[Ishu]

November 30th, Chicago; Base. 12pm.

Their combat kept at a stalemate until he pulled to the side and gave her a few hits. Features inflating, she resisted the rage and came at him, getting faster and faster. With one harsh blow to his shoulder, she proceeded to lightly backhand him on the face, on each cheek, then continued with the blocked punches and subtle blows to other parts of his body.

December 1st, Chicago; Base. 12:30AM.

She could see his thoughts as if they were happening in that moment and lay her hand over his forehead. "I am well. you are more concerning, now." She lay down on the bed beside him and curled up, her back to him, as one leg hung off of the side. "I'm too tired to go back. I will... rest here." Almost instantly, she'd drifted off beside him, her figure pressed against his good side but only with a light touch that was almost hollow and lacked all warmth.

Some moments went by when they both drifted off and her figure started to fade away, leaving a subtle lingering feeling as if she were still there but could not be seen.