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abraxaslogs2021-07-01 03:26 pm
nadine_he_loves) wrote in abraxaslogs2021-07-01 03:26 pm
Semi-Open Log
Who: Nadine and various prisoners
What: Visiting the dungeons
Where: The dungeons
When: Post-festival
Nadine is no stranger to the dungeons by now. Besides her frequent visits to Flagg, there are other prisoners down here she's befriended. Who are still imprisoned.
Apparently some are more threatening a threat than others.
And of course there are still plenty of others she hasn't met at all. It's important to know the other people brought here, to take their measure and determine who might be useful. It doesn't look like Thorne is about to let her husband out any time soon, and that's a problem that will need to be dealt with. She knows (casually, at least) a number of those considered welcomed guests, but many of the poor souls stuck down here are still a mystery.
So after she's checked in with Flagg, she turns her attention to the other prisoners, offering a smile or casual greeting through the bars. She's armed with cookies and a friendly demeanor, standing out in the gloom of the dungeon with her white hair and silk tunic.
What: Visiting the dungeons
Where: The dungeons
When: Post-festival
Nadine is no stranger to the dungeons by now. Besides her frequent visits to Flagg, there are other prisoners down here she's befriended. Who are still imprisoned.
Apparently some are more threatening a threat than others.
And of course there are still plenty of others she hasn't met at all. It's important to know the other people brought here, to take their measure and determine who might be useful. It doesn't look like Thorne is about to let her husband out any time soon, and that's a problem that will need to be dealt with. She knows (casually, at least) a number of those considered welcomed guests, but many of the poor souls stuck down here are still a mystery.
So after she's checked in with Flagg, she turns her attention to the other prisoners, offering a smile or casual greeting through the bars. She's armed with cookies and a friendly demeanor, standing out in the gloom of the dungeon with her white hair and silk tunic.
no subject
Except then Nadine continues, and Amos feels. Fuck if he knows. Nothing, at first. He gets that the lack of people was upsetting for her; probably wouldn't be bringing it up otherwise. Only there's no way for him to relate to her on that front. It's just descriptions of places. Doesn't really mean anything. He'd tell her as much, let her know they process things differently — that he processes things differently from most people — but.
Something churns in him at the idea of a house full of dead kids. Even if it was just from disease, natural causes, nobody really at fault, nothing to be done about it. Amos swallows thickly, that thing in his throat he can feel building up — not from anything Nadine said, just from being in prison, being away from his people, no idea no direction powerless — making itself all the more known to him. It's a different kind of discomfort. There isn't anything to actually do about it but wait for it to pass.
His voice is hoarse when he speaks again.
"That's good," Amos forces the words out. Swallows again, makes an attempt to clear his throat, a kind of faint... not a growl, but not not a growl coming out. He's got his voice back under control after that. "That you were able to help him. That's good."
Can't help but wonder what he'd have done, if he'd come across a kid while trekking along with Peaches. Just thankful it didn't happen. Thankful that kid had a Nadine. That there are people like Nadine.