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reverielogs2018-05-24 09:26 pm
wingstosee) wrote in reverielogs2018-05-24 09:26 pm
Entry tags:
- altered carbon: takeshi kovacs,
- angel sanctuary: sakuya kira,
- cinderella: cinderella,
- danganronpa: hajime hinata,
- digimon: erika mishima,
- final fantasy: rhea'li khbala,
- house in fata morgana: giselle,
- metroid: samus aran,
- nier automata: 9s,
- persona: goro akechi,
- persona: ryuji sakamoto,
- power rangers: zack taylor,
- shadowhunters: clary fray,
- steven universe: lapis lazuli,
- the magnus archives: jonathan sims,
- tinker tailor soldier spy: ricki tarr,
- windstorm comics: apollo,
- wktd: neptune,
- wktd: venus
open; THE GRAND PHANTOM HEIST
» WHO? Anyone and everyone!
» WHEN? 5/24, possibly going into the wee hours of the morning.
» WHERE? The bar, Deck 3.
» WHAT? Venus has a convoluted plot to get everyone into a room and drinking.
» WARNINGS? Hopefully, nothing past alcohol consumption and discussions/drinking games!
[ the announced day has come, and the hour draws ever closer. in mere hours, everyone on the station will come to know...
THE WRATH OF THE PHANTOM THIEF.
by which i mean, the station-wide drinking party venus has been wanting to throw since she got here. let's keep things friendly, everyone!
ooc: top-level prompts posted as headings below! feel free to post your own top-levels under the headings! ]
» WHEN? 5/24, possibly going into the wee hours of the morning.
» WHERE? The bar, Deck 3.
» WHAT? Venus has a convoluted plot to get everyone into a room and drinking.
» WARNINGS? Hopefully, nothing past alcohol consumption and discussions/drinking games!
[ the announced day has come, and the hour draws ever closer. in mere hours, everyone on the station will come to know...
by which i mean, the station-wide drinking party venus has been wanting to throw since she got here. let's keep things friendly, everyone!
ooc: top-level prompts posted as headings below! feel free to post your own top-levels under the headings! ]
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Ugh.
[God now she's thinking about it.]
People might have died in here.
[thanks]
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[Yeah, thanks. He makes a face, a kind of really? that's your first thought? kind of face, which he tries to hide behind a sip from his mystery alcohol. That sure is... a sobering thought, alright.]
Maybe not. [He doesn't sound convinced, though, just taking another sip.] I mean... there's still so much we don't know about this station. We shouldn't jump to conclusions.
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[Unlike Erika, he's not drunk. He's pretty sure he's barely even tipsy, staring into the neck of the beer bottle with a quiet hum of assent. She's... not wrong. If he were to die, if he were to disappear, he'd... want to be with someone.
That claws at his heart, sinking icy talons right in. Disappear. Die alone. His jaw clenches, and his fingers tighten around the bottle as he looks anywhere but at her. That's... all too relatable, and he doesn't like it.]
Mmm.
[He just hums, trying to shake off that sinking feeling, but not really succeeding.]
I guess I agree with that.
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Back up again, spooked into flight, the ache nipping at her heels. She frowns and downs another mouthful of water, hands unsteady. It's bad. Feeling floaty is the opposite of the antidote to this; she scrubs her palms over her knees to feel the texture of the jumpsuit, and stares at Hinata's face, studying him carefully to decipher his expression.]
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But he knows that Erika is looking at him, just like he knows that he doesn't want to be the kind of person who she can't rely on. So he forces a smile and glances back up to meet her eyes.]
Well... I know if it was me, I'd be happy other people we having fun in such a terrible place. So... maybe we shouldn't feel bad about things we can't change. Right?
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That's really all you can do... [Her gaze wanders away. Ahhhh, wait, there it is.] I said something weird.
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But she's talking again, so he pulls the bottle away, blinking at her and trying to pretend like his throat isn't burning from carbonation.] Huh?
[Oh, yeah. She sure did. He just laughs quietly and shakes his head, giving her a more genuine smile.]
Maybe a little, but... that's okay. It's good that we can talk about all kinds of things, right?
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The upset puts out seeds.]
That's not "good". All that is is...
[Forgetting completely about the comment on the floor that got her sitting up again, Erika goes to lie back down on the floor, then pops back up to sitting out of frustration.
