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[personal profile] supercompacted 2025-06-19 11:44 pm (UTC)(link)
"We'll have to test how far we can go. Or wait until someone mentions it on the network, I suppose, but I always think running your own tests is the best bet. Maybe we should wait until there's someone to watch us? I dunno. If this has hit everyone, there might be a lot of call-outs today."

Her hair is falling in front of her face- she didn't have time to braid it today. So she sweeps it back as best she can and fidgets with the ends. "That'll inform how we continue, though. I'd like to give you as much space as I can. But if my guess is correct, we'll probably be sleeping in the same room for a week. Sorry, Cloud."
supercompacted: (...really.)

[personal profile] supercompacted 2025-06-27 12:00 am (UTC)(link)
"I'll do my best to not give him reasons to worry, or reasons for you to kick his ass," Fred asserts with a small smile and a nod. She doesn't look worried. She understands over-protective and jealous, at least a little. Especially considering all they've been through. She's hardly going to take it personally.

The experiment, then! She nods as he explains it, and lets him step back away from her. The distance immediately makes her feel queasy, but she bears with it until he's a little over 20 feet away. "Okay, stop! Stop stop. I don't think it's going to...to max out or whatever." She's leaning against the wall at this point, using it to keep her upright as she walks back towards him. "Think it would just knock us out if we went too much further...urgh..."
supercompacted: (Shoulder)

[personal profile] supercompacted 2025-06-29 04:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Fred takes the hand and- oh. The awful vertigo dissipates entirely. "That...well now, that feels a lot better. Thanks. And...sorry. I really should've called it off sooner. I thought maybe it'd reach a max discomfort at some point, but I should've known. That's not how floods tend to work. Are you all right?"

She knows he'll probably say he's fine, but Cloud's body has been through a lot. There might be a lingering headache or something.
supercompacted: (...really.)

[personal profile] supercompacted 2025-07-02 08:09 pm (UTC)(link)
She nods a bit when he says he's fine. If she just leaves that bit of hope open, maybe he'll actually think it over, eventually.

"That works for me, if it works for you," she says, squeezing his hand gently. "I'm guessing this is hitting the whole ship, so no one's gonna think the wrong thing about us holding hands." Probably not even Sephiroth, although the jury is out on him. "We're probably doing better than most, considering we work together already. But, um, let me know if you need some space- like, mental space. I promise I don't have to be talkin' all the time."

There have been numerous times in Maintenance when she hasn't said much at all, in fact. She will get extremely focused on one project or another. But being actually tethered together makes this situation feel a little different.
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[personal profile] supercompacted 2025-07-06 10:08 pm (UTC)(link)
"Really?" She asks, smiling a bit as she takes that in. Cloud could tolerate a lot, but he wouldn't say so unless he meant it. "Thanks. Looks like it's gonna be an okay week for us, then. I know a few people are probably going to have it tough."

As they're walking to the office, she thinks over what they have waiting for them. "Y'know, I bet we could probably hold down Maintenance ourselves if we had to. There's not as many projects as there have been in the past. Of course, no one's come around messing up the place either, recently. It's practically serene, compared to what I'm used to."