Maeve
Why do you care what happens to me? There is an answer for Aurelia somewhere in her mind. Words that she would absolutely say if she wasn't busy rushing to the bathroom to puke her guts up. Maeve heaves until there isn't anything left, bracing herself against the toilet, feeling flush and cold all at once. Vaguely she hears Aurelia approaching, the sound of her steps echoing down the hall, her voice calling out her name is muffled. The Arbiter seems as if she's a thousand yards away or perhaps like her head is under water. Her hair is drawn back from her face, held at the nape of her neck so it doesn't get in the way, a soft hand on her back. She spits what remaining acid that lingers in her mouth into the toilet, lifting a trembling hand to flush, drawing back in time to take the towel from Aurelia.
Maeve wipes roughly at her mouth, leaning heavily against the wall, knees drawing up as she closes her eyes against the lights. There is a moment where she thinks she might get sick again, but it passes in time for her to focus on what Aurelia is saying. "No- No it isn't you." Plenty of it was a shock. The fact that Hotaru was pregnant and that Aurelia was considering killing her herself. It was too much, truthfully. That wasn't what made her sick.
"I've been feeling off the last week, but I thought that I was just drinking too much. Indulging more than I should, not getting enough sleep, stress over Locke, but now..." She trails off, drawing in a weak breath that almost burns, but she powers through. Maeve lifts her eyes to the other woman, cheeks flushed pink and sweat on her brow, hair sticking lightly to her temples as she catches her breath. Now she isn't sure what to think. She's scared of the possibility of what this might mean. Maeve doesn't dare to let her mind wander, fear suddenly spiking through her heart, anxiety threatening to make her sick all over again.
Maeve wipes roughly at her mouth, leaning heavily against the wall, knees drawing up as she closes her eyes against the lights. There is a moment where she thinks she might get sick again, but it passes in time for her to focus on what Aurelia is saying. "No- No it isn't you." Plenty of it was a shock. The fact that Hotaru was pregnant and that Aurelia was considering killing her herself. It was too much, truthfully. That wasn't what made her sick.
"I've been feeling off the last week, but I thought that I was just drinking too much. Indulging more than I should, not getting enough sleep, stress over Locke, but now..." She trails off, drawing in a weak breath that almost burns, but she powers through. Maeve lifts her eyes to the other woman, cheeks flushed pink and sweat on her brow, hair sticking lightly to her temples as she catches her breath. Now she isn't sure what to think. She's scared of the possibility of what this might mean. Maeve doesn't dare to let her mind wander, fear suddenly spiking through her heart, anxiety threatening to make her sick all over again.
Poor little girl
still waiting for her happy ending
still waiting for her happy ending
