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unknownseas2021-02-20 08:28 pm
ltcommandroid) wrote in unknownseas2021-02-20 08:28 pm
it is a funeral.
[Well. That was certainly something.
Emotions are clearly high, so for once, Data steps out of his helper role and takes on the brunt of organizing the after-trial gathering. He's seen enough of them by now to know what's what. He's also seen more than enough in this particular trial to decide that the bar, while possibly being the most logical location, may be distressing to some! So instead, we're gonna do something different. Data will deliver invitations, that sort of look like a computer printed them, to each of the rooms:]
Please come to the ice cream parlor if you would like company at this time.
- Data
[Everybody likes ice cream!
There are no decorations, but there are some snack selections from the buffet and the cafe, depending on what you want, and a tray or two of mixed drinks courtesy of Jimmy Buffett. Data and Parker are both here. If you're sad, you may pet Parker (probably). If you're too depressed to make your own fancy sundae, Data will do it for you (definitely).]
Emotions are clearly high, so for once, Data steps out of his helper role and takes on the brunt of organizing the after-trial gathering. He's seen enough of them by now to know what's what. He's also seen more than enough in this particular trial to decide that the bar, while possibly being the most logical location, may be distressing to some! So instead, we're gonna do something different. Data will deliver invitations, that sort of look like a computer printed them, to each of the rooms:]
Please come to the ice cream parlor if you would like company at this time.
- Data
[Everybody likes ice cream!
There are no decorations, but there are some snack selections from the buffet and the cafe, depending on what you want, and a tray or two of mixed drinks courtesy of Jimmy Buffett. Data and Parker are both here. If you're sad, you may pet Parker (probably). If you're too depressed to make your own fancy sundae, Data will do it for you (definitely).]
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...
Welp, he's clueless]
You know, uh...a week ago I was pretty down about it all. Then Flayn came and, well...she offered me a hug. I dunno if I was looking so resigned she thought I needed one, but in the end I think it helped. I hadn't realized how much I needed to feel someone was willing to be there when I needed it. It made that feeling seem so real, like it finally meant I could rely on somebody else, just...I dunno how to even describe it.
So I dunno if it's gonna help you, but I suppose I can give you a hug if you wanna.
[If he's at a loss of words may as well draw from personal experience and see if that helps at all, he thinks. If Plumeria says yes then great, maybe a hug does help. And if she says no then great, she doesn't need one]
cw: mentions of child abuse
You'd...really offer someone like me a hug.
[Plumeria honestly sounds...openly incredulous, but veering much closer to shocked. She's already proven herself useless as ever, hasn't she? Just as useless as she once was, if not even more so, because she's just useless, she's wretched, she's just as undeserving of love and care as she was then--
Plumeria looks away at that, closing her eyes. Tensing, incredibly so.]
...Do as you wish. I won't stop you either way. I'm just...not used to anyone offering. Other than Lady Freyja.
[It's a little terse, but if you want to, go ahead Filbo.]
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[Literally the only reason he sees not to is because of the wings, but that can be worked around. Well, that and how tense she got. Is she tense because he offered? Or because of the hundred other reasons to be tense right now? He can't...tell for sure.
...
...well, backing down now would be kind of cruel, he thinks. He has to go through with it and do his best.
It's a little clumsy, as if he's trying to hold her, but it's rather warm. Not only because of all the fur that presumably would keep anyone fluffy all cozy, but because he's trying to make things better. He's rather lost about how to do it, but he's trying]
Everything is so horrible right now. Honestly I...I wanted to go and hide somewhere for the rest of the night. But it's hard to handle your problems alone, you know? S-So instead I decided to find everyone and at least...try to be there for them. And that includes you.
Nothing is fine right now, but maybe once things cool down a little Lady Freyja can be there until it's fine, that's what I hope. And if you need someone else as well, I'll do all I can to be there too. Can you keep holding on? Until...until everything gets better?
[He doesn't even know what he's saying, it's more like he's desperately trying to assure her. While Filbo means every word of it, he's also pretty uncertain he should even say any of it]
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...It is actually kind of nice. Warm, really, in a way that Plumeria feels like she should have expected. She shudders a bit, really; such warmth isn't what she's used to. And yet, while it takes a few seconds, Plumeria winds up wrapping her arms around Filbo in kind. It's still an awkward hug, but...]
...Yeah. You're not alone in that regard, just...wanting to hide somewhere.
[...She sniffles a bit, but...]
...Thank you. I don't intend to give in; not until we're free. Not until I can ensure her survival, and... [...] Well, I don't want to get too ahead. But I'm...I'm not going to give up.