Ran strokes his back. “I know what it feels like to be seen as less than human, less worthy of the most basic things… You’ve seen how life is here, and besides, with you by my side? I couldn’t care less about what others think…” She nuzzles his cheek.
“I can hear motherfucking colors, I know the taste of a triangle…” She mutters before her heart rate finally slowed down and she was able to relax.
“Thank you, baby…” she whispers, checking her side to see the wound closed. “Ugh my head hurts though… can we go home?”
Ran’s eyes flash pink and she immediately sits up. “HOLY FUCK… SHIT!” She shrieks, thankfully she’s been holding her drink with her prosthetic as her grip tightened enough to shatter the glass.
She takes a moment to catch her breath and by the time she does, the wound is nearly completely healed.
++ She groans as she digs into her own side. “Fucking shit…” She curses before pulling the tweezers out, a small piece of metal coming along. “Holy shit I think I’m going to pass out…” She drops the bloody tool and the bullet.
Ran smiles softly. “You think that’s hot?” She chuckles weakly. A drink it served shortly after and Ran shifts as someone brings a pair of long tweezers? The tip is darkened, clearly passed through fire to sterilize it. Ran pulls the rag she used to stop the bleeding and the wound gushes to life ++
++ bartenders for a drink. “Are you feeling any better though?” She asks, frowning worriedly.
“This isn’t on you… I just got upset and… Well fuck, they came to me saying I looked sus and I was in a sour mood so I may have gotten a bit too bold.” She gasps. “Locke gave them a lesson, we have at least one body to bury…” She murmurs, weak. “I’m cold…” She mutters as she signals one of the ++
+ here… Somewhere.” She points to her side weakly. “Fucking enforcers, shoot first ask questions later ass bullshit…” she coughs again, sagging a bit. “I need a fucking drink.”
Ran blinks, smiling softly as Margot apologizes. “It’s… uughhh… It’s okay…” She whispers. “We…. Can talk when I’m no longer bleeding…” She mutters, shifting slightly to favor her uninjured side. “I… I’ll be okay, there’s no exit wound, which helps with the… mess, but it does mean the bullet is +
+ at her side, her white shirt growing steadily redder. She leans back, pale, before her eyes meet Margot’s. She offers a weak smile. “Sup.” She chuckles, coughing.
Locke walks in with Ran’s arm slung over his shoulder, half carrying them. The whole bar looks over at the door.
“Get Singed. Tell him to have shimmer and painkillers ready!” He barks at the nearby bartender. “Stay here yeah?” He looks at Ran, who nods weakly.
Her hand had been holding firmly +
Ran nods, snuggling close to him. “I’d want to go with you. Not because I fear for your safety, because I know you can definitely kick some serious ass, but because I want to be with you… Always, through everything…” She looks up
++ Margot would never hurt her, but being yelled at awoke a primal fear inside her. She rocks back and forth as she tries to keep her breathing from shaking. Eyes closed as she buries her face into her knees, hugging them tight.
Ran walks around aimlessly until she thinks of a place. Her safe spot. She used to go there when her mother was angry. It was an isolated spot from where she had a view of the cliff where the sign stood.
She sat near the edge, knees pulled up to her chest as she took deep breaths, she knew ++
Ran winces at her tone, usually confident, kind eyes find the floor as she shrinks. “I… o-okay…” She takes a step back. “Well… you know where to find me…” She says in a low voice as her eyes meet hers and they look deeply anguished, watery as she turns and leaves, not wanting to cry in front of her.
Ran bites her lip. “Do you want me to prepare something? Maybe some tea? It might help…” She tries, wanting to help however she can.
Ran blinks. That was new. “I know you can kick some serious ass but c’mon, leave some for me, I like to have fun too…” She smiles, trying to lighten the mood.
Ran smiles as Margot pulls her into bed with herself. She offers no resistance as she lies down with her, bringing the other to rest on top of herself, pressing a kiss to her temple.
She blinks as Margot licks her, stifling a laugh but it bubbles on her chest as a light chuckle. “Sweet dreams..”
“ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ʜᴇʟᴘ ᴍᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ, ᴄᴜᴘᴄᴀᴋᴇ?”
~ ᴠɪ
~ ᴀʀᴄᴀɴᴇ ᴠᴇʀsᴇ
~ ʟᴇsʙɪᴀɴ
~ sʜɪᴘs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴄʜᴇᴍɪsᴛʀʏ
~ ᴄʀᴏssᴏᴠᴇʀ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅʟʏ
ʀᴛs ᴀɴᴅ ʟɪᴋᴇs ᴀʀᴇ ᴀᴘᴘʀᴇᴄɪᴀᴛᴇᴅ
“уσυ gσииα нєℓρ мє συт, ¢υρ¢αкє?”
~ νι
~ αя¢αиє νєяѕє
~ ℓєѕвιαи
~ ѕнιρѕ ωιтн ¢нємιѕтяу
~ ¢яσѕѕσνєя αи∂ αυ fяιєи∂ℓу
She smiles, nuzzling close to him and sighing. “Do you ever miss it? Your old life I mean…” She asks. “Because I… I mean, if you could go back… would you?” She feared he’d leave her, even though she knew he was happy with her.
A gentle hand caresses her back, they frown at the sight of her tears. “What happened, baby?” They sit down by her, brushing some hair away from her face.
“Whose kneecaps am I breaking today?”
“I know you will…” She smiles and closes her eyes. “And I will keep *you* safe too…” She winks and hugs him tight, nose buried into his neck, letting his familiar scent lull her to a sense of safety. “You’re my home, Mizu, wherever you are, I’m with you.”
+ down before loosening her clothing and removing her heels, she dresses her in one of her own oversized tshirts and covers her. She’ll watch her through the night to make sure she recovers well.
Ran smiles, cheek resting against the top of her head. “I love you too, you might not remember this tomorrow but I will make sure to tell you tomorrow, and the day after, and the other…” She whispers to an asleep Margot.
She thanks Locke once they get home and carries her in gently, laying her+
+ she lifts Margot up into her arms, propping her head against her shoulder before she started walking
“It’s okay, love, let go of you need to, I’ll get you home safe.” She looks at Dustin as he coms to whisper a name and point to a man, Ran nods to the twins and then towards the man, eyes darkening, the twins know what it means. “Let’s go, Locke will accompany us home just in case…” She says as +
She smiles, nodding. “I know this was hard on you too, it would bring sadness to my heart to see you suffer too, but I’m okay now…” She nuzzles close to him. “With you to protect me, I’ll always be safe.” she says, stroking his chest.
Ran caught her, holding her close as her eyes scan the dancing floor and tables. Her eyes lock onto Dustin. “Find out who ordered this.” she says sharply and he nods. “Sit down, baby, let’s get you some water, Locke will keep you safe along with me and I’ll take you home.” She soothes
Ran would kiss her back, chuckle at her stories and share drinks with her. She’d keep an eye on one or two insistent men every once in a while, signaling for Locke to stay sharp in case he was needed. Margot had a whole protection net here, to be whoever she wanted and stay safe.