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…I can fix him fr fr.

Nursed Back to Health

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Your character has either been injured/sick and had to be taken in (possibly against their will) or has been the one to help somebody like the former. Through the mending process, the two characters in a thread have fallen in love - or at least grown closer and more affectionate.
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[ m/m unless gen ]

[More likely to be the fixed than the fixer, just based on how Wreckers do. Assumed CR is fine, castmates loved, crosscanon, the works. Just no kids for sexy stuff.]

[ Most likely the one doing the nursing, but open to either role. ]

[ M/F for ship, OTA for gen. Either role. ]

[OOC: Either role is good.]

[ M/F for ships, OTA for gen ]

[[ either role, but a worse patient than you'd think ]]

( either role is fine )

( either role is fine! )

[Most likely the healer but open to either, she does live in a centuries-long war.]

Cho is aware of the concept of parallel dimensions, on a theoretical level. It's pretty impossible to exist in any academic circle without the conversation inevitably winding around to it, usually at some sort of university mixer, usually as the night is creeping toward morning. She enjoys thinking about it. It's exciting, in a purely theoretical way.

What is not exciting is leaning against a tree in Central Park to catch her breath as a wave of unexpected nausea rolls through her, and finding her entire reality abruptly shifting as gravity suddenly loses all authority over her body. She's not swallowed by the tree, because that's impossible, and her brain doesn't have the room for impossible right now. She's certainly not spat out of an entirely different, much larger tree, for the same reason. What is happening to her absolutely can't be happening to her, what just did happen to her absolutely could not have.

Her brain refuses to accept it. Of course, reality rarely cares what a person is or is not willing to accept, it just continues to be reality. So her brain takes it a step further, and refuses to accept consciousness. Her last clear thought is wondering if this is what having a stroke feels like, and then everything is darkness, and she doesn't have to think about anything any more.