abnormalizes | Seasons: IC Contact/Continuations

[Thankfully she's the type to actually answer her phone, though mostly that's thanks to caller ID. She picks up on the first call.]

Oh, hey Louis, what's up?

- I need to speak with you. Urgently. Privately.
Now.

Are you somewhere private? Can we meet?
I can't bear to say any of this where others could hear and take advantage.

[Oh. Whatever this is, it sounds serious.]

I'm at home. You can come over - I'll cover the mirror paths so Rinku can't drop in on us.

[She has a tendency to do that.]

[He tries not to scoff at the idea of someone just dropping in without at least knocking at first, but -]

Alright. Wait there for me.
I will be over shortly.

[And he means it!!

By the time he knocks on the door, he's panting and sweating. This is so urgent, apparently, that he ran to see her.
Which, yes, means he's also wheezing as he speaks.]

- P-please let me in. I must sit.

[Holy shit.]

Of course, come in-

[She ushers him to the couch. She'd be tempted to just pick him up and carry him there if it was any further away, but it is basically right there, and anyway this sounds serious and she shouldn't derail this by making him complain about a princess carry.]

[... If she thinks he'd complain about being carried, she's gained a fundamental misunderstanding of who Louis is as a person--
But he does nod and make his way over to the sofa, collapsing into it completely.

Give him a second, he's gotta catch his breath. Complete with a hand on his chest like his non-existent heart is going to give out on him.]

You... upcoming, something soon, I-I -
Foresaw... something. For you. This month. Soon.

[A pause, nice and long as his breath starts to calm down to something normal. Ridiculous, he can't help but think, considering he doesn't NEED to breathe.]

... No matter what happens, please - promise me you will stay home.

[She sits down beside him and reaches for his hand to squeeze, not minding how cold it is, only seeking to comfort him.]

I promise I'll stay home. I'll be as safe as I can.

[That hand's going to be taken in both of his, then, as he brings it up to press his cheek onto.
Half out of that comfort... half just thanks to how tired he is from that short run.]

Thank you... It was - I-- I know I haven't told you, but I... never thought I would get visions here, too -
My magic... rules perception. Perception of the future lies within that.

I saw a vision of you striking out against your loved ones, pain and regret in your face and blood on your hands... filled with fear as your movements were not your own.

[And now he'll sit up again, purely so he can look her in the eyes.]

... I do not know what that entails. Nor how... it will come to that.
But I have heard how the mongrels running this place enjoy enlisting us as their pawns, throwing us as cannon fodder at the nearest problem -

So please... for your sake.

[Stay home.]

-Thank you for telling me. I promise I'll stay home.

[If it was just a vision of her getting hurt, that would be one thing - but hurting her loved ones is unacceptable.

With her free arm, she goes in for a gentle hug.]

[- Automatically, his hand comes up to grip the front of her shirt as he curls into her hold.
He doesn't even get enough hugs to justify just how automatic the motion is - he doesn't get any at all - and yet...]

... If you manage to get tangled up in something after this warning, please bear in mind, I will kill you for it.
I am only half joking. I will be furious.
So very furious.

I'll deserve it for causing you that much distress.

[She holds him close, rubbing his back soothingly.]

Especially after I ran like that.

[Yes, hello, hw's going to soak up all of this attention thank you??
Even letting his eyes gently close for the time being... the amount of trust is almost palpable, here.]

... It was a bit harrowing, I must admit. Seeing you go through that.
You must care so deeply about those around you.

They're the best things that ever happened to me. I usually say being brought to Ellipsa is, but that's only because of the people I met here.

[A squeeze for his other hand.]

...The idea of being forced to hurt them like that is terrifying.

Seasons: IC Contact/Continuations

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