♊ 08 ♊ [Text] [Backdated(?) to right after Sollux gets out of the stocks]

[thii2ii22tupiid]

you're all fuckiing moron2.

((ooc eta: if you want to have someone talk to sollux while he's still in the stocks, it can be tacked onto this thread or i guess just leave a note that its backdated in this thing or something.))

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Late morning - afternoon after Sollux's release.

[halfbrokenwings]

[After coming upon and tending to Alex and Joe because she arrived late to see the person she wanted to see first. Isabella quickly ran through the places she knew of, looking for Sollux.

She felt rotten.

She should have been there. Was planning it! Had it all prepared and then, Talia. She knew it was the Herald. She hadn't quite worked out all of the feelings on that yet.

Isabella came upon Sollux's door, it was the last place she looked, perhaps it should have been the first. She hesitates for a moment, frightened at the consequences for having been laid out for the evening.

She knocks softly at the door.]

S-sollux?

[thii2ii22tupiid]

*Despite how tired he was and how much he wanted to be left alone, Sollux's door wasn't locked. In fact it wasn't even closed all the way, so it swings open slightly as Isa knocks.
Sollux is laying on the bed but not asleep, and he turns towards the door as it opens, then sits up as she speaks.*

...IB.

*He looks very tired, and sounds rather hollow.*

[halfbrokenwings]

[She swallows past the ball that suddenly grew in her throat. Seeing Sollux like this... it hurts. The guilt is eating her.]

I'm sorry.

[And she succeeds in not allowing any of the tears begging to fall, cross that threshold.]

D-do you... I-i can go i-if you want me to.

[thii2ii22tupiid]

*He hesitates, and doesn't quite manage to look at her.*

No, you can stay. I just didn't expect to see you.

[halfbrokenwings]

[She hesitates still, from entering. His words cut to the quick. A tear falls.]

I t-tried. I was coming back. Talia.

[She looks up at the ceiling, blinking rapidly. Trying not to breakdown. She clutches the shirt she brought tightly and looks back to the figure on the bed.]

I'm sorry, Sollux.

[thii2ii22tupiid]

Talia?

*Talia had said she made sure Isabella made it to her room...she hadn't done something to Isa like she'd done to Kevas, had she? Sollux frowns, not really sure what to make of that.
Maybe he should have known better than to trust the mind-speaker to take care of his friend, even if she called Isa a friend as well.*

...its alright. Its not your fault.

*His voice doesn't lose the tired, hollow and nearly monotone feel it has, but he tries to give her a little smile.
Tries and mostly fails, then abandons it seconds later, but it was there.*

[halfbrokenwings]

[She still hears the flatness to his voice but sees a smile offered for a moment. She offers one as well, lingering a little longer. An apology. Then, it too was gone.

The guilt did not go away, but loosened it's hold enough for her to make a cautious entrance to Sollux's room. A few downy feathers drift in behind her. ]

It feels like it.

[She speaks quietly and cautiously holds out the shirt for Sollux.]

For you. For later.

[thii2ii22tupiid]

Its not.

*He can't really help the flatness in his voice, Sollux is flat out exhausted but hasn't managed to get to sleep yet. He was too sore.
Sollux blinks and looks up at the shirt, taking it after a moment.*

Ah...thanks.

*Then his gaze drifts to the fallen feathers.*

You're, ah, shedding.

[halfbrokenwings]

[She stands there a little awkwardly, as he takes the shirt. She will not argue with him. He was right even though her heart was aching and telling her that he was wrong.

She blinks and as his gaze drifts she follows it to see what he was talking about.]

Oh! Ah, molting.

[There is a sad half-smile on Isabella's face.]

Stress. It happens when I'm under stress.

[thii2ii22tupiid]

*Sollux drops the shirt on the bed next to him, still staring at the feathers.*

Oh...sorry.

[halfbrokenwings]

Now.

[She sighs and slumps down to the floor to sit.]

Nothing to be sorry for. That is my problem. It, just itches.

[Another few feathers float on the air currents she stirred up.]

And they tend to get everywhere.

[thii2ii22tupiid]

No...I...

*He trails off, not really sure there's even a point in voicing 'its my fault.'
Sollux stands up and moves over to her, holding out a hand.*

Its okay, I don't mind a few feathers.

[halfbrokenwings]

[Isabella looks up at him and takes his hand. She stands up with his help. She's rather overwhelmed and it's only a heart beat later that she puts her hands on his shoulders and gives him a strange hug- since she knew better than to put her arms on his back. ]

Thanks.

[thii2ii22tupiid]

*To be honest, Sollux does not really know what a hug is aside from 'these things isa keeps giving him.' He awkwardly puts one arm around her for a moment, then waits for her to finish. When she lets go he'll lead her to the bed and sit down.*

You don't need to sit on the floor.

[halfbrokenwings]

[A bit more of a smile returns and she sits next to him.]

You. Probably should sleep.

[She offers as explanation for why she sat on the floor.]

Or... well. Are you hungry?

[Idiot. Why didn't you bring any food?]

[thii2ii22tupiid]

I was trying to, but I don't think I will anytime soon.

*He shakes his head to her question.*

I got some food already.