052: In Which Cronus 1, Eris 0
[her voice sounds composed and focused, but perhaps a bit too overly-so, like someone trying so hard to sound sane that they actually sound a teensy bit insane. Also, weak. Because... you know. Sick.]
... well! It turns out there is an easy fix for unfortunate weight gain; a truly disgusting amount of sweating and vomiting. Delightful, Cronus, really. At least this gives me valuable insight into the mindset of the supermodels I've -- fuck one moment --
[a coughing fit insues, including some gagging but no actual vomiting this time around. After taking a moment to clear her throat, she... well, attempts a dismissive laugh but it only partly sounds like that and partly sounds like a nervous giggle]
Not quite. I haven't fucking eaten enough to be throwing it up again, Jesus. Well, I can wait out a fever, anyway.
[Filter: siblings but not Thanatos or Charon]
[Aaaand all of that forced composure is crumbling with the press of a couple buttons and an audible sigh, leaving Eris sounding somewhere between furious and, for very possibly the first time in a year and a half, helpless and desperate.]
... but maybe not panic attack after panic attack after fucking goddamn panic attack. Fucking... just... what do you even do about this? I'm seriously asking.
... well! It turns out there is an easy fix for unfortunate weight gain; a truly disgusting amount of sweating and vomiting. Delightful, Cronus, really. At least this gives me valuable insight into the mindset of the supermodels I've -- fuck one moment --
[a coughing fit insues, including some gagging but no actual vomiting this time around. After taking a moment to clear her throat, she... well, attempts a dismissive laugh but it only partly sounds like that and partly sounds like a nervous giggle]
Not quite. I haven't fucking eaten enough to be throwing it up again, Jesus. Well, I can wait out a fever, anyway.
[Filter: siblings but not Thanatos or Charon]
[Aaaand all of that forced composure is crumbling with the press of a couple buttons and an audible sigh, leaving Eris sounding somewhere between furious and, for very possibly the first time in a year and a half, helpless and desperate.]
... but maybe not panic attack after panic attack after fucking goddamn panic attack. Fucking... just... what do you even do about this? I'm seriously asking.