1x1 Silent Symphony & Of the Falls

[Falls]

Tessa rolled her eyes at Lucien's jest about Vicente, glancing up when the Fort came into view. "I'm sure he left well enough alone," she mumbled. "It's odd that he's so ignorant about all things modern. He's had just as much time as the rest of us to get use to it."

[Veins Of Opal]

"I'm sure you can ask him about that, then." Lucien said simply in reply as they approached the Fort, and he bent down to the steel hatch, sliding his hand to grasp the handle as he pulled it open. He held it open for Tessa to climb down into the Fort, flicking his brown eyed gaze to her as he softly sighed.

[Falls]

Tessa eyed the hatch warily as it was held open for her, not particularly eager to take on a ladder with the state of her leg. But Lucien said it was getting better, so she might as well act like it was getting better as well. After lowering her crutch through the hole she limped to the ladder and carefully descended down into the Fort.

[Veins Of Opal]

Lucien descended the ladder after her, shutting the hatch as he entered. Hopped down onto the floor, he went over to the dresser, shuffling through the items ind ingredients, pulling out a pair of hemostats to remove the stitched. He frowned, arching a brow at Tessa. "Either put on shorts or take your pants off. I can't remove stitches through cloth." he said with a light smirk, amusement lining his voice as he spoke.

((Sorry if my responses are slow, I'm drawing. c: ))

[Falls]

Tessa spluttered for a moment before turning and storming towards the door to go change into shorts, her delicate hands cleanched into fists. A sudden thought stopped her in the doorway though and she turned slightly, eyeing Lucien. "I don't remember waking up in bloody clothes after the incident. Did you...?" Her voice trailed off there.

[Veins Of Opal]

Lucien heaved a sigh at her question, before responding; "Would you rather have woken up in bloody clothes?" he asked, which cryptically answered the question Tessa had asked. He put his hand on his hip, idly opening and closing the hemostats as he looked to Tessa, a slight frown upon his lips. He'd imagined that she'd come to ask sooner or later. Besides, it wasn't a big deal to Lucien.

[Falls]

Well, now Tessa felt pretty humiliated. How much had Lucien seen? She tried to remember which articles of clothing were fresh when she woke, but she'd really been too wiped out to notice or care. She turned away without another word, walking hastily down the hall as her pale cheeks grew flushed. She wondered what Lucien had thought about all of it. If he ever showed any indication of having enjoyed it she would deck him so hard, there'd be a dent in his face. Or atleast, she'd try to. She turned at Lucien's room and locked the door behind her, mentally reminding herself to drive to town sometime so that she could buy some clothes and stop mooching off of Lucien. After changing into a pair of simple gym shorts, she walked out and back to the living room, keeping her eyes on the ground as she plopped down onto her favorite green couch.

[Veins Of Opal]

Lucien gave a bored sigh as she went to change, and he ran a hand over the scar on his shoulder from the bullet wound. It was finally all healed up now, but it left a decent scar, as had Tessa's injuries. He didn't assume it was possible to get out of an assault like she had unscarred. He lifted his brown eyes as she entered the room and sat down on the couch. He went over, placing himself beside her on the green couch. He carefully set to work on removing the stitches in her leg once he had assessed the injury to be healed enough to last without the stitches.

[Falls]

Tessa turned her face away and propped her chin up on her hand, preferring to not look at the mottled wound on her leg while Lucien pulled the stitches out. She frowned softly as she thought, finally speaking up as she stared idly at the wall. "I sometimes have nightmares about the one that came to kill me. He stabs me and toys with me and laughs when I scream." She turned her head to look at Lucien. "Do you ever get nightmares from your job?"

[Veins Of Opal]

Lucien frowned as she spoke, pausing in his work as he decided whether to tell her or not. "I've only ever gotten two recurring nightmares from my profession." he spoke hesitantly before he snipped the last stitch and pulled it from the skin. He stood and walked over to the trash bin, dumping the stitches from his hand and into the bin, sighing softly.