October
a sunflower soul
with rock'n roll eyes
with rock'n roll eyes
Ready to scream, Tobi very nearly shakes Finn. I don't care what his name is! she wants to whine, but her throat has closed tightly around the sobs that push against the back of her teeth over and over. "...finn.." She cries softly, on the verge of hysterics again. It isn't a state that Tobi finds herself in often, and though she's weathered a number of storms and crises in her time, never before has she lost her own child.
So when the boy plops down and starts pointing at his foot, Tobi is nearly ready to ask one of the dragoons to pick him up and take him home until she catches the familiar splotch of purply-brown. Blinking at it rather stupidly for a moment, the doctor releases her grip on Finn's arms (sure to leave bruises in familiar-enough patterns), and crawls toward the seated boy.
Reaching gently for his foot, Tobi wipes her thumb across the mark to be sure that it wasn't just extremely coincidentally placed mud. When the blemish remained, she looked up at the boy, before cupping his face in her hands. "Everest?"
So when the boy plops down and starts pointing at his foot, Tobi is nearly ready to ask one of the dragoons to pick him up and take him home until she catches the familiar splotch of purply-brown. Blinking at it rather stupidly for a moment, the doctor releases her grip on Finn's arms (sure to leave bruises in familiar-enough patterns), and crawls toward the seated boy.
Reaching gently for his foot, Tobi wipes her thumb across the mark to be sure that it wasn't just extremely coincidentally placed mud. When the blemish remained, she looked up at the boy, before cupping his face in her hands. "Everest?"
curious thoughts
& a heart of surprise
& a heart of surprise
