[For whatever reason, Nic elected to play cards with Phoenix a second time!! It's fine. Either way, shortly after they've started playing, it's time for another one of those crazy memory shares!!!
Waking up sore and disoriented if not for the now familiar smell of smoke and antiseptic that defines Theo's clinic. Nina's sleeping in a chair next to his bed, her hand clutching his. So immpossibly small and fragile. It's terrifying, but only because he's long made the mistake of caring about this girl. Her sleeping face is so peaceful, and she deserves to be able to look that content all the time. He's long since decided he'll do whatever it takes to keep Nina, Theo, and their damn clinic safe. He can think of few things more important than that.
Worick wanders into his field of vision, inquiring after how he feels as if the answer isn't obvious. Nic's barely paying attention until his face hardens and he says, clear as day;
You make me use that "order" thing over and over again. Don't you, Mr. Twilight?
A complaint, maybe. Or just a tired observation. Nothing seeking an answer because they both already know it. And just as quickly, the memory fades out. And Nic simply frowns down at his cards wondering if maybe they can both pretend that didn't happen.]
[ this has already happened to phoenix a few times, but it's still weird and strange every time. there's a tug of familiarity however, when he sees the young girl sleeping in the chair. ]
[ unfortunately for nic, he's got no such luck. ]
Huh. Wouldn't have taken you for such a softie for kids... Mr. Twilight.
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week 3, wednesday
Waking up sore and disoriented if not for the now familiar smell of smoke and antiseptic that defines Theo's clinic. Nina's sleeping in a chair next to his bed, her hand clutching his. So immpossibly small and fragile. It's terrifying, but only because he's long made the mistake of caring about this girl. Her sleeping face is so peaceful, and she deserves to be able to look that content all the time. He's long since decided he'll do whatever it takes to keep Nina, Theo, and their damn clinic safe. He can think of few things more important than that.
Worick wanders into his field of vision, inquiring after how he feels as if the answer isn't obvious. Nic's barely paying attention until his face hardens and he says, clear as day;
You make me use that "order" thing over and over again. Don't you, Mr. Twilight?
A complaint, maybe. Or just a tired observation. Nothing seeking an answer because they both already know it. And just as quickly, the memory fades out. And Nic simply frowns down at his cards wondering if maybe they can both pretend that didn't happen.]
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[ this has already happened to phoenix a few times, but it's still weird and strange every time. there's a tug of familiarity however, when he sees the young girl sleeping in the chair. ]
[ unfortunately for nic, he's got no such luck. ]
Huh. Wouldn't have taken you for such a softie for kids... Mr. Twilight.
[ gentle teasing ]
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Why shouldn't I be? Nina's a good girl.
[Defensive!!!!]