the chilly worlds, and the silent fields

[sputnik]

Who: Konstantin Veshnyakov + various
What: catchall / open & closed prompts
When: through March & April
Where: various places in town

Content Warnings: This character comes with a parasitic alien entity by default. More content warnings will be in various thread headers.

Comments

[sputnik]

[ Really, it's all such an absurd situation, a very new piece to his current existence that he could never have seen coming. He's still worried the thing might wake up, but it stays still; it must truly be sleeping. He can picture it there inside of him, making itself smaller; he's seen the X-rays. When it isn't extending itself, it curls up like a snake.

Carefully, he reaches out his hand to take the heating pad, and holds Randvi's gaze for a long moment, before giving another decisive nod. All right, let's do this. The last step in this plan; it could still fail.

But as he gently nudges the thing to his stomach and holds it there, letting the warmth seep through his skin, nothing happens. The creature seems to remain comfortable and warm, and satiated. Konstantin finally allows himself to speak again, though keeps his voice very low. ]

I think it's worked. It isn't moving anymore — it must still be asleep.

[meadqueen]

[Randvi nods, barely speaking above a whisper herself:] Good. That's good.

Would you like me to accompany you home, or do you think you can manage?

[sputnik]

[ Carefully, he moves to lean forwards a bit more, sitting on the sofa for a few lingering moments, just to be sure. But there's no disturbance, and soon enough he's giving a smile up to Randvi before he cautiously moves to stand, keeping the pad pressed to his abdomen. ]

I think I'll be all right now. You've done more than enough.

[ His coat and gloves are dried by now, and he carefully slips them on, both buttoning and zipping his coat up securely, pushing the heating pad to himself more tightly, but keeping one hand over it just to make sure it stays in place. ...Huh. Maybe he should think about using things like this more often. ]

I'll return this to you as soon as I can. Thank you again, devushka. [ He might have been playfully flirting a bit with her the last time he used the term, but something's shifted, repositioned itself. The word is just... warm, now. Just warm. (But of course, he can't resist a playful wink—) ]

You're my hero.

[meadqueen]

[Randvi stands near in case he needs more help, but he seems to be doing all right now.

Her cheeks flush pink at the warm tone, much to her embarrassment.]

I'll keep that in mind. Be safe.