[ the immediate urge to run over and give him 100 kisses and comfort only to remember that i am playing a teenage boy now and not some stinky asshole
by which i mean. ichiro's a little late getting back to the dorm this evening, his expression sort of dark when he shuts the door behind him. he's holding something in his hands, and spotting molly, the shadow over his brow fades. he glances down at the cup in his hands, makes his way over, and kind of half crouches in his vision, then offers him the cup. ]
...here, Molly. 's hot cocoa. [ he's unhappy, too - you don't have to read ichiro's thoughts to know that he and sakyou were close, and he and manwol were, too. ]
[ he nods. there's a quiet determination to it, even if it's solemn, sad at the edges. exhausted. ]
Yeah. I remember everybody, now - people back home, too. It's still - I kinda feel like... I guess it's probably what a hangover would be like, but I'm okay. [ and then, a little more emphatically - ] Fuck this place, there's nothing I wanna do more than shut this shit down and get everybody out of here.
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by which i mean. ichiro's a little late getting back to the dorm this evening, his expression sort of dark when he shuts the door behind him. he's holding something in his hands, and spotting molly, the shadow over his brow fades. he glances down at the cup in his hands, makes his way over, and kind of half crouches in his vision, then offers him the cup. ]
...here, Molly. 's hot cocoa. [ he's unhappy, too - you don't have to read ichiro's thoughts to know that he and sakyou were close, and he and manwol were, too. ]
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Thanks. Appreciated. You doing ... Well. Stupid question. You together still? Ready to finish this?
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Yeah. I remember everybody, now - people back home, too. It's still - I kinda feel like... I guess it's probably what a hangover would be like, but I'm okay. [ and then, a little more emphatically - ] Fuck this place, there's nothing I wanna do more than shut this shit down and get everybody out of here.
[ Everybody. ] You?
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[A more solid half-smile at that. It's kind of nice to hear some conviction.]
Mm. Me too.