i mean i didn’t think it would’ve been anything to do with him he didn’t really seem the type
[ Yeah, she’d be protective if someone hurt her and that kinda makes South think someone might’ve fucking hurt her, but no, Felix isn’t her first assumption. ]
please tell me where you’re hurt, at least?
[ If she doesn’t want to say how it happened— maybe it stings a bit that she doesn’t trust her with that suddenly, but fine, she can leave that part alone, but. She’s still worried. ]
[ Look she’s had a dislocated shoulder herself before. It happens in her line of work. And yeah no she doesn’t like thinking about Ducky in pain like that. Now she really wants to know what happened, but— ]
[ Some admittedly illogical part of South hoped she might be somewhere else because the agreement to not go to Felix's apartment stands and right now she kinda really wants to see Ducky in the flesh. ]
[Except it's not an 'of course', not really. She's scared to go into someone else's home and be alone with them, right now. She knows consciously that most of the people whose homes she's been in would never hurt her, but there's a twinge of panic at the very thought right now.]
Please work toward finding a contract partner, in the meantime?
i'll try, wash got on my ass too. probably gonna resort to the network, easier than going door to door reach wise y'know
[ It's a real weak attempt at a joke, that, but no she's really worried. And just trying to reassure Ducky she'll try solve this stupid problem. The last thing she wants is worrying her by ending up in jail. ]
and when i miraculously pull it off we can do something fun again
[ She almost types something that feels extremely and possibly too bold and also scary but doesn't. Not right now. ]
[ She probably deserves a little scolding, but she'll take the blow softener anyway. ]
proooobably wise. i'm not gonna! but. y'know, shit happens
[ Everything happens so much. Like people vanishing. And the woman she's in love with getting a dislocated shoulder from something or probably someone. ]
[ She's also mentally holding her to reaching out when she's ready to meet again. If it's too long, she might get worried all over again and maybe reach out herself. Just to check in. ]
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I will be fine. I just need time to heal.
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what’s the injury? what happened??
[ She’s so goddamned concerned it’s unreal. Stopping mid-workout in her place to alternate pacing and leaning against things. ]
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And before you start to worry, it had nothing to do with Felix. So please don't chase him down or anything.
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i mean i didn’t think it would’ve been anything to do with him he didn’t really seem the type
[ Yeah, she’d be protective if someone hurt her and that kinda makes South think someone might’ve fucking hurt her, but no, Felix isn’t her first assumption. ]
please tell me where you’re hurt, at least?
[ If she doesn’t want to say how it happened— maybe it stings a bit that she doesn’t trust her with that suddenly, but fine, she can leave that part alone, but. She’s still worried. ]
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holy shit ducky
[ Look she’s had a dislocated shoulder herself before. It happens in her line of work. And yeah no she doesn’t like thinking about Ducky in pain like that. Now she really wants to know what happened, but— ]
where are you? at home?
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[ Some admittedly illogical part of South hoped she might be somewhere else because the agreement to not go to Felix's apartment stands and right now she kinda really wants to see Ducky in the flesh. ]
no, you're not the type to
i wanna see you. soon, at least?
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[Except it's not an 'of course', not really. She's scared to go into someone else's home and be alone with them, right now. She knows consciously that most of the people whose homes she's been in would never hurt her, but there's a twinge of panic at the very thought right now.]
Please work toward finding a contract partner, in the meantime?
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i'll try, wash got on my ass too. probably gonna resort to the network, easier than going door to door reach wise y'know
[ It's a real weak attempt at a joke, that, but no she's really worried. And just trying to reassure Ducky she'll try solve this stupid problem. The last thing she wants is worrying her by ending up in jail. ]
and when i miraculously pull it off we can do something fun again
[ She almost types something that feels extremely and possibly too bold and also scary but doesn't. Not right now. ]
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[Ducky does not often resort to emoji, but she wants to be sure South doesn't feel too much like she's being scolded for her habits.]
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[ She probably deserves a little scolding, but she'll take the blow softener anyway. ]
proooobably wise. i'm not gonna! but. y'know, shit happens
[ Everything happens so much. Like people vanishing. And the woman she's in love with getting a dislocated shoulder from something or probably someone. ]
tell me when you're up to meeting again, yeah?
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I'm sorry for worrying you, South.
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you don't gotta apologise, its like you said to me i'm gonna worry. can't help it, cuz i care
just
take care of yourself, okay? take that rest
[ That is 100% a hypocritical statement because she is a terrible rest-and-recover-ee when injured, but still. ]
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holding you to that
know you'd do the same for me
[ She's also mentally holding her to reaching out when she's ready to meet again. If it's too long, she might get worried all over again and maybe reach out herself. Just to check in. ]