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[alienwear]

The whole point of a bond is to benefit both witch and monster. It's supposed to minimize the monster's feral impulses, make them easier to resist.

This is the first full moon she and Lapis have shared since they became bonded, and Peridot is not sure she's feeling any of those benefits yet. She feels just as agitated as ever, just as on edge. She's lurking up in her room, a victorian bedroom turned out of control greenhouse, pacing back and forth in front of the bedroom window as she keeps a mindful eye on her hoard of plants. She'd contacted Lapis by Watch, asked her to come up to keep her company. Which is frankly an embarrassing request to have to make, but for some reason it's the only thing that she can think that would make her feel any better right now.

Her eyes keep flicking to the door, ears pricked up for the sound of footsteps. It's totally dark in the room except for the moonlight filtering in through the bay window.

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[mirrortide]

It's been a rough ride since she came here, what with all the... learning she's had to do. Not having powers, or rather, not having her usual set of abilities as well as being thrown to an entirely, wildly different place from the home she'd finally started making for herself, has been hard.

Very, very hard.

But she's been adjusting! Slowly, in that uncomfortable way where no matter what she does she just feels wrong in her own-- well, it's skin now, isn't it?

Lapis opens the door, wondering just what could be the issue with Peridot with all of these things running concurrently through her head.

All of which stops the moment she locks eyes with Peridot.

"Uh. Do you know what a light is?"