((Simon: gets a minor injury))
((Astral: fixes it immediately))
((Also Astral: beats the ever loving shit out of Mia and then just leaves this is fine :) ))
Simon had made quite a mess that he’d need to clean up. He looked over at the wall next to him, surprised at seeing there actually was now a hole in the wall. He felt a small burst of panic, not knowing if he’d get in trouble for it or not. He’d just have to apologize to Astral for doing it and hope that he’d be allowed to fix it. He sighed, beginning to pick up some of his hair off the floor.
(Yeahhhhhh)
Astral hummed some to himself, leaning back in his couch. Simon seemed to have calmed down, at least. That was good. Astral should probably clean up the mess he made in the hall, but he wasn't bothered much. He figured he had plenty of time before Simon found Mia.
Simon sniffled softly, his whole body feeling like shit still from the massive breakdown. His eyes were most definitely swollen at this point from all the crying. He just wanted to clean everything up and then go back to sleep forever. He still was, of course, feeling a lot of different things. But he didn’t have the luxury of being able to work through all of them. So he continued picking up his hair off the floor, wondering if he’d have the energy to stand to go throw it out.
Astral grew bored, and bored was never a good thing for the god to be. Perhaps he'd go check on Emile, see what he was up to… He was interrupted, though, by a certain leopard coming over to rest his head on the god's lap. He chuckled softly, patting the big cat's head.
Thankfully, Simon did, using the bed frame to help pull himself up, surprisingly pretty stable on his feet. He moved his hand off the bed as quickly as he could, very much still bothered by the texture and the flow of memories that came with it. It had all hurt so much…but he couldn’t let himself start thinking about that again. He focused on his current task, just finding a bathroom to throw his hair away in. He’d gathered up all the pieces by now, surprised at how many there were. He didn’t remember pulling out that much. He moved over to the door, opening it up and moving out into the hallway. And that’s when he saw her. “O-oh my god.” He rushed over to her side, shoving the hair in a pocket or something, a problem to deal with later. “Mia?” He gently pulled her into his lap some, being oh so careful.
Mia groaned some as Simon moved her onto his lap, eyelids fluttering open. She looked up at Simon, pressing closer to him with a pained whine. She was shaking some, hands coming up to hold onto his shirt. She still couldn't manage to say anything, just letting out a soft sob. This was all her fault. She made Simon mad, and then she made Astral mad. Stupid, stupid, stupid! She just couldn't do anything right. It was her fault, all her fault…
He gently slipped her hand into his, giving it a gentle squeeze. “It’s okay, you’re gonna be okay.” He said, not knowing what else to say. “I-I’m so sorry for yelling at you, I didn’t mean it, I really didn’t! A-and then I kicked you out, and now this happened a-and-“ he started crying again, the tears rapidly sliding down his cheeks. “I’m so sorry!!” It was all his fault, he never should’ve screamed at her, or he should’ve at least gone to check on her sooner. He couldn’t believe Astral would have done all of this. And he knew it was Astral because..well…who else could it have been? He’d promised he wouldn’t hurt her like this again. Yet another promise that Astral hadn’t hesitated to flush down the drain.
Mia continued to cry, clinging to Simon's hand when he took hers. She shook her head, chest heaving. It was her fault, it wasn't Simon's. He hadn't done anything wrong, he wasn't to blame for any of this.
Everything hurt. Even movement sent pain through Mia, but she couldn't stop her shaking as she sobbed into Simon's shirt. She just wanted it all to go away, she wanted it all to stop.
“I’m gonna go get you some ice and bandages for you, is that okay?” He asked gently, carefully running a hand through her hair in an attempt to calm her down. His own troubles were almost forgotten, he was just focused on helping his friend.
Mia nodded slightly, eyes closing. She didn't want to be left alone, but it was better than trying to get Astral to heal her. She sniffled some, leaning slightly into Simon's hand in her hair.
“I’ll be right back.” He reassured, gently pulling away and setting her back on the ground. He stood back up and quickly made his way into the kitchen, opening the freezer to grab some ice. He put it into a ziplock bag and wrapped a paper towel around it, bringing it back to Mia. “Here you put this on whatever hurts most right now, and I’m gonna go get some bandages to start patching you back up.”
