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[queenofmay]

[OOC: You know when your life sucks.

Sometimes to remind you just how much your life sucks, they throw in a festival.

But instead of getting a nifty, neat episodic conclusion, Marian found The Door. Which meant returning to work in the House of Arch for Little Lady Ingress. Which ended of course, naturally and normally. But almost produced a

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[cutting_edgex23]

X slips into a seat at Marian's table, studying the other woman's hands.

She does not say anything, but eventually she looks back up at Marian's face.

Still silent.

[queenofmay]

Marian's gaze shifted when the seat moved, even though it was a quiet movement. The girls eyes on her hands caused her to look back and involuntarily squeeze them suddenly. She was, perhaps, not quite ready for someone, beyond the someone she'd exploded upon, to realize just how grand her confusion was.

When she looked back up, she found herself staring into blue silent eyes, and at a loss for what exactly to say. Which caused her first to glance at the table, and then back up again.

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"You are not all right."

She smells--off.

Green eyes narrow slightly as she studies the other woman.

[queenofmay]

Marian pressed her lips together, entirely betraying the part of her ready to give off half a dozen responses to the contrary, but she let out a breath between her lips and shook her head.

"No."

There was a breath, that tried but never became a part-laugh.

"Not alright is a very good word for it."

[cutting_edgex23]

"But you are not hurt."

X is checking.

Marian does not smell like blood, but--

Better safe than sorry.

[queenofmay]

Marian raised her eyebrows, as if curious to the way she said it more than what she'd said, but shook her head as she reached out for her tea cup again.

"It would be easier that way, wouldn't it? When there are wounds, there are simple ways to fix recognizable problems."

[cutting_edgex23]

"When you do not die."

X is good at blunt.

[queenofmay]

"I should not think it was your own problem anymore if you were dead," Marian countered, brow arching slightly.

[cutting_edgex23]

"I do not like being dead."

She knows the feeling well.

Or at least the feeling of being near-death.

[queenofmay]

This comment did at least stump Marian, who's brow lowered to furrow because it was not anything like what she expected to come back.

"You're dead?"

[cutting_edgex23]

X shakes her head.

"No."

Beat.

"I heal quickly."

[queenofmay]

That was curious.

"I do not think I would like being even that close to dead either."

[cutting_edgex23]

"No."

X shakes her head again, sounding fierce.

"You would not."

[queenofmay]

"Why do you know so much about being close to death?"

[cutting_edgex23]

X shrugs.

"I am a weapon."

Beat.

"People do not like that."

[queenofmay]

"You are a person."

This may have come out stronger than she meant, even edged in confusion.

"Not a weapon."