My fair faire

[sunflowerfields]

Who: Erryone
When: Day 170, right before leaving for Heartstone Manor
Where: The cookhouse
What: dinner and a show A crash course in table etiquette, and/or your chance to get your bad behavior out of your system.
Warnings: Watch your damn language.



With the threat of behave or die hanging over their heads, Hinawa is feeling very nervous. She's only tangentially familiar with the rules and regulations of formal dining and mingling, having only experienced it for the first time during the Celebration, and for the most part she's just a simple country gal. The last thing she wants is to get everyone in trouble because she used the wrong fork, and she can't help but feel like she's not the only one, so she comes up with a plan!

She only hopes it'll be enough.

[This is a mingle-ish! Jump on in!]

Comments

[amusicaladventure]

"What'd I just say, Cee?" Ash released Carly just enough to give her a little shake. "You are strong. You just don't see it because you're looking for the wrong kind of strength."

[fortuneglass]

"Then how am I supposed to find the right kind? How do I do that?"

[amusicaladventure]

"You look for it, and you see it. I can see it. If you don't know where to look... then listen to where I'm telling you to go."

She gave Carly's shoulders a reassuring squeeze.

[fortuneglass]

It's quite reassuring-far more reassuring than most have been, aside from, go figure, Strange. Carly takes a shuddering breath, but no words can come out.

Instead she just finds herself pulling the other close into a hug, clinging as she breaks. They aren't even there, and it feels as though the world is preparing to crumble beneath their feet, no sign of what will happen when it finally does-

...But somehow having someone else telling her she can handle it helps, even if she can't feel that strong right now.

[amusicaladventure]

If Ash was good for one thing, it was hugs. She was tall, strong, and soft; her hugs could practically smother in comfort, when she was putting her all into them.

"We've been through worse, too. This won't be Portland. Or Hell. And you got through all of those too."

this seems a good end,,,sob,,,

[fortuneglass]

Carly just shudders. Shudders, and holds the other, breathing in deep. "....I just hope you're right," she says quietly, her words barely a whisper.

"I hope you're right."