Her shoulder, an ode to an evening, such ambitions. [CLOSED]

[bloodychainsaw]

Characters: Grell Sutcliff and Uni Giglio Nero
Content: Just a conversation before Grell goes off to join the search.
Setting: Fiertia's infirmary, while the ship is at Tulgim.
Time: Early afternoon-ish?
Warnings: Talking about everything, even death.

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[onlyluminous]

"Grell," she greeted softly. There were only a few people she called by their first names, and even then very rarely; but things were changing. She could feel the shift in momentum in the air, as sharp as the knife-like chill of Tulgim, but it did not disquiet her as much as it could have.

Another person would have called it freedom. Uni of the Giglio Nero, now known as Uni Ninfea, called it death.

"Please come in," she said, rising and drawing her own cloak, lined with white fur, more tightly around her shoulders. "If you are cold, there is tea." She indicated the tea tray she had been occupied with arranging, its porcelain oddly fine against the backdrop of the mercenary ship's infirmary.

[bloodychainsaw]

Giving her a slight nod, he allowed himself inside, closing the door behind him before anymore cold air gets into the room. He hasn't been into the infirmary much, but he barely had any medical issues that needed attention plus the man finds Uni a good person. And there used to be only her as the doctor, but since there is two more, she doesn't seem to be lonely.

"Ah, I'm fine for now. Thank you anyways." With both hands, Grell pushed his luscious red earmuffs down, letting them hang on his neck so he can hear her better. He took a seat on a nearby bed, crossing his legs while looking at the healer.

[onlyluminous]

Uni smiled, a little sadly, as the boatswain entered. A splash of color in the sterile interior of the infirmary. Vivid red against white and gray -- almost like blood -- and she blinked, breathed, tried not to let the memories overwhelm her.

"Thank you for humoring me," she said, taking up her own teacup and lifting it to her lips. "I wouldn't want to take up too much of your time, but certain things have happened lately that require answers." Normally Uni would hesitate to speak of the matters that still bound her to the Giglio Nero, its duties and the other, less benign aspects that inevitably came with being such a corporate giant. In fact, normally Uni wouldn't have spoken at all.

But if there was something the last few days had taught her, it was this: if she did not change, she would die.

Or her people would. It was almost the same thing.

So the blue eyes that lifted to fix on Grell's face were unafraid and very clear. "I was hoping you would be willing to help. If only for this."

[bloodychainsaw]

And he lightly smiled back, his sharp teeth shining a bit in the dim light. He noticed as well that he stands out so much from the white and grey room. It's almost like he's just a giant red doll, sitting in a colorless room. "Oh no, it's alright to take up my time." He'll always give his ears and attention to listen to his friend's or anyone in the crew's troubles. It's part of his job a bit.

But, seeing the clearness in her eyes, this must be something serious. Everyone has their secrets and some choose others to share them with and then they get involved into the situation.

And if she needs answers for something, Grell might as well have to answer to her. But, he wonders if it involves him in any way.

"If assistance is what you need, then I'll do whatever I can do help, my dear."