[Jael is sitting in the hall of the barracks across from her room, knees drawn up close to her chest and arms wrapped around her knees as she stares with wide eyes at the door to her room
( Read more... )
/he can totally speak English/Common/whatever by now!angleofscienceOctober 21 2011, 18:41:34 UTC
[Jetfire's been wandering, quietly stunned over the... er. Talking vegetables. Whispers, screams, pleading. It's confusing, and it was slightly unsettling, but this is just... vegetables. The outpouring of fear and upset has Jetfire confused, but he's not insensitive enough to the reactions of upset that he isn't concerned when he comes upon Jael.]
Are you all right?
[He doesn't touch her, just kneels by her side, a hand on the ground close to her. He hopes his appearance won't upset her as much as - he assumes - all this noise and the... pumpkins? are, but he couldn't just leave her like that, so he takes a chance.]
[It takes a moment for Jael to tear her eyes away from the door to look at Jetfire. She stares at him blankly for a moment - honestly he's not the weirdest looking thing she's ever seen - before blindly patting the ground next to her for her pad of paper. It takes her a moment to stop her hands shaking long enough to write something down before holding it up for Jetfire to see. It's shaky but readable.]
But he'll probably mess up anyway. :|angleofscienceOctober 21 2011, 19:08:54 UTC
[And what do you say to that, truly? It takes but a second or so to find the correct meaning and the implication of "children" in this instance, and he vents softly.]
But they are not here, right? They haven't... ah, no matter if what have been said to us is true or not, those were... vegetables. In the likeliness of your children, yes, but they haven't died a... second time. It'll... be all right.
[Is that even what you should say? He's aware he might be saying the wrong things, and he lifts the hand he'd braced on the floor, slowly, to barely brush it down her head.
He's not very intiuitive about comfort... even less alien comfort, but he'll try.]
[Jael looks a little surprised when Jetfire touches her, but gives him a shaky smile anyway. She sniffs and reaches up to wipe at the tears on her face before slowly writing some more.]
You are right. I thought I had already come to terms with the fact I will probably never see them again, so waking up to those things screaming and rotting was particularly horrifying.
[She shudders and looks back at her door. Yeah, she's not going back in there any time soon, even if she has to wander around dressed like this for a few hours.]
Comments 44
Are you all right?
[He doesn't touch her, just kneels by her side, a hand on the ground close to her. He hopes his appearance won't upset her as much as - he assumes - all this noise and the... pumpkins? are, but he couldn't just leave her like that, so he takes a chance.]
Reply
they screamed and rotted
[She tears up suddenly and writes some more.]
they had the faces of my children
Reply
But they are not here, right? They haven't... ah, no matter if what have been said to us is true or not, those were... vegetables. In the likeliness of your children, yes, but they haven't died a... second time. It'll... be all right.
[Is that even what you should say? He's aware he might be saying the wrong things, and he lifts the hand he'd braced on the floor, slowly, to barely brush it down her head.
He's not very intiuitive about comfort... even less alien comfort, but he'll try.]
Reply
You are right. I thought I had already come to terms with the fact I will probably never see them again, so waking up to those things screaming and rotting was particularly horrifying.
[She shudders and looks back at her door. Yeah, she's not going back in there any time soon, even if she has to wander around dressed like this for a few hours.]
Reply
Leave a comment