A date, huh... Look at that, my Tanabata wish came true after all.
[He's just kind of muttering it to himself with dry sarcasm. Yeah, he wished to go on a proper romantic date for once, but he kind of had another librarian in mind when he wrote it. He also had the mind that it was just wistful bullshit that wasn't going to happen, so.]
Mutual suffering's a pretty powerful bonding activity. That, or we'll end up killing each other. [HA HA... J...OKES...?????]
Well, I tried...it was the thought that counts, I'm sure. Maybe mine will too.
[Why, did she also make a wish? Old cynical Daria? Make a Tanabata wish? At least now she felt like hers was NEVER going to come true...maybe. At this point she had no high hopes at all. But at least she can be in company of someone who probably really wished to be on a date with someone else. Much like how she-
No, she wasn't to get into it. But, that didn't mean she didn't want to be supportive. She always did. Over time, she just had to learn what was the best method. That was just Being There and see what happened really.]
I'd knew you'd understand. At least be merciful if it comes down to that.
He doesn't actually have the heart to keep going with it, so he offers only a non-committal grunt before taking a seat on the other end of the bench, leaning forward to rest his elbows on his knees and let his head droop forward. They can both suffer exhaustion together for now.
After he finally took a seat next to her, she tried very hard to not sit on back to take in the comfort of rest. Still yet. Her tail made another swish before trying to reconsider how to go from here.
He looked just as tired as she did. Maybe more so. He wasn't at work so he couldn't sleep.
What to do? She looked to him with a small frown, no longer feeling that humor was the best thing to go from here.]
Heh. I wasn't kidding about never sleeping well. But it's a whole lot worse when I'm stressed, and then that just makes the stress worse...
[His lips pull back in a mirthless grin as he shifts position to slump back against the bench instead, letting his arms hang over the back. There. That's a little more comfortable.]
Used to be I could just wear myself out with a good workout and sleep until morning but I'm too fucked up to even do that right anymore.
[But life goes on. At least, the life after life does.]
[So...it's stress. Next to already a bad sleeping habit. Old things weren't working so now it's just a matter of where to go from there.
She had to consider for a moment. What did she do when she was stressed? Well.]
I'd usually read, play video games, or watch movies when I'm stressed. Movies are closed, we don't have video games, and I think I reached a point in which looking at any text is going to drive me nuts.
Well. Nothing left to try but sex and hard liquor.
[Maybe if he weren't so tired he'd think just a LITTLE BIT HARDER about cracking jokes that crude, especially in front of a woman. Or, you know, in front of anybody ever. Eh. At least jokes are all they are.]
[...She missed this. She really did. It always seemed to make her feel just a little better about her place whenever she felt stressed. Maybe, she hoped, this helped him just a bit. Thankfully for her, she was okay with crude humor.]
[Just, you know, chewing on things a lot. He's pretty sure that if he were given a steak he'd spend a few hours with the bone afterward but he does not want to posit nor test that theory, thank you very much. UH, ANYWAY, HOW ABOUT THAT OTHER TOPIC-]
Tch. I knew someone who was good with drugs. ...The pharmaceutical kind. Medicine and crap. [Though he won't say they were all that legal.] Shame she never turned up here... She'd be able to whip up something to knock us both out and get us back to being proper human beings.
[A pharmacist? She managed to perk her little ears up at that? Such a wide array of skill sets he knew.]
That'd be nice, pending on what she'd be able to get over here. She'd make bank by selling natural remedies or maybe help the medical staff in these parts. There seems to be a niche for everyone.
[Anyway...god she was tired.]
Probably too late to change my own wish for something like that. Something we could all use.
I doubt that whole 'wish' business is legitimate anyway. It's a carrot on a stick for a bunch of dumb kids to do slave labour except the carrot isn't even real.
[...She knew that. She knew that from the very beginning. So why did she make one? Being greedy, maybe. Who even knew what possessed her to do it. Maybe just that small desire to get some closure. That one thing that seemed to worry her that she wished she could put to rest. The same bullshit that got her into this best.
Daria should have known better.]
Yet we both made one because of "tradition" or something. Maybe this place had a bit more of an effect than I first thought.
[All of the sudden, she found her eyes on the ground. She had a sudden urge in her chest. To say at least a little something. It should be...fine. He'd understand it, probably. He might be the only one who would.]
You told me you asked for a date. Well, I asked for a sign.
[Whether or not she wants to elaborate is up to her, but that's just vague enough to get him curious. Who knows, maybe 'a sign' was all her paper said. Which is just asking for trouble in a place like this.]
[Her best friend. The person she missed so much, despite everything. She'd miss her no matter what. No matter how far away or what she decided to own up to.]
That was it.
[...]
I shouldn't even have written it down. It was stupid.
[He watches her out of the corner of his eye for a long moment before letting his gaze drift up toward the stars.]
Nah. That sounds like a normal wish to me. But you ought to ask the Witch herself if you want a real answer.
[A gentle sigh escapes his lips.]
I made that kind of wish every damn day the first year- no, the whole time Luna was overseas. I missed him like hell. Even now with him off on some secret training again. Things were tough, and lonely, but I kept pulling through just to make sure I could welcome him back with a smile, you know?
[Hahah. So why's it so hard to do that these days?]
...Shit, that got really corny. I'm tired, okay. Point is, it's not a dumb wish and I hope your friend's doing the same.
[But without the seeds of Despair being sown all around her. He just keeps that thought to himself.]
[Once he turned to look at the sky, she turned her attention to him. Riye took in every single word he said and seemed to swallow each. She obviously knew he loved Luna more than anyone. In a slightly different cloth than Riye and Jane, but not so dissimilar. It was the same kind of feeling, being away from the people who mattered the most.
