tinylittlebox | day 235 ● an empathy test

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day 235 ● an empathy test

Wednesday:
☑ Blade: restraint; blindfold; food (9 pt)
☑ Cobalt: food; movie; hug; pampering; teaching (8 pt)
☑ Hiryuu: worries (3 pt)
☑ Hurricane: never have i ever (3 pt)
☑ Levi: hug; hair washing (4 pt)
☑ Moxie: hug; worries; activity (7 pt)
☑ Sabre: hold hands; confession (6 pt)
☑ Shrike: hold hands (1 pt)
☑ Thorn: piercing; hug (6 pt)
☑ Yugi: hold hands; learning (2 pt)

K:
☑ A: worries (3 pt)
☑ D.Va: confession; hold hands; fast car; activity (12 pt)
☑ Hiryuu: stab (5 pt)
☑ Hurricane: confession (5 pt)
☑ Skylark: fight; broken rib (10 pt)

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[The funny thing is, even as she feels the sting of it - should she have known him better? - it feels good. She's glad to be told otherwise, to be wrong. It makes her feel warm. Comfortable--

[She's startled out of it by Thorn's next words, though.]

A-- really? A piercing?

[Give her a moment or two to process that.]

... w-would you really be okay with that? I wouldn't be hurting you?

[He reaches up, absently, to tug at one of his earrings]

Something tells me I'm used to it.

Well...

[Take a deep breath.

[She trusts him. She trusts him when he says this is okay. That - well, that means it must be okay, mustn't it? So don't act like he doesn't know what he's talking about for once, Wednesday!]

A-all right. Can you show me how to do it?

...sure.

Let's see what they've got.

[He wanders over to where they have the stuff for tattoos and piercings - considers the gun, which he doesn't know how to use before electing a long piercing needle. He isn't really nervous, either about the needle or about letting her do it]

Okay. First we'll need to sterilize this, and swab the spot on my ear where it needs to go in.

Okay. I think I can do that.

[She takes a look at the supplies; she pales a little, a skip of nervousness passing through her as she reaches for one of the swabs.

[She hesitates just before dabbing it to his ear.]

Um... do you think... I might look good with another one?

[He's not nervous; he doesn't so much as shift when she dabs at the area]

Sure. It never hurts to be able to wear more.

Then... maybe you could do a second pair for me, afterward?

[Wednesday draws back, discards the swab. Hmm... it'd probably help to wear gloves for the next bit, wouldn't it?

[She tugs on a pair, before reaching for the sterilized needle.]

Um... so... do I just... do it?

Yeah.

[He tips his head, so his left side is toward her - brushes the hair forward, and holds it out of the way]

Go about the same distance as between the first and the second one.

Hmm. So... about here.

[She's been thinking very carefully about this!

[He'll feel it as a touch of the needle first and foremost: then nothing for a time, but he'll feel that as well, through the bond, as she nerves herself up. One deep breath later - no, two - he'll feel (or maybe not as much as she fears?) the prick of the needle as she quickly jabs it through.]

I ...didn't hurt you too much, did I?

[And then... she's not sure.]

Do I take it out?

[He doesn't flinch, though she feels the spark of pain, bright and sharp; he doesn't even bat an eyelid]

Yeah. You'll need to put an earring in the hole, too.

[Oh...

[Is this really okay...?

[She's done it now, though: she trusts him. He wouldn't have asked if he wasn't sure. Quickly, she pulls the pin free and cautiously dabs at the piercing with another swab, before heading to the supplies.

[She returns after a moment holding a small silver stud.]

Will this be okay? I could bring a few more if you wanted.

That one's fine.

You have good taste.

[Something warmer, more like appreciation. After a beat or two, cautiously, he lowers the level of the emotion Machai is amplifying, so that she can feel it more]

Thank you...! I'm glad you like it.

[Yes - she feels that warmth now. It makes her smile, stokes a corresponding glow in her that makes her glad she tried this, that she was something enough to be allowed it. She wipes off the piercing site once more, gently, before threading the stud through it. It's a familiar enough motion, but it feels very different to be doing such a thing for someone else.]

Oh, do you want a mirror?

[There's probably one here somewhere...?}

[It feels strange for him to be letting her do it, but he stays still for the last bit and doesn't put away]

...yeah. Let me see.

[Here: Wednesday hands him a mirror. Yes, there might have been one on the table, but it didn't occur to her until she was most of the way through digging the compact from her purse. It makes her feel a little silly, but... well, she's done it now.]

Does it look all right?

[A flutter of nerves, there.]

[Pleasure, satisfaction]

...it looks great.

Thank you...!

[ ❤ ]

I'm glad you like it. I... never thought I'd do anything like this, so I'm really happy you let me.

Edited 2020-05-09 16:17 (UTC)

...come on.

Let's get you one, too.

All right...! Should I sit down?

[Is it weird that now she's actually excited about this?]

[If it is, he certainly doesn't seem to think so]

Mm. Go ahead and comfortable.

Did you have a preference for the design?

Hmmm... do they have anything shaped like a flower? Or with a little stone? Something like that would be really nice.

Let me look.

[He wanders over to the table to look at what's available - comes back with these]

...this work?

Oh...!

[She breaks into a smile - delighted. She just about manages to restrain herself from touching them.]

They're beautiful, Thorn-san. Thank you.

I just picked them... it's not a big deal.

[But there's a small flush of pleasure, all the same, that she liked them]

You ready to get started?

[He holds up the sanitizing wipe]

I love them.

[She smiles, and nods as he holds up the wipe.]

And I'm ready when you are.

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