Bracelets for the soul

Logically. Logically. Logically.

"And logically, you'd try and kill something you fear before it has a chance to kill you. That's how logic works, right?" They spat as Cyrus left the room. Aberdeen wanted to tear the place up. They wanted to smash everything, tear bedding apart, just destroy everything around them out of pure frustration that they thought Cyrus of all people would understand them. He did use 'logic' after all.

Aberdeen packed the small containers back into their bag and stared in the mirror for quite some time. "Why the fuck did I do that?" They stated, referencing the conversation the two just had. "Of course he wouldn't care. He's a fucking human." Aberdeen turned away from the mirror and walked into the shower, sitting atop the bedding they had laid out.

Their phone vibrated, and when they pulled it out it they had an email. From Heavy.

'Yo, everythings set up for tomorrow. You gonna be ready?' Aberdeen gulped as they began to respond. 'No..They put us in a plane. I don't know how long we're gonna be up here. I'll let you know when we land.' They sent back, their hand shaking. They were horrified, but it didn't matter. They couldn't show that. They simply sat there, waiting for another email.

Aberdeen heard Maicy's voice come from the doorway, their heart dropping once more. 

"I'm fine, thanks." They shouted from the other side as they sat back against the tile. "Just give me a little bit. I'll be out soon." They stared at their phone, waiting for Heavy to respond. There was no way that Aberdeen would take the chance that somebody would see these emails. They sighed in annoyance, pissed off at themselves. As if to try and calm down, they sent their fist straight into the wall, cracking the ceramic tile, slightly.

Aberdeen curled themselves into a ball, their aura the shade of the night sky. "Why couldn't I just be born normal..." They whispered over and over to themself, too low for anyone to hear.

(((The bathroom door isn't locked btw, Aberdeen never relocked it)))

" Yeah me too" Willow nodded. " Though I have some of my favourite songs saved in my phone." she pulled out her phone from her pocket .
1 new message; Dad
" Oh, totally forgot about dad...sorry Rowan"
She opened the message

" Haha sorry about that!" Willow smilled back at her soulmate. Suddenly, a growling noise was heard. Its Willows stomach again. " Oops, hah! I guess i am still hungry. I will grab a snack from my bag, are you hungry?" She asked him

Alti stayed on the couch where Aberdeen had set him, turning over to his side to watch the rest of the battle unfold between his two mutuals. He let out a few exasperated whimpers as he stoked his hair, unsure of what to do now. His breathing had begun to calm down, but he still found himself in a heated daze, his mind wrapping itself around their sensual suggestions and bouncing them against the borders of his skull.

I'm pretty sure a nerd like me could think of much more inventive means of pleasuring you.

Could your flimsy arms pick Alti up and jack-hammer him all night long~

When having sex in zero gravity, none of that matters~ It's all just pure creativity.

"Woooow....." he mused, his cheeks still flushed in a bright hue of red.

Rin froze, eyes wide. He looked up towards the ferret on his shoulder, nervousness hinted on his breath. As he opened his mouth to speak, somebody else spoke before him.

Vale seemed pleased with this, but stopped short when he realized she wanted him to go first. He frowned beneath his mask, clearly not wanting this to be the case. He tried to play it off. "I need to grab something really quick." He vanished back into the room, closing the door behind him. He had to act fast before she decided to follow. He couldn't allow her any time to question him. Get in, get out.

He went back to where he had set his suitcase down. He had to make sure he actually came back with something significant. He pulled out a small case with a series of syringes inside, grabbing one of them and holding it tightly in his hand. Quickly, he used one of the remaining ones, sticking it into the left side of his neck and wincing at the pain. Once he had discarded the used one into the trash, he opened his mask and allowed the dark droplets that had collected there from his coughing to slip out and onto the floor. His suit appeared to me made of some sort of liquid resistant material, and there was no indication that the drops had been on the inside of the suit at all. He rubbed them into the carpet with his foot and then took a deep breath before turned back to the beds.

He wiped at his brow, as he'd been sweating profusely at this point. His bed was jolting back and forth, seeming to be rebelling against the force keeping it in place. "This is going to be a problem." He muttered to himself. He made a mental note to try and mess with the wiring of the bed later on, but for now he started walking back towards the door.

His bed followed him.

He glanced at Alraada's bed, staring at it hard for a moment. It shook before sliding the opposite way across the room, going against the wall on Vale's original side of the room. Now that her bed was the opposite from his, he wouldn't have to worry about what he planned to do. He walked back up to the door, opened it and quickly slipped out, allowed nothing behind him to be seen. His bed slid effortless against the door, now as far away as it could get from Alraada's bed, and effectively blocking anyone from being able to enter. For an extra touch, the lock slid in place, although it wasn't audible. He did all this in roughly 30 seconds.

He slipped the syringe into Alraada's hand. "Here. If there's ever another emergency, give this to me anywhere on the left side of my neck." He pointed and smiled before quickly heading down the hallway. He did his best to allow little reaction time, moving swiftly away from her. "I'm trusting you, darling~! Come on!" He cart wheeled the rest of the way to the lounge, his strength seeming to fully return now that they were out of the bedroom.

"Don't apologize." Aberdeen commented, before going silent again as other people began to enter. They refused to look at anyone, however, and merely continued to stare out into space. They had nothing to say to anybody. They simply wanted to get off this plane, as their anxiety continued to shoot through the roof. Just the idea of having Cyrus know their secret as well as have him in the room along with several other people nearly sent Aberdeen into a panic attack. 

"You didn't do anything wrong." They said, slightly glancing towards Cyrus before turning back to face the wall.