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rebellion β’ recruit β’ 16yrs β’ apnea, perception distortion β’ 5'0 β’ cis female β’ aro-ace
location; broom cupboard β’ mentions; n/a β’ tags; edie
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rebellion β’ recruit β’ 16yrs β’ apnea, perception distortion β’ 5'0 β’ cis female β’ aro-ace
location; broom cupboard β’ mentions; n/a β’ tags; edie
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A sulky silence answered the advisor's knock, the complete absence of a reply somehow conveying heavy discontent. A moment later, the door to Avie's sanctuary was flung open, and the girl was left blinking against the glaring hallways lights. She wore an expression of weary annoyance as she extracted herself out of the dusty cupboard. It brightened involuntarily for a heartbeat at the sight of Edie, before settling into a well-practiced mask of indifference.
This new base certainly didn't lack crawlspaces, but Avie much preferred the old base. There was just so much dust, too many random boxes, and rebels wandering around with a vaguely lost, heart-sick air about them. From the look on Edie's face, the advisor agreed with her. She was halfway tempted to crawl back into her little hiding hole, and maybe invite Edie in as well. Perhaps. If she promised not to yell at her for the stolen jacket she'd stashed in the back.
No, Edie probably would get her in trouble. It was a jacket she'd quite liked, if Avie recalled correctly. Heaving an airless sigh, the tiny recruit swung the cupboard door shut, hopefully in time to conceal the stolen garment from Edie's sharp eyes.
Side-eyeing her, Avie sidled up closer, and proceeded to shake her shoulder-length black hair free of the sizable collection of dust bunnies she'd accumulated. Delicately, she reached up and brushed a stray cobweb off of Edie's shoulder, gray eyes rounded in innocence. Sneezed too, for good measure.
And then she ruined the act by opening her mouth. "What lunch? Nobody's cooking. They're all too busy moping to unpack the pots. We've had sandwiches for a week straight."
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rebellion β’ medic β’ 22yrs β’ hypnotic voice, wind manipulation β’ 5'7 β’ cis female β’ heteroflexible
location; dorm β’ mentions; kai β’ tags; sie
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rebellion β’ medic β’ 22yrs β’ hypnotic voice, wind manipulation β’ 5'7 β’ cis female β’ heteroflexible
location; dorm β’ mentions; kai β’ tags; sie
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Cherry candy rattling against the back of her teeth, Isia stretched out atop her new bunk. Having shoved her meagre pile of spare clothes into her assigned locker within the first five seconds, she simply lay there and listened to Sie's playful rant, amusement tugging up the corners of her mouth. "Can't relate. Maybe you should sneak up there tonight and roll him off. Then you can plead concern for his inability to stay put, and claim top bunk for yourself." Flashing her friend a conspiring grin, she rolled onto her stomach, propping herself up on her elbows as she peered down. "I'll help. Might take two to move that massive lump."
Crunching the hard candy, she let herself go boneless, slumping face-first into the mattress. Her groan was muffled by the fabric as her aching back muscles unclenched for the first time in what felt like eons. "Honor, integrity, top bunk, who cares what the motivation was? We're all here now. And I, for one, am sorely regretting it. Quite literally." She shuffled forward so her head hung off the foot of the bunk, giving the stacked boxes visible in the hall through the open door a dirty glare. "I never would have joined this stupid rebellion if I'd known that I'd be just in time for moving day. Week. Year. Century. Who knew medical equipment could weight so much?"
Her emphatic head shaking sent her heavy braid swinging back and forth in the air, trailing off the bunk like Rapunzel's in the fairy tale tower. Catching Sie's eye, she gave a dramatic swoon, hand to her forehead and tone pleading. "Could I bribe you into lending me your services as a masseuse? You give the very best massages. And I'll return the favor, of course."