misstrust: (How's that for a happy thought?)

[personal profile] misstrust 2020-10-05 01:04 am (UTC)(link)
... I think I'll have to take you up on your offer to eat them later, as delicious as they smell. [ With a quietly apologetic smile that's a little frayed at the edges. ]

I don't have much of an appetite right now.
misstrust: (Touchdown.)

[personal profile] misstrust 2020-10-05 01:11 am (UTC)(link)
Conversation sounds like a pleasant enough substitute for the time being.

[ Maybe. Hopefully. She's not sure if she wants to talk about feelings, but talking is a good distraction in and of itself. ]
misstrust: (It's against the rules)

[personal profile] misstrust 2020-10-05 01:19 am (UTC)(link)
... Frustrated.

[ And sit down she does, closing her eyes briefly. ]

When I first met Virid, there was something about him that reminded me of... [ She trails off, shakes her head. ]

I wanted to see if I could get him to smile. To have him know what it was like to have fun. But I wasn't able to get through to him. In the end, he didn't seem to understand any of that, or what it felt like to care for someone you didn't truly know.

... Which is understandable, I can't say I blame him there. Most people aren't like that.
misstrust: (A nasty old abstinence rally)

[personal profile] misstrust 2020-10-05 02:05 am (UTC)(link)
I don't know about daunting...

[ Dorothy's gaze is weary when she opens her eyes again. ]

I just know what it feels like when no one reaches their hand out to you. It's not a feeling I'd wish on anyone.
misstrust: (Where have you been all my life?)

[personal profile] misstrust 2020-10-05 02:51 am (UTC)(link)
... Thanks. [ With a huff of a breathless laugh as she straightens in her seat. ]

But yes, I did. [ Rather calmly. ] I ran away from home because I thought if no one was going to help me, then I needed to save myself.
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misstrust: I'm dead! (So many regrets)

[personal profile] misstrust 2020-10-05 04:14 am (UTC)(link)
A bit. Obviously, I wasn't pushed to the point where I thought I had to defeat anyone... but I did feel as though I was in a very dark place for a long time.

[ Carefully, she flaps a hand. ]

And now, here I am.
misstrust: (I think I'm in love)

[personal profile] misstrust 2020-10-05 04:27 am (UTC)(link)
[ Whether it's affection week or something else, Dorothy will place her palm in his. It's stability, she'll take it. ]

It's only been a week and you're that fond of me? I could be honored.

[ It's not as teasing as her usual tone, but there's genuine gratitude in her smile. ]
misstrust: But it's going to look so fucking good. (It's going to feel goofy)

[personal profile] misstrust 2020-10-05 04:50 am (UTC)(link)
... [ She sighs, softly, but also laces their fingers together.

Really, that sincerity. ]


Let's focus on finding a way out, first. Happiness can come after that.
misstrust: (Did your turban just sneeze?)

[personal profile] misstrust 2020-10-05 05:02 am (UTC)(link)
[ Dorothy can't quite handle this much earnestness after some minor backstory reveal, so she chooses not to respond to that. Instead-- ]

That girl, Yona-- she's close to you, isn't she? Was she all right?
misstrust: (We would solve mysteries and shit)

[personal profile] misstrust 2020-10-05 12:38 pm (UTC)(link)
... I'm glad. I wouldn't wish that kind of task on anyone, but I'm glad it didn't break her.

Those delicate-looking types usually are stronger than they're given credit for.
misstrust: (It just makes them dead)

[personal profile] misstrust 2020-10-06 12:00 am (UTC)(link)
Most women are stronger than they look. It's just that most men don't tend to expect it.

[ Present company excluded, she means to say, with a squeeze of his hand. ]

But here's hoping this situation doesn't happen again.
misstrust: (That's absuuuurd)

[personal profile] misstrust 2020-10-07 12:00 am (UTC)(link)
Right, I'll just prepare myself to distrust anyone and everyone around me and additionally expect that I may or may not be killed and if not, I may or may not be the one ending someone's life for committing murder.

[ Probably easier said than done, and Dorothy sighs. ]