headmt | PC: BEAU + CALEB

More of the script, then. This time, killing and bloodshed.

[Ugh. Anyway, he assumes maybe she means the cloven crystal? But. Why does she need to worry about that snake bitch right now.]

Yellow and maybe looks like you might want to eat it as a snack? [Glancing towards Mollymauk.] Uhm. You know, you should maybe get those glasses. She's not in any condition to be awake. [. . .] Beauregard, if you wake up later tonight and see anyone who isn't Mollymauk, the only thing to remember is punching. Easy enough.

[COOL COOL COOL LOVE A GOOD SCRIPT. Anyway, he raises his eyebrows and then moves to stand - still holding Beau's hand for the moment, not pulling her up or anything. Just standing here for a second.]

Oh, shit-- Yeah. Alright. Glasses, Beau, you remember those? Where'd you leave 'em? Your room?

[that's a really good guess actually, the cloven crystal]

Yeah. Yeah, okay. [she holds molly's hand a little more tightly and tries to stand. she is COMING TOO. hhrrrh.] ... They're in my room. The glasses. I'm not - fucking, I'm not useless.

[she sounds frustrated, now.]

You are very far from useless, you could knock my block off right now if you wanted, but your head has seen better days.

Is it just names you are having trouble with. . . ?

[Yeah alright, she can hobble up the stairs to prove she is not useless!! Baby. Don't worry, she could kill both of them with a single punch still.]

No one is calling you useless! We're only saying if we're running around, I suppose I'm in the best shape at this moment.

[that's RIGHT she COULD]

Fine. [she's so grouchy about this. and then, reluctantly:] No, it's not just names.

... I'm having trouble remembering why I trust you guys, but I do.

[Hmm. . . that's a little bit sad, but in a way a little sweet, too.]

Well, with me, I think we sort of wore one another down over time. [He reaches and sort of hovers his hand over her shoulder.] Is it okay if I put my hand here?

Wouldn't worry about it too much. It'll come back. Or it won't, and it'll be fine.

[He'll slow down to let Caleb put a hand on her shoulder before he keeps leading her up the stairs, slowly.]

S'nice in here. Haven't been in this dorm before.

Yeah. Just don't - rub at it. [burns and frostbite hurts...

but now she has molly's hand and caleb's hand and she feels much better, honestly.]

I like it here, yeah. [sniff.] There's a girl I was gonna bring over to hang out with that's on campus. Really tall, black hair, white on the ends. I met her here.

[are you sure]

[Okay. Putting his hand gently on her shoulder. A little smile at that.]

Yasha, you mean? Maybe a little later for that, but sure.

[That's sweet, actually, even if it's clear Beau's head is being fucked with.]

Is that so? Well alright, 'long as you're respectful.

[she makes a face at molly.]

I'm a fucking gentleman. [anyway - she will grab the glasses and give them to molly, even if it takes her a bit because she has like ten hit points.

and then, a little more quietly to the two of them:]

... Stay. Until you can't.

Okay. I need to go give Luke something for your ears in a little while, though. So you have it fixed up before curfew.

[But that can wait for a little bit.]

[Taking the glasses and trying them on!! And then taking them off and shoving them into the pocket of his coat, patting it. Got it.]

... Starting to really hate this being separated thing. It's every fucking week, worse.

[she can hear if she tilts her head in a certain direction because one ear is less fucked up, so she keeps doing that when she sees their lips moving.]

Yeah. [she doesn't let go of either of them but she definitely needs to sit down again.] I don't, uh. I like it here? In this dorm, but the separation thing is not great, you're right.

... Guess there's not much we can do if we're together anyway.

I know.

[A little softly.]

I don't want to leave fall, either. I feel somehow that it's good to uhm, be there, but I also. . . I don't know.

In a way, I feel it would be worse to go to sleep and wake up to someone missing.

[A bit of a rueful smile:] You mean like before? With Lorenzo?

[He'll help her sit down if she needs to - just flopping next to her on whatever bunk bed is available. Unless Beau has the queen room all to herself, I don't know her life.]

Pulled the Journey for myself earlier, was thinking it might be time for a shake-up anyway. Maybe I come crash with one of you.

[nah she has a bunk, so she sits and coughs a little to cover the pained noise.

a beat, and then she sort of laughs, leaning against molly a bit.]

Choose fucking wisely, you're picking a side on the dorm war. [this is mostly a joke though.] Come to winter. Fall already has everybody I worry about, I'd like to have some fucking peace of mind.

[He's a little quiet in response.]

. . . Yeah, you could go where you like. It's not so bad here. Though there are some good people at Fall, too.

You're right, it is serious. There are battle lines here.

[He snorts, and flops backwards, hands over his stomach, tail lazily swishing. This probably makes it harder for Beau to hear but it isn't like the conversation is that important.]

Maybe I pull the cards about it. See where it takes me. Suprise one of you next week.

[she has to keep! turning her head! molly!!! she pretends like you can read and this is how you repay her!!

anyway, she's quiet for now she looks up at caleb, frowning slightly. mostly like she's calculating.]

[What, it's fine, he just blatantly didn't really extend an invite to Molly. That's probably because he doesn't want him there and not for extremely stupid Caleb reasons or something.]

Maybe you'll wind up in Summer.

[He noticed it! He noticed it. It's fine. Maybe he's bullshitting about moving too?]

Maybe we all just go to Summer? There's a bar. And a beach. Everywhere else is cold as balls.

I want a bar. [she grumbles.

... hold on, she just like reaches out to make a grabby hand at caleb? come here.]

[He's still touching her shoulder, but. . . okay? It seems to take him a second to get what she even wants him to do, but coming over.]

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