"Stop - you're going to waste supplies on me," Charlotte said annoyedly.
A Random Rp?
"Nope." He replied, using the ice fragments to cool her leg off.
Charlotte groaned. "It's not even bad. I've gotten worse burns than this from a cookstove."
"Just let me deal with you for once." Aster replied, a hint of irritation poking through his calm tone. He took the bandages from Quinn, and started wrapping up her leg.
"I don't need to be dealt with," Charlotte snapped.
"Fine. Let me help you." Aster retorted.
Charlotte rolled her eyes annoyedly. "This is so pointless."
Aster muttered something under his breath as he worked.
"What was that, oh wise sage," Charlotte asked drily.
"Nothing." He retorted, finishing with the bandages.
Charlotte shook her head. "Fine, then. Are you quite finished yet?"
"Yes. Don't take the bandages off." Aster replied, standing and brushing his hands off on his pants.
Charlotte stood, wincing slightly. "Or what?" She challenged, crossing her arms.
(i gtg to bed soon)
"Or…" Aster trailed off. "Just leave the fucking bandages on." He snapped.
Charlotte shook her head and turned back, heading towards the carriage. "I am definitely taking them off," she said, not bothering to keep her voice low.
Aster groaned. "Could you just listen to me for once, Lottie? I know you hate me, because you hate all things Wonderland, but could you please just use your ears and listen?" He snapped.
Charlotte turned around, leaning heavily on her right side. "Alright, first of all, I don't hate you, you're just absolutely stupid. And I don't hate Wonderland, I'm scared of getting attached to it, because nothing I love lasts for long. Now use your ears to listen and use your brain to think and let me live." She turned around without waiting for a response and resumed walking.
Aster shook his head, but didn't say anything. He raked a hand through his hair, then looked at Quinn. "Any other portals?" He asked.
Charlotte muttered darkly to herself as she neared the carriage. "What an idiot. 'Hate all things Wonderland,'" she shook her head irritatedly.
Quinn shook his head. "Get in the carriage." He jerked his head towards the carriage.
Aster sighed loudly, and went.
Charlotte yanked the door to the carriage open and slammed it shut behind her. She slid to the end of the seat and crossed her arms, fuming.
Aster sighed, and came in, sitting down. He shook his head a little.
Charlotte stared hard out the window, trying, and failing, not to scowl.
The carriage started to move. Aster sighed, drumming his fingers.
Charlotte tapped her foot on the floor, exhaling heavily.
Aster glanced over at her. "Sorry." he said slowly.
Charlitte squinted at the floor. "What for?" She asked, slightly confused.
"Losing my temper." He replied with a shrug.
Charlotte shook her head and turned sideways in her seat, leaning against the wall. "Whatever. It's probably good for me to get yelled at once in a while… or something."
Aster shrugged slightly. "Alright. If you say so." He replied, leaning against the wall.