heavyhitter | IC CONTACT (futuro & prisma)

so just to be clear
i don't have to throw vaughn through a wall right

Oh my gosh, Ramir, no!
You... You probably shouldn't do that anyway....

yeah we'll see
you wanna come over and tell me about it?

If you aren't busy, I'd love to!

yeah for sure cmere
"mere" being sigma's room, third on the right from the staircase

Oh, um.
I don't want to intrude...

on what?? he's not even here
you might intrude on fat pepper's shitting time but personally i would not complain about that

[ look she doesn't know these things...! it's still fairly early in the morning, after all, and generally she and achilles would lounge about when they had nothing to do... ]

Perhaps she and Saffron can go out and explore for a bit then.
But okay! If you're sure, I'll be over in just a bit.

yeah sure but if saffron eats her sigma's gonna be kind of bummed

[ as if sigma needs any more reasons to be bummed... ]

Oh gosh no, he'd never!
They're good friends, it's fine.

alright if you say so, i'll know where to point the finger
come over whenever

I'll be there soon!

[ it takes her a little over five minutes, mostly because she hadn't actually gotten out of bed yet. her hair is tamed at this point, at least, though she wears little more than the pajama shorts gifted by haise, and one of those godawful sweaters. ]

Ramir? [ she knocks on the door, saffron yawning loudly at her side. ]

[ The door pops open in a second to Ramir similarly lazily dressed, in just a tanktop and underwear. It's like a morning slumber party, right? Definitely. Pepper darts out immediately past her, to take up sniffing at Saffron's legs. ]

Hey! [ Are you ready for this hug, Olivia, because here it comes. It's a combo hug-and-pull-into-room, because Ramir wastes no time. ] My phone says it's like three days from Christmas, so merry almost-Christmas!

—Oh!

[ olivia can do nothing more than stumble into ramir's bear hug, tripping over her own feet as she's pulled in. saffron blinks at the display rather lazily, but seems to perk up when he spots a familiar feline. he makes a low, chirping sound more similar to his times as a younger cub, and rises onto his feet to playfully bat at the fat tabby. ]

D-Don't stray too far, [ she says to the felines, who have already begun to forget humans exist tbh. she turns to ramir then, lifting her arms to return the hug properly. ]

Merry almost-Christmas to you too, Ramir! Thank you for having me over...

[ She bumps the door closed behind them with her hip, and inside the scene inside is a moderately tidy room, nothing too remarkable — plus a pink cake with white frosting set inside a lidded cake stand, and a small wrapped parcel at its base. Ramir points at them as she frees Olivia from the hug. ]

That's yours, also I wanna hear all about this date.

[ sorry ramir all attempts at girl talk must be put ON HOLD for an indeterminate amount of time, as olivia's mind manages to catch up with ramir enough for her to understand the gesture.

her gasp is sharp, hands flying up to cover her mouth. ]

R-Ramir... really? [ literally only olivia would be surprised by this, given ramir's complete lack of subtlety. ] Oh my gosh, you shouldn't have...!

[ is she crying? she's totally crying. ]

[ Okay, so, Ramir used to think she cried pretty easily, but she doesn't think she's ever cried about a cake. (Not yet, anyway.) Olivia might win this one. Her eyebrows pop up, then a laugh bursts out as she slings an arm around her shoulders. ]

Oh my god, look at you! It's just a cake. [ She uses that slung arm to nudge her forward. ] Fine, date stuff in a second, wanna have cake for breakfast?

[ ramir she canonically cried over a lone strawberry on a plate ok i think you may have to give up that mantle

but at the nudge, olivia can only stumble forward, her lower lip quivering as big, wet eyes turn towards the taller woman. ]

B-Breakfast? [ it's more of a "how can i possibly eat such a BEAUTIFUL and MEANINGFUL GIFT" and less a "god what time of the day is it have i eaten at all today" kind of question... so. progress! ]

Ramir — really... thank you so much. I don't even know what to say...

[ Check out this forethought: She thought to grab plates and forks and a knife for cutting. God, she's on fire today. She pulls them out, but first turns a smile on Olivia. It's not one of her usual lazy grins, it's something much warmer. ]

You saved Sigma's life, right? Back on Zeta-12. A belated cake is kind of the least you deserve, if you ask me.

[ olivia falters a bit at that, thrown by both the warm expression...

and how much it hurt to look directly at it.

rather hastily, she has to glance away. ]

...I suppose I did, yes. [ she smiles a little, too, recalling how worried he'd been in that moment, threatened with the possibility of never seeing ramir again. ] But I only did what anyone else would in that moment.

Hey, hey —

[ She ducks around, looking to snag both of Olivia's hands in hers even as she dips to catch that wayward gaze again with hers. ]

Don't dismiss that shit, alright? There's people out there that might've wanted to help but couldn't, and some who wouldn't even give a shit. [ And she may not have seen the extent of the damage at its worst, but she sure saw the scars it left. She has an idea of how bad things were. She gives those hands a squeeze. ] He probably would've died without you there — thanks, Olivia.

[ she does meet ramir's gaze eventually. but only briefly.

still, at least her smile is a bit more genuine, a little less pained. and the squeeze she gives ramir's hands in turn is firm. ]

You're welcome, [ she finally concedes, even if her voice is quiet. there is a brief moment of hesitation before&mdsah; ]

He was very determined to get back to you... It'd be a lie to say it was all me.

Yeah, maybe, but determination only get anyone so far.

[ Her smile warms again, and she leans in for two quick kisses, one on either of Olivia's cheeks. ]

Anyway, point is, I owe you more than a couple presents. Literally anything you need, even if you think I'm not the right person to help — just ask. I'll find a way.

I'll — keep that in mind, [ she says around a strained smile, mostly because she isn't really the kind of person to think of asking for favors in the first place. it's the best she can promise ramir, at least.

she turns towards the cake then, perhaps a bit too eager for something else to focus on. ]

I didn't know you baked...

Yeah, I bet there's plenty of shit you don't know about me.

[ Because that sounds way better than "I didn't until I started on this thing", much more confidence-inspiring. Before the cake, though, she reaches for that wrapped parcel, holding it out. It's a lovely red and gold affair, with a pretty bow and everything. (She stole the bow from one of North's gifts to them, don't be too impressed.) ]

Hang on, open this one first.

[ And inside is a pair of golden bracklets wrapped up in a handwoven cool teal, sheer scarf, both from Perdition's Rest. ]

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