warmare: (影)
Hayame ([personal profile] warmare) wrote 2023-06-12 03:32 pm (UTC)

[She has to go into Springstar to deal with her Discord.

It does not go at all how she'd planned.

But the next morning she is still in Springstar, and her way back to the cornerstone passes... somewhere familiar. Somewhere she has stayed before. Somewhere she had... actually thought she might stay again, before everything had gotten so messed up. It shamefully reminds her of something else she had planned to do, if the Blight hadn't gotten worse, if they hadn't been sucked into that sick ritual in the first place.

She had dirtied Claude's sheets when he had hosted her, covered in sweat and dust from the debris, her hooves packed with rubble, too weak to bathe or pick her hooves. She'd told him not to give them to her, but he had still put her on his mattress with pillows and sheets anyway. It was... it was proper. And she hasn't done anything proper in so long, it feels. Whether they... whatever was happening, a debt was a debt.

When Claude returns home that night, he will find a plain-wrapped package in the doorway. Inside is a set of sheets, white with burnished gold embroidery along the edges, and a matching blanket.

There is no note.]

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