalise, but ... nothing surprising. (Everything to survive.)
Walking back with Thea and Knight by her side, she feels herself slip away again, but it's nice, knowing and feeling these two close. She's walking close to Thea, welcoming the embrace, while also holding out one hand to grasp Knight's hand somehow. A pile of three, with her eyes fixed on these fleshy tubes ... She turns to Thea, swaying slightly as if indecisive. "But maybe it'll be better to know ..." she says, but does as Thea says - most of the time. Her gaze is still drawn to the tubes, until they reach the end of the hallways.
She looks back again, but is quickly lured away by fresh clothing. "I think so too," she agrees with Knight, frowning slightly. "I'm not sure I'll like them much after this ..." For now, it's nice, however, and she changes clothes. Almost feeling clean and alright, but the wet mess of her hair reminds her of the dire situation. They're also quickly herded back to the cells.
"Will it really be alright?" Cass murmurs, despite also already taking place on the bed. "Maybe we can figure out to squeeze us three up here?" she suggests, but ... yeah, it's a tight fit. "We're not that tall, after all ..." And it's a horrific time. While she wouldn't want to give up a bed if (most likely) both of her friends offer, she also doesn't want Knight to be cold and have an unrestful night ... whatever this night might be.
Ultimately, she'd be too tired to argue or think on much, and she'd drift off to sleep soon enough. Her arms are wrapped tightly around whoever's sharing the bed with her (whether it's one or two), recovering from the ice shower and the tiring, exhausting day.
She wishes for a dark, black dreamscape, but instead ...
A city?
Knight Naito Thea Naito tl;dr dummy ward - washes knight & thea's hair - walking back through the hallway, upon thea's insistence, she'd not stare at the fleshy tubes too much (but she still stares) - changes clothes, gets back into the cell - ultimately takes a shared (with thea and/or knight) spot on the bed and falls asleep - (dream city time, but she's not gonna ask anything of importance)
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