[PRP] A Christmas Horror Story (Chel/Shun)

[chiickadee]

She took the words like a punch; not unlike the punch he'd delivered her a few months back.

"Then s'payment fer that too. An' anything else I do. All of it. An' fer all the good you do that nobody notices, y'know? Even f'it's just ... me." She put a hand up to her face to cover her mouth.  

[Blade Kuroda]

A low huff escaped him as he closed his eyes.

"What good? Really?"  

[chiickadee]

Chel's hand moved from her mouth to some of his lower-hanging hair. She was just playing with it, mostly, to keep herself idle.

"You saved Sunny an' figured out all that magic stuff- m'still not sure what happened 'cause I don't get none of it. You drive me places an' watch out fer stalkers in the graveyard. Yer detective boss now an' yer tryna put the pieces t'gether an' stuff. Face it, grumps- yer maybe not Jesus or nothin', but you got a good streak goin'." She had a soft admiration in her voice, not unlike before.  

[Blade Kuroda]

Shun scoffed lightly, shaking his head, "Half of what you said just now is not just me, you know. And whether or not we really saved Sunny is debatable."

Considering she might be dead right now. Somehow.

"And the promotion was not necessarily a result of anything I did. It just happened to be the rank I returned to."  

[chiickadee]

"Alright, alright," she tutted, "Yer the worst, whatever." Her hand wove into his hair more intricately than before. "I still like you."

She didn't mean that in the juvenile like like sense. There were some people you "loved" and you still didn't like them much. Chel just genuinely liked who Shun was. She still didn't know if that mean romantically or not; only that she was going to stop questioning it.  

[Blade Kuroda]

A low hum emanated from within his throat as she messed with his hair some.

"For whatever reason..." he muttered in returned.  

[chiickadee]

Chel thought about the grave she visited earlier. Maybe she just didn't want people to be lonely because she was so herself. Not pity or guilt; more like a kindred spirit. Maybe her brain didn't understand Shun but her heart did.

She took a long sip from her tea while she thought about it. This was enough.

"You happy with how things ended up?" she asked him vaguely.  

[Blade Kuroda]

"With what how ended up, exactly?"

That question could refer to a number of different things.  

[chiickadee]

"Magic in the world, detective boss," she listed off, "Is it what you wanted when we casted that s**t?"

Because it certainly hadn't been what Chel had wished for.  

[Blade Kuroda]

"To an extent, yes. The lack of magic in the world was a result of the cage that had been in place before. To keep it 'locked away' probably would have just caused the same issue as we had before the cage broke. It is... too early to tell if this was the best solution, however."  

[chiickadee]

"F'it breaks we just fix it again," she murmured into his shoulder. "I been gettin' nightmares of it. Like it just comes an' sucks us all up again. Out like a light."

On the other hand, there wasn't much Chel DIDN'T get nightmares about.  

[Blade Kuroda]

"That is hardly an ideal situation," he sighed.  

[chiickadee]

"Yer sleep been any better?" She pulled some of his hair behind his ear in the same motion.

She'd finished off her tea and handed him the mug; he could figure out what to do with it.  

[Blade Kuroda]

"It is not any worse." he shrugged.

Once given the mug, he looked around, then set it aside for now.  

[chiickadee]

"You ever try sleepin' pills or whatever? I was thinkin' of gettin' some of those." She had quite a few friends who needed sleep pills to sleep sometimes; their issues were less magical though.