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unknownseas2021-02-13 06:30 pm
scouserer) wrote in unknownseas2021-02-13 06:30 pm
(too late) you're at the party
[Well, it's safe to say that trial fucking sucked. Therefore, some sort of afterparty is in order. Constantine is admittedly not good at throwing parties without some sort of liquor or other drug involved, but that's where Data and Sylvando guide him.
First order of business--invites. Upon returning to your rooms, crumpled pieces of paper have been taped to the doors. Written in poor handwriting is the following:]
meet at the lounge
bring whatever you want
[Simple, but effective. The lounge itself has been livened up a bit with Sylvando's help. Some nicely patterned fabric has been draped around on the tables to liven up the place a little, and snacks from the café and vending machines have been placed out for people to peruse.
A few supplies from the first aid room have been gathered, as well, for those who may need it. But perhaps the help is unnecessary, as tomorrow will likely bring another New Years Eve. And with it, another week of despair and frustration.
But for now, they can forget about that and pretend that all that matters is the present.]
First order of business--invites. Upon returning to your rooms, crumpled pieces of paper have been taped to the doors. Written in poor handwriting is the following:]
bring whatever you want
[Simple, but effective. The lounge itself has been livened up a bit with Sylvando's help. Some nicely patterned fabric has been draped around on the tables to liven up the place a little, and snacks from the café and vending machines have been placed out for people to peruse.
A few supplies from the first aid room have been gathered, as well, for those who may need it. But perhaps the help is unnecessary, as tomorrow will likely bring another New Years Eve. And with it, another week of despair and frustration.
But for now, they can forget about that and pretend that all that matters is the present.]
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'Course I didn't have to. But, I wanted to. That's all the more reason to, I think.
[ Chloe's different. The raw, angry energy from the last few days... It's not gone per se, but it's settled into something. It's more how she was before that motive. ]
...I wanna try and be, like...active. When people I care about could get hurt.
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She doesn't seem to know what to do with that, and it shows; her gaze darts abruptly, like she's seeking out something to look at, to focus on that's low to the ground, and she isn't finding anything satisfactory.]
...It's very kind of you to say that.
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It's...how I feel. I spent a hella long time...dancing around all that, with...a lot of people. But I'm... I don't like doing that anymore. Never know when'll be your last time talking with someone, so...fuck, I'm just kinda ramblin'. The point is, you've been, uh...really kind to me? And...I wanted to do something to try and...give back.
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[She shifts a bit where she's sitting. Toys a little with the wrists of the thin sleeves of her dress.]
For the longest time, my brother was the only person I had. The only one who cared about me. The only one who loved me. Everyone else... I was always pushed away. No one cared until they decided they had a reason to care.
So I... Well, I suppose it's not something that I'm used to hearing, that's all. It's strange, but it's not unwelcome.
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Like...you had to give them an excuse to even give a shit. [ She nods slightly. It's— ]
Yeah. I...understand. ...That's...I think...why I fell so hard for Rachel. When no one else tries, it doesn't... It all kinda feels like a...shooting star, like something you hear about, but don't really...see. When it comes around, you just... You can't believe it's real.
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Not like- I don't have like, a crush or anything, I mean— you're really, uh, good-looking, Frey- Lady...Freyja, but like, I'm not— there's a girl, and that's complicated, and you're like, more a cool, um...like motherly uh— that'd be weird, oh fuck I seriously just made this hella weird didn't I.
[ oh... oh she just keeps going... ]
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Freyja reaches out, settling her hand lightly on Chloe's arm.]
It's quite all right; I know what you meant.
[She sounds amused, really.]
You wouldn't be the first to consider me such. I don't mind.
[She reaches into the folds of her skirts as she says it; she finds her phone, and flips through it a little until she comes to a picture.]
Those are Plumeria and Triandra, when they were small. I've known them for some time.
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Still, she looks a little uncomfortable, or at least embarrassed. It's why she's very content to listen, and to lean over to get a good look. ]
Whoa... Plum looks so...young. [ and like, with less of a resting bitch-face ] ...You haven't mentioned a Triandra before.
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She's strong. Very devoted, very determined. She dislikes being told that she can't do something. Some people find her cold or distant; I think it's more that she has difficulty talking about how she feels most of the time. I'm sure Plumeria misses her, while we're here.
[Which is a whole other awkward thing, but generally speaking Triandra is good. A mess, but good.]
Their lives weren't easy; that's why they came to stay with me. I'm glad to have them.
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[ Honestly? Chloe thinks she'd probably find her pretty cool. ]
So you... This is a thing you do, try to save girls with shitty lives?
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[ ... ]
I'd...need to think about it. But, uh... When I tried to...to go back on what I said before, I wasn't... [ Chloe breathes out. ] I didn't know what the fuck I was talking about. But... I still keep thinking about it. Your offer. I...don't want to decide anything. One way or another.
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[And from the sound of it, it is.]
You'll remain important to me either way, Chloe. I promise.
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...Thanks.