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Seta Souji ⬤ Persona 4
residential district ⬤ Middle Lunatia, New Arrival Apartments
moonblessing ⬤ Iris

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[fridgeninja]

What kind of clothes do you want me to bring?

[highsteaks]

Stuff that'll cover me I'm just in my jacket rn I wasn't wearing that to my fight so it survived.

[fridgeninja]

I can handle that. And I have enough Chroma to heal you. I'm on my way.

[highsteaks]

I'm in the place you wait to fight in.

[When Souji gets the fight club, she'll find Chie huddled under her jacket in said waiting area, looking somewhat the worse for wear. There's blood all over Chie, not all of it hers, and dried seed down her legs, including the one that's been clawed. Her own scales and fangs and claws are gone now that the sun is up.]

Hi.

[fridgeninja]

... Hi.

[Souji goes down on one knee next to her, opening up the bag he brought. He has a fresh change of underwear, a sports bra, a set of sweatpants or track pants, a sleeveless top, and her 'house shoes' ready, along with a roast beef sandwich in a plastic bag, two water bottles, and a washcloth.]

... Healing first?

[highsteaks]

[Truly he's the best boyfriend.

Chie nods.]

Yeah. Please. Fight club... got kind of messed up. It sort of turned into, um, fuck club. And the guy I was with... he was pretty big.

[fridgeninja]

You're okay?

Mm, that's not it. I mean.

[He takes a deep breath, and casts his best healing spell. At the moment, that's Salvation, which ought to heal her injuries fully, along with any conditions.]

Were you - okay with it?

[highsteaks]

At the time? ... yeah. Now?



... I really don't know.

[And that's the truth. As exhilarating as the fight-turned-fuck had been at the time, now that it's done she feels...

Tired. Drained. Kind of shitty.]

I'm sorry.

[She's not even sure what she's sorry about.]

[fridgeninja]

I'm not upset.

Do you want help changing? Or... space?

[He's not sure how tired she is, or how she feels about contact right now.]

[highsteaks]

I. Maybe it would be nice. If you helped clean me off. Not in a sexy way, just...

[In a helping get the other guy's spunk off of her way.]

[fridgeninja]

Of course.

[He'll hand her one of the water bottles, and use the other to dampen the washcloth, stroking the cloth across her skin slowly, meticulously, not just focusing on the most obvious issue. He wants her to be able to feel clean all over, after she's been sweating, bleeding, aching all over, and he'll keep going until he's cleaned all her visible skin, or until she stops him. Methodical as he is, it still won't be that long - three, maybe five minutes.]

Better?

[highsteaks]

[She drinks the water. It helps as much as the cleaning does, actually. She must have been dehydrated by the end of the fight club. She hadn't realized.

It's nice he's doing this for her. Nice to be taken care of like this.]

Yeah. Better.

[fridgeninja]

Let's get you dressed and back home.

[highsteaks]

[She stands up and holds her arms out. She decided somewhere along the cleaning that she likes Souji doing all this stuff for her. So she definitely wants him to help dress her too.]

I... I miss it. Snake-sempai is great and I think I needed to have a little time away from everyone... but I missed you. I even missed Rise. I was pretty awful at her before. I just--

I get stuck. Sometimes. When I feel mad at people or sad or whatever. You know?

[fridgeninja]

It's not the same for me, but... I get stuck, too. It's why I wasn't telling anyone what had happened to me, or what I was thinking.

[He works while he talks, offering one piece of clothing after another and helping her pull them on, keeping the contact as gentle, as soothing as he can.]

That's why we have each other. To reach out to, and work through it. It's okay to need time to yourself... but we're still here for you.

[highsteaks]

[She manages to smile at that.]

I-- wondered. If maybe you might. I'm glad? I mean. Not that you do get stuck because it sucks. But that you understand.

[fridgeninja]

Me, too.

[She has underwear on now, and he helps her into the track pants - but to get the shirt and bra on, she'll need to shrug out of the jacket, first.]

There are some things we should talk about, but - I'd really just like to curl up next to you and sleep, tonight. Maybe take a shower together?

[He's not suggesting sex after something so drastic just happened to her, just... closeness. Comfort. Being next to her.]

[highsteaks]

[To her credit, Chie does figure that out when it's time. She'll lay the jacket down very gently on the bench she'd been sitting on before.]

Yeah, that sounds-- nice. We should do that.

[fridgeninja]

Good.

[He picks up the bra, then hesitates.]

... I've never put one of these on before.

[highsteaks]

[WELP. Did he grab a sports bra or a regular bra?]

[fridgeninja]

[Sports bra. He sees her in those more often.]

[highsteaks]

It's not hard, Souji. It's made of stretchy stuff, so I just pull it over my head.

[She'll even demonstrate.]

[fridgeninja]

I'm usually a little distracted.

[highsteaks]

Yeah, I noticed.

[Help her with her shirt?]

[fridgeninja]

[That he knows how to do, holding it up so her arms can find the sleeves, and helping pull it down onto her.]

Maybe tomorrow...