IC contact for lastvoyages

[cactusy]

[If I don't have an active post up, feel free to use this post to have your character call, videochat, text, or knock on Shaw's door.]

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[themostfun]

[ Oh, Shaw. Root melts, drawing closer to her, her grin mushy and soft. How in the world did she get so lucky, that this beautiful, kind woman fell in love with her? ]

You're the only person I've ever felt that with.

[cactusy]

I meant it, when I said you've always been impossible to look away from. And if you do die for good--

[Shaw pauses, and then copies Root's wording instead of mentally nitpicking it again.]

If the worst does come to pass, I'll be okay.

[She lets out a long, slow exhale, letting the sentiment settle around her shoulders like a warm winter coat (or a borrowed leather jacket). If she's learned anything in life, it's that she'll always be okay: not necessarily normal, satisfied, or sane, but always able to keep moving forward, for better or for worse.

More often than not, it's a mix of both. Pushing on regardless of what happens can be a blessing and a curse.]

Did I ever tell you what I meant when I said you were my safe place? Like, specifically.

[themostfun]

[ Yes, Shaw will be okay. She'll keep going, no matter what. Sometimes, going through the motions of life is the only way to get through the worst of days. If nothing else, Shaw will have that. And the dogs. They'll help her too. ]

Mm... no, I don't think you did.

[ Hearing just what Shaw told her was enough for Root. She watches Shaw's face, transfixed, the steady beating of her heart as soothing as a lullaby. ]

[cactusy]

It didn't mean I was physically safe. I usually wasn't.

[Shaw's eyes stay shut, her eyelids twitching slightly.]

It meant that no matter what was happening to me, you were a reminder that I could handle it.

Maybe "safe place" was a misnomer. You didn't give me safety, you gave me strength.

[themostfun]

Oh, Sameen.

[ With her free hand, Root touches Shaw's cheek, fingertips brushing her skin as they trail over to her her ear. ]

You're the strongest person I know. I'm glad I could help you. I wish I'd been able to get my message out to you sooner.

[cactusy]

[Shaw's eyes pop open, and she shakes her head firmly. ]

No, I'm glad you didn't. You got it to me at the exact right time.

[In more ways than Root knows. ]

I didn't need it earlier. I needed it then.

[themostfun]

[ Her heart breaks for Shaw every time this subject comes up. If she needed the message right then, it means she was close to giving up. It means they had hurt her so badly for so long that they almost had her, broken to pieces, ready to be rebuilt how they wanted her. It means that the world came close to truly losing Shaw, and that thought is unbearable. ]

Good. I'm glad.

[ Root gently kisses Shaw, adoring, promising violent vengeance on the people who dared to hurt her so badly. ]