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#2020-09-19 16:17:11, as written by StorminJericho

Jemma watched for only but a moment before darting forward. She knew her body and mind were sluggish, knew that the intentions could've been read wrong and all sorts of miscommunications were possible in the very moment- But the tears were too much. And she was too tired.

J-3 was too tired. Far, far too tired. Too tired of tears and the mercurial, murky, rampant, radiant, utterly alien emotions of those around her. Today had been too long, and even for one who struggled to really keep a firm grasp on the idea of time passing, or of events happening a specific way, time felt as if it was dragging on and on.

She was aware of her limbs moving before they really knew what was going on, aware of their hands abruptly coming to rest behind Vic's head. Their face was a blank, scrunched up expression. A look of concentration, of sadness perhaps? It wasn't up to Jemma to tell anyone. Not at the time. For she did not know, nor understand the pulse of 'feeling' that ran through her.

She spoke again, words coming out in a rush as another pair of arms sprouted from her hips. They reached back, scooping up the belt from the floor, before coming forth again and rather bluntly- clinically- slipping the thing through the loops of the too large pants. Jemma buckled the length of leather, and spoke as she remained somewhat in Vic's space. The arms receded along with her words coming forth.
"I am sorry. I am sorry, I would like to hug you, terribly so. I do not want you to feel, uh, alone. Humans do not do well when feeling isolated... I can leave, of course, if you'd like. But I would rather not." A brief pause, before continuing. "I, erm, I think you are... Doing good. I believe you are doing good. You will, erm, you are... Hurting. But I would like to, uh... Al- Aegis!- says that to be alone while grieving is never good. I do not want you to not be good. Even... Though I just met you the other day... Hm."
Jemma quieted then, turning about and picking up one of the many scattered paper towels. She offered it out to Vicki Vortex, and stepped back with an expression that could be construed as someone who had a hornet stinging them in the nethers.

Snippet #2815213

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