#goldfinchfreehold

"Hello?"

Tromp tromp tromp tromp.

"Piper? Sylvi?"

"they ain't here" Prissy calls ou

"Hey Prissy. No? Where they at?"

A swallowing sound "they tickle going down.. huh? Oh yeah...they're off to find the Rover... Piper's a pyro now"

"...Hunh."

A text back to Siv. (S & P are on silver, finding O)

"Don't come any closer... fucking rollers in my hair are stuck"

"Why do you have rollers?"

"Was trying to get more curl in my hair.. just to see.. now the things are stuck"

no response to the text

A frown at her phone.

"Stuck? Um. Want a hand?"

"Well, if you think you can help?" She shows herself. Oh what a mess "You laugh and we throw hands, don't care if I lose or not"

She shrugs. "I've broken brushes in my hair, before. It sucks. Hair's hard."

"Hurts like a bitch too when it fights you" She agrees

"Yeah. Trick is going slow."

And it seems that the brawny girl can be a surprisingly delicate touch as she works.

"If I cry, you didn't see nothingg" But.. the delicatte hands make hard yanks less likely

"I get it, yeah."

"You're not bad at this" She says as work proceeds

"Like I said, got hair."

"You're a poofy oe yeah, kind of like a Lions mane"

"Heh."

"Hey, it works for you, " A look "you need a space by the balefire?"

"I mean, I'm okay?" The hospital visit probably dimmed some blue, true.

"Okay is like one step over bad, let's get you up to good. Folks might need you, and I know you trolls, someone needs you, you'll go even when you're nnot ready"

"Uh..."

"So sit your ass by the fire.." She checks her hair now that it seems settled "So you'll BE ready. It's weak, but it works"

"...right. Sorry. Thanks."

"you want some ramen? We don't got a kitchen"

"I'm good, but thanks. You do have that weird-ass vending machine. That's something. Got a turkey-flavored soda once."

"Shit. tha's better than the beet juice itt gave me"

A smile.