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piper902020-10-14 07:40 pm
heterochrocatic) wrote in piper902020-10-14 07:40 pm
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[ Much like poor Tenten, Catra is broadcasting live from the infirmary. In fact, if you squint you'll probably be able to see which bed she's in to relation to Tenten. The poor woman has been bandaged to hell and back, her head wrapped in dressings, though there's enough visible for it to be clear that whatever happened to her, it was necessary for that big, poofy mane of hair to be shorn away in order for it to be treated.
At least she's not missing half her face. When she speaks, her voice is rough and croaky. She's still recovering from whatever it was that happened to her a few days back. ]
I guess I'm alive. Don't everyone celebrate at once.
[ The jab is accompanied by a weak smile. ]
What'd I miss?
At least she's not missing half her face. When she speaks, her voice is rough and croaky. She's still recovering from whatever it was that happened to her a few days back. ]
I guess I'm alive. Don't everyone celebrate at once.
[ The jab is accompanied by a weak smile. ]
What'd I miss?
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[ Catra feels Adora's hand brush hers and there's a moment of hesitation before she tugs it away. She bristles. ]
You asked me what I wanted, so what do you want? Really. Not what you think you have to do! What you want!
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[ Adora freezes for a moment. She doesn't know what she wants, she wants to say, but that would be a lie, wouldn't it? She knows what she wants. She just doesn't think she deserves it or that she can have it. Not while there's still a world to save and fighting to do. She doesn't deserve Catra or anything else unless she's putting herself on the line. And maybe not even then. Maybe she has to die to earn any of that.]
It doesn't matter what I want.
[ I want you she wants to yell, but she can't. That's impossible, isn't it? ]
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[ They're probably drawing attention by now and poor Tenten has to sit and listen to this nonsense, but Catra is too tired and weary too care. She hurts too much in too many ways. ]
You matter! What you want matters! So tell me what you want from me! All you do is give up yourself for other people. Be selfish for once!
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[ Adora feels like her throat is closing up. She doesn't have a good way out of this. ]
I can't!
[ What else can she say? ]
No one else - no one else can do what I do. I want - I want to be able to spend more time with you so badly. I want more time for us. But I don't get to have that. That's why it doesn't matter.
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[ Catra sits up, probably a little too fast. She lifts a hand to the side of her head as she feels light-headed and dizzy all at once. She sways, but manages to keep herself upright. ]
I'm not going to sit by and watch you destroy yourself for other people, Adora. I can't do that. I won't. You deserve to let yourself be selfish for once!
[ Choose me. That's all Catra wants to ask. But she can't make herself say it in so many words. ]
Choose something for yourself!
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[ She said it. She actually said it.
Help. ]
But I also can't... turn my back on everything.
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[ It hurts to speak. Everything hurts. Adora isn't willing to take that last step, to say that she does choose Catra. She can only say that she wants to. And maybe that's just how Adora is. Saturday would tell her that it doesn't mean Adora wants to push her away. Catra hopes that Saturday would be right. She holds a hand out towards Adora, offering it. Pleading silently. ]
I... I love you. I always have. Please. Stay.
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[ The words come spilling out before Adora can stop them. A rush that won't be stopped. She reaches out to take Catra's hand and squeeze.
There's a pause. ]
Love love?
[ She sounds a little dumbfounded. ]
You mean that, right?
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YES! Love! That kind of love!
[ She groans. ]
You're such an idiot.
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I don't know what to say, I just - wow.
[ Wow. ]
I never knew. [ Obviously.
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[ Catra is dying. ]
...Did that 'I love you too' mean the same thing?
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[ Wow, she can't stop smiling. ]
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[ Okay, Catra is just gonna tug Adora down so she can press a kiss to her lips. It's brief and soft but hey it's a kiss, wow. When she releases Adora, she sinks back into her bedding with a groan. ]
Does that mean you're going to work on not throwing yourself away for other people?
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Give her a minute. ]
...what?
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[ You're so dumb Adora. But Catra is gonna lean her head against you and purr instead of trying to follow that thread of conversation for now. ]
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[ There are a thousand different emotions running through her, but the one that seems to well up the most is one of overwhelming joy. She's always wanted Catra back, she's never been able to put it into words. And now she can. Now it works. Now it all clicks. She wraps an arm around Catra and hugs her tight, refusing to let go. Not now. They made it this far. ]