It's what? All that is is what? A platitude? A lie? What does Hinata ever talk about? What does she ever talk about? If they did talk about all kinds of things, would they even understand each other? Would they stand each other? How do normal people even deal with these half-baked, just-started friendships?]
I don't believe you. [She sighs it out like a weighty confession.]
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[It's said a little weakly, because there she is, laying on the floor again. Hopefully nothing questionable gets stuck to her face.
She sits back up almost immediately, though, and he breathes a quiet sigh of relief, though his shoulders are still tense. The way she'd trailed off... it makes him feel like he's said something wrong.
And then that second bit, I don't believe you... He doesn't know how to answer that.]
Um... sorry. [The apology slips out before he can stop it, a reflexive apology for not being able to give her what she needs. He doesn't know what that is, exactly, but if he were someone reliable, like a talented protagonist, then he could...]
You don't have to believe me, but... I'm glad we're friends. Sometimes that means saying weird stuff, and that's okay.
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her pocket to...
Toto's on the ground over there, okay. She rocks onto her knees and crawls over to retrieve her.
Then throws her at Hinata's face again.]
Don't apologize.
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[he doesn't know where she's going, and he's honestly a little concerned that she's crawling around to-- oh, okay. Get her stuffed animal and-- yeah.
Yeah, he kind of figured she was going to hit him with it again, though in spite of himself, his hands come up too late to block it. That's weird, he really did try to block it.]
Ow, hey!
[He almost apologizes again when she says not to apologize, but he bites his tongue and just frowns at her, holding the stuffed animal hostage so she can't hit him with it again.]
What was that for?
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[Emotions suck on a normal day and even more so when you're too drunk to articulate them!!!
She narrows her eyes, commits, and lunges to grab for her dear captured friend.]
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[Hajime isn't a quiet boy when startled. Hajime is actually a rather loud boy in many occasions, though he's tried to keep a fairly low profile during his time here. The lunge startles him enough that he shouts, probably loudly enough to cut through the whole room for a moment, and he tosses the stuffed animal back before she can physically tackle him.]
Here, here!
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That's against the...rules of engagement, Hinata. Taking hostages.
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Do people usually hit other people with hostages?
[It slips out just as easily as the apology earlier, the kind of thing he'd usually try to keep to himself. That's probably the alcohol at fault, distracting him from what he's actually saying aloud instead of merely thinking.]
I still don't know why you smacked me in the first place.
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[Obviously?? Erika tucks Toto back into her pocket and crosses her arms.]
You must have done something bad. [fuck if she can remember.]
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Alright, alright. Whatever I did, I won't do it again.
[Whatever it was.]
What were we talking about, anyway?
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[Which in and of itself is a novel, bizarre feeling, one that's been trickling through her perception since coming here and widened to a flood once she got into the drinking game. Not remembering. A process of dropping bits and pieces of herself as she goes, or deliberately shaving them off and watching them scatter.
Probably not a healthy thing to be doing.
Maybe it's just zeroing out the equation. Unhealthy body, reasonably healthy mind. Healthy body, unhealthy mind. But mind-body dualism is a crock of shit, so...?]
I don't remember. [She repeats herself at a thoughtful murmur, playing with the sleeves of her crossed arms.] I think maybe, I'm not going to remember saying I don't remember. Like it never happened. Then it's just... [She loses track of the train of thought.] If you remember I said it, then you have to...then that's...
[She gestures broadly and mysteriously, willing her point to materialize in Hinata's mind.]
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Alright, I'll remember you saying you don't remember. How's that?
[He's not planning to drink nearly enough to forget anything. For some reason, the concept of forgetting things makes him uncomfortable in a foreboding way he can't really explain.]
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[And there we go, that's an honest-to-god smile that jumps onto Erika's face, despite the lingering haze of grouchiness. The contrast makes it look almost smug or sly.]
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I like your smile.
[...He flushes and holds up both hands, trying to stave off any protest or, who knows, Ryuji swooping in to nonverbally threaten him for giving a girl a compliment.]
N-Not in a creepy way! Just, you should maybe... smile more often. It suits you.
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to flush and look away, silent, hoping that if she stays still and quiet and doesn't engage until the subject changes that that will be enough.]
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C'mon, let's go find somewhere to sit that isn't the floor. I don't feel like doing laundry just yet, you know?
[He offers her a hand. Please let him help you up, friend.]