Hey, um. I love you, man. [ she says, quietly, rubbing at her neck. easily. it's easy to say, it's so much easier to say than it used to be. it started with jester and then it grew into something that comes like second nature, and he hasn't been around for months and months, but everything that he was, everything that he is - has stuck with her.
and spending this week with him, she's finding she wasn't wrong. she didn't make it up. he's just as good as she remembered.
she cannot let the last conversation she has with him be some shitty story about how she fucked people over. not again. ]
[He can't do anything but smile at that, because. Well. It was like he thought. They really have grown to be such good people. How easily she says that and how easily he believes it.]
Of course. I love you too.
[He did receive at least part of his wish. How had Sasazuka put it? Splitting the lottery. Everyone has this fear of getting just . . . half of their desire, a quarter, an eighth of their wish, split amongst all of them, and that no one would want to fight for less than the entire thing. But that's bullshit to him too. He had gotten just a week more. A little more time, a fraction of the selfish lifetime he wants. And still he feels grateful for every second, as much as he feels sick at the idea of the last it ticking away in front of him.
A second chance to be able to say the things to your kin that you need to. Not everyone could be so lucky.]
And I won't let them lose you. That's the other promise I'm making.
[ she looks up at him, and smiles a little in return. it's always so - gratifying? relieving? when someone doesn't throw it back in her face. when they don't make fun of her for trying.
she swallows hard, wiping her eyes, and reaches through the bars to try and hold onto him somehow. she hates being alone, and she knows he does too, so. ]
I believe it. [ she says, sniffling slightly. ]
... Are you gonna stay? I don't want to be here by myself.
Hm-- Oh, yes, should have done that a while ago. Depressing in here.
[Getting up, going over to the podium and slappin' his hand down on it. He has to think for a minute before it's that beach in Nicodranas again. Empty, this time, because maybe it feels too cruel to have jail bars between her and their friends.]
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[ sniff. she sinks further into his coat. ]
Okay.
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Hey, um. I love you, man. [ she says, quietly, rubbing at her neck. easily. it's easy to say, it's so much easier to say than it used to be. it started with jester and then it grew into something that comes like second nature, and he hasn't been around for months and months, but everything that he was, everything that he is - has stuck with her.
and spending this week with him, she's finding she wasn't wrong. she didn't make it up. he's just as good as she remembered.
she cannot let the last conversation she has with him be some shitty story about how she fucked people over. not again. ]
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Of course. I love you too.
[He did receive at least part of his wish. How had Sasazuka put it? Splitting the lottery. Everyone has this fear of getting just . . . half of their desire, a quarter, an eighth of their wish, split amongst all of them, and that no one would want to fight for less than the entire thing. But that's bullshit to him too. He had gotten just a week more. A little more time, a fraction of the selfish lifetime he wants. And still he feels grateful for every second, as much as he feels sick at the idea of the last it ticking away in front of him.
A second chance to be able to say the things to your kin that you need to. Not everyone could be so lucky.]
And I won't let them lose you. That's the other promise I'm making.
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she swallows hard, wiping her eyes, and reaches through the bars to try and hold onto him somehow. she hates being alone, and she knows he does too, so. ]
I believe it. [ she says, sniffling slightly. ]
... Are you gonna stay? I don't want to be here by myself.
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I'll stay. If someone else wants to talk, I'll just be right outside the door.
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[ slow, steady exhale. ] Hey - can you change the room? [ ... ] I've been trying, but I don't think I'm allowed to anymore.
[ so it's just been a white room with a jail cell this whole time :( ]
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[Getting up, going over to the podium and slappin' his hand down on it. He has to think for a minute before it's that beach in Nicodranas again. Empty, this time, because maybe it feels too cruel to have jail bars between her and their friends.]
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Do you know what happened at all? Some sort of . . . mind control?
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No. I lost my staff after we got high on Thursday, and that's... really all that I know. I fell asleep with you guys.