OOC/IC ● VOICEMAIL
Well, looks like you've reached the voicemail of Saya Minatsuki, which means I'm kinda busy. Sorry about that. Leave a message and I'll get back to you ASAP!
[a bit of a laugh followed by a click!]
[ooc: You know the drill, don't you? :D Leave a message for either Saya or me (the mun) here~ Just mark it as IC or OOC to avoid any confusion~]
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His eyes don't move from the ceiling.]
Who are you then, if not Saya?
[His tone is vaguely amused, though.]
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... But she isn't quite awake enough to explain that to him.]
Does it matter?
[Actual response? Still talking to herself? .... Who really knows?]
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Of course it does. I don't think I would want to be in this position otherwise.
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It's only the sense that she's missing a chance to make fun of him- or that he's making fun of her, she has a sense of that too- that she wakes up just a bit more.
More sleepy blinking and it's unsure whether or not that even registers in her head, since she promptly ignores it.
Sitting up and rubbing her eyes, she rolls her shoulders.]
Mornin'....
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[And now he'll sit up, running a hand through bed-hair absently.]
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And she has to ask-]
What are we doing today?
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We could take a look around. I don't hear any roaring or earth-shattering footsteps, so now would be a good time to see if...anyone needs anything.
[...ahem.]
And to gather information on what happened.
[Yeah that's better.]
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We can do that.
[And then she moves back, standing up on the bed before hopping off.]
Juuuuust let me wake up first.
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[...]
I'm not going anywhere.
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We'll see.
[Her gaze drops to the floor contemplatively before she turns, heading for the door. A beat.]
I mean, one of us has to grab breakfast, right?
[She leaves without waiting for an answer.]
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...
...
...And quietly, to himself:]
No. We can get breakfast together.
[He'll still be there when she gets back; he hasn't moved an inch from his original position.]
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Your legs not working or something?
[... but he doesn't look happy. Oopsie. Scratching her head nervously, she takes a chance.]
Or am I in trouble? I swear, my room was cleaner before yesterday.
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And then he looks at her. He's smiling, but it's...a half-smile. Wry. Somewhat serious. And surprisingly honest.]
You know, it sounds horribly stupid considering the nature of this world...
But I'm not going to leave you.
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So she averts her gaze and forces a tight smile.]
You're right, that is stupid.
Let's not do this, then. So we don't want to say stupid things.
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What sort of stupid things? I've seemed to make a habit of saying them, so I might as well get it all out now.
...What are you so afraid of, Saya?
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More stupid things. There's - [everything] - nothing to be afraid of.
Where'd this come from? I'm fine!
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[...]
Saya...Why is it that we can talk about my problems, but not yours?
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Because I don't have problems. I'm surprisingly content, believe it or not.
[A pause. ... Hm.]
... besides, even if I did have problems... I doubt they're of any interest to you. So why bother trying to dig any up?
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Really? That's...what you think? Your problems aren't of interest to me?
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Of course they [matter--] are of interest to me.
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Now you're just saying more stupid things.
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Stupid or not. I'd...like to hear tham.
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What he's saying... He's getting closer and closer. She thought she was okay with this, and she thought that she could handle everything that came her way as long as he was there. But then he left. Maybe it was better if he did that again, so she wouldn't have to be abandoned again. So she turns to him and starts.]
You're--
[-- my problem.
The words die in her throat. She can't do it. It's not only a lie to her best friend, it'd be too much to lose him again.
So with a defeated look, she turns away from him again.]
Promise you won't leave me?
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And he looks at her solemnly, even though she isn't looking at him.]
Saya. So long as the choice is mine to make, I'm not going to leave you.
[There are so many thoughts pressing on him then. What about the promise to Leila? Lord Hector? Ostia? What about what about what about?
But this is more important...just in this moment at least. He means every word.]
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