Mia curled up on the ground as she was put down, trying to wipe at her eyes. She still winced as she moved, coughing. It racked through her body, and everything felt like it was on fire for a moment until it subsided into the more dull pain in comparison. She looked up as the ice was offered, moving to hold it to her stomach. That's where Astral had hit her the most.
“I’ll be right back.” He reassured gently, standing back up and hurrying to the bathroom looking for any type of gauze or bandages to help. Some disinfectant would help too.
Mia nodded some, eyes closing again.
In the bathroom, there was… nothing. No bandages, or gauze, or even painkillers, and surely no disinfectant. Astral had never figured on needing to use such things, seeing as he could heal any of his souls with a flick of his wrist.
He sighed, not really sure why he’d expected there to be anything there. They’d just have to make due with some of the stuff they did have. He grabbed some towels and headed back out to Mia. “So there’s no real luck in there, we’ll just have to use these for now.”
Mia nodded slightly, looking up at Simon. She rubbed at her eyes with one hand, sniffling again.
"I– I'm sorry…" She finally managed to get it out, doing her best to not break down crying again.
“No, no, no! It’s okay! You didn’t do anything wrong!” He reassured, gently pulling her into his lap again. He didn’t feel like it’d be a good idea to move her right now, not with the state she was in. “I’m sorry for yelling at you…”
Mia couldn't help it, starting to cry softly again. She shook her head some, looking up at Simon.
"N-No, I… I-I'm the one w-who slapped Astral…" It hurt to admit, and Mia turned her face to hide in Simon's shirt. This was her fault she was like this…
“Well I’m sure it was for a good reason, I mean he didn’t come bother me so that helped a lot. I’m just sorry you had to get hurt because of it.” He said, running his fingers through her hair.
Mia shuddered some at the memory, but she nodded some. She kept her face hidden, just letting her friend hold her for the moment. She hated it. She hated all of this. She just wanted it to stop.
He’d hold her for as long as she needed it. That did seem to be the plan, Simon settling into his spot, leaning on the wall to help support the both of them.
Mia was okay with that. She felt like she could barely breathe without feeling some amount of pain. She let out a small sound, keeping herself tucked away.
Simon started humming a soft melody, similar to the one Emile had sung to him just the night before, trying to help put her at ease. He hoped Astral wouldn’t show up to bother them but knowing the god, it would happen at one point.
He would eventually, of course. Mia had to keep herself from tensing as Simon hummed. She still blamed Emile for what happened when Simon woke up.
Astral was close to the point to where he was coming to deal with his 'mess.' He stretched, pushing the leopard lightly off his lap.
"Come on, now!"
It wasn’t exactly like it, but it would be close enough to put Mia a bit on edge. Of course, Simon had no idea that it wasn’t really helping.
Mia didn't want to give anything away to show she was on edge, either. She froze, though, when she heard the tell tale footsteps coming down the hallway towards them.
Simon froze as well, his tune abruptly stopping. He started to shake almost immediately. It was too much already, he wouldn’t be able to handle it. He wanted nothing more than for Astral to leave them alone. But it seemed like that wouldn’t be happening. He wanted to hide behind Mia, but he knew she’d been through enough today already. He was so afraid.
Mia did her best to pull herself up, trying to put herself between Simon and the approaching god as best she could. Astral knelt down in front of them, letting out a breath.
"I'm not here to hurt you," he said quietly. He reached out, gently taking Mia's head in his hands so he could heal her. Mia shook some despite her best efforts, having to keep herself from pulling away.
Simon kept his eyes on the floor, afraid to even look up at him. He flinched even at just hearing Astral’s voice. Besides that he did his best not to react, clasping his shaking hands together. Don’t cry…just don’t cry.
When Mia was healed, she put herself completely between Astral and Simon, one hand back protectively to Simon. She'd take another beating if it meant Astral left Simon alone.
Astral ignored her, though, his hands moving past her to hold Simon's head. Mia found herself unable to move to stop him, her breathing becoming panicked as she kept trying to move to stop the god.
Astral was careful of Simon's wounds, healing him.