Welcome back with a smile, huh? Riye and Jane may be cross dimensions and not bodies of water, but it was the same mentality. No matter what happened, just keep looking forward. Mal made herself remember that every now and then.]
I was kind of corny first. We're all tired.
But thanks anyway.
[Her tail seemed to flick, and maybe a little small smile appeared.]
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[He's just kind of muttering it to himself with dry sarcasm. Yeah, he wished to go on a proper romantic date for once, but he kind of had another librarian in mind when he wrote it. He also had the mind that it was just wistful bullshit that wasn't going to happen, so.]
Mutual suffering's a pretty powerful bonding activity. That, or we'll end up killing each other. [HA HA... J...OKES...?????]
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[Why, did she also make a wish? Old cynical Daria? Make a Tanabata wish? At least now she felt like hers was NEVER going to come true...maybe. At this point she had no high hopes at all. But at least she can be in company of someone who probably really wished to be on a date with someone else. Much like how she-
No, she wasn't to get into it. But, that didn't mean she didn't want to be supportive. She always did. Over time, she just had to learn what was the best method. That was just Being There and see what happened really.]
I'd knew you'd understand. At least be merciful if it comes down to that.
[Someone else knew J O K E S.]
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He doesn't actually have the heart to keep going with it, so he offers only a non-committal grunt before taking a seat on the other end of the bench, leaning forward to rest his elbows on his knees and let his head droop forward. They can both suffer exhaustion together for now.
Maybe he can make ooone more crack...]
It's no good. You've got nine lives now.
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[Nice follow up.
After he finally took a seat next to her, she tried very hard to not sit on back to take in the comfort of rest. Still yet. Her tail made another swish before trying to reconsider how to go from here.
He looked just as tired as she did. Maybe more so. He wasn't at work so he couldn't sleep.
What to do? She looked to him with a small frown, no longer feeling that humor was the best thing to go from here.]
You really look exhausted too, though.
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[His lips pull back in a mirthless grin as he shifts position to slump back against the bench instead, letting his arms hang over the back. There. That's a little more comfortable.]
Used to be I could just wear myself out with a good workout and sleep until morning but I'm too fucked up to even do that right anymore.
[But life goes on. At least, the life after life does.]
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[So...it's stress. Next to already a bad sleeping habit. Old things weren't working so now it's just a matter of where to go from there.
She had to consider for a moment. What did she do when she was stressed? Well.]
I'd usually read, play video games, or watch movies when I'm stressed. Movies are closed, we don't have video games, and I think I reached a point in which looking at any text is going to drive me nuts.
So we're all out here.
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[Maybe if he weren't so tired he'd think just a LITTLE BIT HARDER about cracking jokes that crude, especially in front of a woman. Or, you know, in front of anybody ever. Eh. At least jokes are all they are.]
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Still better than hardcore drugs.
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Until then, my drug is still pizza; and tuna now apparently.
[A sigh.]
I hope you haven't gotten a craving for kibble since this happened.
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[Just, you know, chewing on things a lot. He's pretty sure that if he were given a steak he'd spend a few hours with the bone afterward but he does not want to posit nor test that theory, thank you very much. UH, ANYWAY, HOW ABOUT THAT OTHER TOPIC-]
Tch. I knew someone who was good with drugs. ...The pharmaceutical kind. Medicine and crap. [Though he won't say they were all that legal.] Shame she never turned up here... She'd be able to whip up something to knock us both out and get us back to being proper human beings.
[Probably.]
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[A pharmacist? She managed to perk her little ears up at that? Such a wide array of skill sets he knew.]
That'd be nice, pending on what she'd be able to get over here. She'd make bank by selling natural remedies or maybe help the medical staff in these parts. There seems to be a niche for everyone.
[Anyway...god she was tired.]
Probably too late to change my own wish for something like that. Something we could all use.
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Daria should have known better.]
Yet we both made one because of "tradition" or something. Maybe this place had a bit more of an effect than I first thought.
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[He looks away, frowning a little at the darkness.]
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[All of the sudden, she found her eyes on the ground. She had a sudden urge in her chest. To say at least a little something. It should be...fine. He'd understand it, probably. He might be the only one who would.]
You told me you asked for a date. Well, I asked for a sign.
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[Whether or not she wants to elaborate is up to her, but that's just vague enough to get him curious. Who knows, maybe 'a sign' was all her paper said. Which is just asking for trouble in a place like this.]
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[Her best friend. The person she missed so much, despite everything. She'd miss her no matter what. No matter how far away or what she decided to own up to.]
That was it.
[...]
I shouldn't even have written it down. It was stupid.
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Nah. That sounds like a normal wish to me. But you ought to ask the Witch herself if you want a real answer.
[A gentle sigh escapes his lips.]
I made that kind of wish every damn day the first year- no, the whole time Luna was overseas. I missed him like hell. Even now with him off on some secret training again. Things were tough, and lonely, but I kept pulling through just to make sure I could welcome him back with a smile, you know?
[Hahah. So why's it so hard to do that these days?]
...Shit, that got really corny. I'm tired, okay. Point is, it's not a dumb wish and I hope your friend's doing the same.
[But without the seeds of Despair being sown all around her. He just keeps that thought to himself.]
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Welcome back with a smile, huh? Riye and Jane may be cross dimensions and not bodies of water, but it was the same mentality. No matter what happened, just keep looking forward. Mal made herself remember that every now and then.]
I was kind of corny first. We're all tired.
But thanks anyway.
[Her tail seemed to flick, and maybe a little small smile appeared.]