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What I want to hear on nights I can't sleep is your voice
[ ... Well, that was an absolute shitshow, wasn't it? Instead of dwelling on how she feels about everything that just happened, Mira's channeling that energy into something else--and she has a little bit of help doing it. Zerinda and Ema are here in the bar to make drinks, and Mira's brought in a ton of food that's definitely not healthy for anyone, but screw it, who cares about health right now?
Della's here to pass out invitations, too--they let everyone know there's a gathering in the bar, if they'd rather not be alone.
If you choose not to come, well... Mira's got that taken care of, too. She'll place a little container of cookies and hot cocoa outside your door. Maybe it'll help someone feel a little less alone--at least, that's what she's hoping. ]
Della's here to pass out invitations, too--they let everyone know there's a gathering in the bar, if they'd rather not be alone.
If you choose not to come, well... Mira's got that taken care of, too. She'll place a little container of cookies and hot cocoa outside your door. Maybe it'll help someone feel a little less alone--at least, that's what she's hoping. ]
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[He's not that much more quiet and cagey than usual. A smidgen subdued, maybe.]
Seemed like it got to the rest of you far worse. How are you doing?
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[ Her plucky attitude fades, for just a moment. ]
It was all a bit... But, you know. I bounce back. I'm bouncy.
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You are that. Never giving up and all.
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[He studies her a moment longer, then shakes his head.]
Don't push yourself. We're not likely to learn anything else today. [Not about the facility, and probably--hopefully--not about one another, either.] Bet we've got another door opening. That's when you'll need your strength.
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[He took no part whatsoever in Rhea's meltdown, and only had a couple token shots at Zelos. He is 100% certified emotionally fine. Zelos even confirmed his core beliefs! What a pal.]
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You--what? No.
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Zelos was right.
[He mutters that mostly to himself, then speaks up for Della without facing her.]
I don't... I'm fine. You're right, I'm no stranger to death and betrayal, so it's a waste to worry about me.
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...Therion, Zelos was not right. [ It's soft. But serious. ] You don't have to be alone.
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[He doesn't mean to snap, and he regrets it immediately. He lowers his head a second, and only manages to look at her over his shoulder.]
Maybe you haven't given up on it yet. But there are lessons someone like me can only afford to learn once.
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['I know.' He stops himself before he can say it. That's always the problem, isn't it? He doesn't know. He can't ever know.
Therion shuts his eyes and forces himself to take a measured breath.]
...Even so. Alice didn't want to hurt anyone. That night, she made us things--made each of them special, thinking of the person she'd give them to. What they'd like.
['Cozy, like your scarf.'
He doesn't even know what it is. How to wear it. It's rolled up in the inner pocket of his jacket, and his collar remains unbuttoned and bare.]
She still tried to kill the rest of us to survive. I can't... I won't be taken for a fool. Not down here. Not again.
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Therion... [ Her hand curls into a fist, but. She lets it go. And takes a step closer to him. ] Even so. Not everyone will do that to you. It... There'll always be people who...hurt, and take advantage. Whether they mean to or not.
[ Lunaris' mocking smile, in her mind's eye. But... ]
But if you never put yourself out there, you may never meet friends...allies, who can help you. Who can maybe even save your life. I know it's scary...but being alone isn't the only option.
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No.
[No trial, no motive, has exposed the small, cornered beast of him like this. He takes another step back.]
I'm not your movie thief, Della. [Breathe.] In real life, carpets aren't magic. Nothing will break your fall.
[With that, he darts past her and makes his escape.
Evasion is, after all, his highest stat.]
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[ But, it's his specialty skill. He's already gone. Before she can even formulate what to say. It's true--but, it isn't, necessary, is it? The world is full of magic, full of wonder...and people that will reach out. Maybe it won't go well every time. But it still can. Does Therion know that? Has he...ever experienced something like that? Or, has betrayal...?
For a moment, Della is disheartened. But it only lasts a moment. She is only more determined. ]