they get to their feet begrudgingly, looking at her for a moment before carefully picking her up in her blanket burrito to deposit her on the bed, being mindful of her injuries. they also take a few steps back after doing such.]
they seem to kind of...stare at her, for a while. a long while. obviously thinking of something, or maybe assessing the damage of today.]
I suppose I can offer to make you a deal. You are still gravely injured. Any physical contact could potentially be a detriment to your health...but if you accept those conditions, that could be allowed.
[within the means of their job. that's the focus.]
so they are now just kind of standing but they will. tentatively? sit on the edge of her bed?? god this is actually kind of difficult to figure out, so they are lingering and deciding the best way to approach this and make it work.
this was actually a very stupid idea and maybe they should take their job less literally, but here they are.]
[now they are both suffering. lup is allowed to curl up and they are adjusting blankets. they're somewhat stiff, but they're allowing this. cuddles for lup.]
As you should for your...deeds? [they trail off like they don't remember what they were saying.]
[she's not unused to people being totally stiff when she curls up with them actually, so this is fine. after a moment, she relaxes into a puddle, the pain of her injuries fading off just a little.
everything still hurts, but at least it's not overwhelming.]
Mmhmmm. [she closes her eyes. settles into a bit of a shiver, pulling the blankets closer around her.
after a moment she reaches up to hold onto the side of their uniform. sorry, they're now stuck forever.]
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It'll still be there when I have the energy to reach for it again.
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...rest for now then. On the bed, perhaps? [and not? the floor?]
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I don't know if I can stand up. [weh]
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FINE. FINE.
fine.
they get to their feet begrudgingly, looking at her for a moment before carefully picking her up in her blanket burrito to deposit her on the bed, being mindful of her injuries. they also take a few steps back after doing such.]
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Don't -- [she starts, but then she's on the bed, and she just peers at them from her burrito with deer-in-the-headlights.]
... Um, thank you. [she says, and then:] Don't get in trouble for me.
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I heard a customer complaint, and so I fixed it.
[it's still within their job, it seems.]
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she smiles a little. sleepily, and mostly teasing:]
What if my complaint was that I don't get enough cuddles?
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danger will robinson. but they remain standing at the side of the bed and seem to be considering this.]
...is that an official complaint?
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Yes, actually. [well, you see, she's all about putting her paws under doors and pushing boundaries, so.] I'm submitting it as an official complaint.
[another ear flick.]
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they seem to kind of...stare at her, for a while. a long while. obviously thinking of something, or maybe assessing the damage of today.]
I suppose I can offer to make you a deal. You are still gravely injured. Any physical contact could potentially be a detriment to your health...but if you accept those conditions, that could be allowed.
[within the means of their job. that's the focus.]
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she pulls the blanket up over the bottom of her face as they're figuring things out, because if she laughs, she's going to ruin it.]
It's a risk I'm willing to take! [she hums.] It'd probably be pretty entertaining if I died from a hug?
[that's a stretch but ok]
I'll take that deal.
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[cool! great!
hm.
so they are now just kind of standing but they will. tentatively? sit on the edge of her bed?? god this is actually kind of difficult to figure out, so they are lingering and deciding the best way to approach this and make it work.
this was actually a very stupid idea and maybe they should take their job less literally, but here they are.]
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when they sit, she just shifts and makes it easier for them to lay down if they want?]
Don't, uh. Do it if you can't. [she peers up at them.]
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but lup shifts! and they still seem to be debating before they hesitantly wriggle down to lay next to her and shift slightly closer.]
Ah. No, the deal has been struck. You can't take it back now, and you must suffer for it.
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they lay down and she turns over on her side and curls up against them with a little pained noise. hhrhghh.]
Oh nooo. [she mumbles.] I'm suffering.
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As you should for your...deeds? [they trail off like they don't remember what they were saying.]
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everything still hurts, but at least it's not overwhelming.]
Mmhmmm. [she closes her eyes. settles into a bit of a shiver, pulling the blankets closer around her.
after a moment she reaches up to hold onto the side of their uniform. sorry, they're now stuck forever.]
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but it's fine. she's resting and upholding her end of the deal, so...]
Rest for now, Miss Lup.
[god how long are they going to be stuck here? that's a later problem, maybe.]
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anyway, they don't have to tell her twice. she's out in seconds, expression finally easing as she falls asleep.
it's fine, they'll be free before curfew at least, since she has to drag her ass to the costume closet. how the fuck did she get there. idk.]