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[blastiafreak]

I need someone to heal a stab wound. Sooner rather than later.

[ooc: After the AU curse where she tortured her best friends, Rita's back to...well, uncursed. Not so much normal. She intended to filter this away from people who were involved, but was too busy thinking about other things sob.]

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[blastiafreak]

I'm not...It's not that big a difference.

[If this weren't Natalia, she'd protest that she's not a kid, she can take care of herself.]

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[imperialwill.livejournal.com]

I don't want you to think any more of this, understand? We are all very much aware that it was the effects of a curse.

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[blastiafreak]

Right, I-I know.

[She won't stop anytime soon, but...After a moment, she finally puts her arms around Natalia and returns the hug. She almost apologizes again.]

I'm glad you weren't...that you didn't get hurt.

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[imperialwill.livejournal.com]

[Natalia does not hesitate to hug her closer, tighter-]

Yes, of course. It's over, Rita. We've all made it through together.

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[blastiafreak]

[Rita tenses briefly, out of reflex more than anything, then relaxes and buries her face in Natalia's chest. Relief--she's so intensely relieved Natalia's safe. And though the words are pretty muffled-]

Natalia...thanks.

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[imperialwill.livejournal.com]

[She releases Rita a little, though her arms are still wrapped around that smaller body.]

Would you like me to make you something to eat? You must be hungry...

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[blastiafreak]

N...I-I guess...sure.

[She doesn't feel like eating at all, but it gives Natalia an excuse to stay a little longer.]

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[imperialwill.livejournal.com]

[She takes her by the hand]

Let's get you somewhere nicer.

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[blastiafreak]

[And though she's not really keen on going anywhere, she lets Natalia lead her, holding her hand very loosely at first before tightening her grip.]

...Where are we going?

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[imperialwill.livejournal.com]

My apartment for now.

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[blastiafreak]

[Rita just nods. A part of her still can't believe that Natalia's forgiven her so quickly, is taking her home, when only a little while ago she tried to--

Despite her best attempts to forget, Rita's going to end up brooding all the way there.]

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[imperialwill.livejournal.com]

[Natalia will hold your hand and SQUEEZE IT COMFORTINGLY GIRLFRIEND]

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[blastiafreak]

[Aw. And she'll squeeze it right back! It really is pretty comforting.]

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[imperialwill.livejournal.com]

[They make it to her apartment, and she leads Rita inside to their kitchen]

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[blastiafreak]

[Although she vaguely realizes it's the first time she's ever been in here, Rita doesn't look around much. She's sort of running on autopilot by now.]

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[imperialwill.livejournal.com]

[She lets go of Rita's hand...and begins to cook what she believes to be a very nutritious, warm, loving meal.]

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[blastiafreak]

[...And Rita has never before tasted her cooking and thus has no reason to doubt. She might already miss holding that hand, though.]

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[imperialwill.livejournal.com]

[It's...what looks to be an innocent looking pancake! She sets it on the table, smiling hopefully.]

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[blastiafreak]

Th-thanks...

[Although she's still not really hungry, she doesn't want to disappoint Natalia. So she pokes it a little, then eats...some...ugh...]

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[imperialwill.livejournal.com]

[SMILES WONDERFULLY. DON'T YOU LIKE SUGAR AND TARO PANCAKES?]

How is it?

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[blastiafreak]

[OH EW. Not quite gagging, at least...]

...D-different. Did you use a recipe?

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[imperialwill.livejournal.com]

Not at all! I've created it from scratch. I thought it was an interesting balance of sweet and nutritious.

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[blastiafreak]

Interesting is one way of putting it...