[after the jungle had receded, there was really only one person Hazel wanted to see. but she'd behaved and kept herself busy for the entire day of the sixth, personally circling the entirety of the city to make sure there weren't any wayward runes or totems or whatever shit style of magic Pan had been using left around.
everyone else was bound to be physically exhausted, so this was the least she could do - and with the Doctor waiting for her at Heropa 11, even Hazel can't deny that she was looking for reasons to stay out. in the end, it was probably better like that; Tetsuo had been through enough as it was, he didn't need to deal with her foisting herself on him before she's ordered her head a little. there was an awful lot in there that needed to be pushed back.
but a single day is really all that she can give herself, selfish bitch that she is. slipping into Nonah 5 is almost second nature, as is the paranoid glance around the house she gives after stepping through the doorway. she's not really sure how many encounters she's got the energy for today, and there's only one that really matters in her mind.
Hazel doesn't need to search around to know where to find him, and the closed bedroom door is a sure sign that her hunch was right. she knocks on it just once, a single solid rap that leaves her fist pressed up against the door long after the sound has receded.]
Hey, shitbag. We gonna play nice today?
[familiar words, but there's definitely no teasing spark in them today. Hazel just wants to announce herself in a way he'll recognize, fall back into something she knows to keep herself in line.]
jan 7
everyone else was bound to be physically exhausted, so this was the least she could do - and with the Doctor waiting for her at Heropa 11, even Hazel can't deny that she was looking for reasons to stay out. in the end, it was probably better like that; Tetsuo had been through enough as it was, he didn't need to deal with her foisting herself on him before she's ordered her head a little. there was an awful lot in there that needed to be pushed back.
but a single day is really all that she can give herself, selfish bitch that she is. slipping into Nonah 5 is almost second nature, as is the paranoid glance around the house she gives after stepping through the doorway. she's not really sure how many encounters she's got the energy for today, and there's only one that really matters in her mind.
Hazel doesn't need to search around to know where to find him, and the closed bedroom door is a sure sign that her hunch was right. she knocks on it just once, a single solid rap that leaves her fist pressed up against the door long after the sound has receded.]
Hey, shitbag. We gonna play nice today?
[familiar words, but there's definitely no teasing spark in them today. Hazel just wants to announce herself in a way he'll recognize, fall back into something she knows to keep herself in line.]