CT snorts. "What, you've never hiked in tulle? You should try, it's very airy. And if a strong breeze catches you, you might even get a lift up the hill."
It is a relief to see her, free of the stage and whatever horror that was she had been dragged into acting out. There had been no time to find anyone, back there, swallowed up in her own performances and fruitless efforts to do anything but reel. The last few months have been a never ending train of energy sapping bullshit and it's starting to scare her, how little she has left to give each time.
Which makes that a bit of a loaded question.
With a long, weary sigh she shifts, semi-consciously, until she's sagged against Ripley's side, head falling against Ripley's shoulder in place of her own.
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CT snorts. "What, you've never hiked in tulle? You should try, it's very airy. And if a strong breeze catches you, you might even get a lift up the hill."
It is a relief to see her, free of the stage and whatever horror that was she had been dragged into acting out. There had been no time to find anyone, back there, swallowed up in her own performances and fruitless efforts to do anything but reel. The last few months have been a never ending train of energy sapping bullshit and it's starting to scare her, how little she has left to give each time.
Which makes that a bit of a loaded question.
With a long, weary sigh she shifts, semi-consciously, until she's sagged against Ripley's side, head falling against Ripley's shoulder in place of her own.
"I'm— holding. By a thread. You?"