[Itsuki is sitting outside the library, a book in his arms, and looking concerned? confused? As soon as he sees Hot Pants he'll come on over, one hand up,]
[he turns at the sound of her voice, shoulders tense -- but they relax when they see her. the corners of his mouth quirks into a smile he doesn't feel,]
...No.
[he is... but a glutton for punishment, perhaps.]
...But I can't go back to the apartment. [he can't pass by Marie's room and see her name on the door,
[Stuck in a bubble! Great. Even with Itsuki here, Hot Pants isn't even going to spare any words, using a splash of color to try to leave as soon as possible-]
[But with color, of course, comes the price. A set of memories (the first, 10-28, the second, 14-22) bleeds through, of Hot Pants trapped with two men in a horrific trap, forcing the regrets and sacrifices of the past onto its victims. Hot Pants, tearfully telling the young man, her heart weighed with sorrow at the sin she committed, about becoming a nun, and yet unable to leave the past behind. And then, throwing everything into the search for a corpse of a saint, in the hopes she would find forgiveness.]
[And her sins, wrapping around her, stifling, crushing her body even as she implores the man to save himself-]
[Hot Pants stands and...looks distant. She would usually look away, choosing to ignore, but she likes Itsuki too much for that.]
At first, the memory is a little hard to follow, but he understands the beat of it soon enough -- Hot Pants being pursued, Hot Pants being trapped, Hot Pants being forced to confront what she'd kept to herself for so long. His eyes are riveted not on the boy attached to her, but the expression of pain and desperation on her face. Her past, revealed.
He thinks about their conversation -- the way they'd both volunteered small facets of themselves, having siblings who had passed away... But he had no idea...]
...Hot Pants. [it'll mean so little compared to the depth of what she's feeling, but] I'm sorry. You should have had the chance to confront that on your own -- instead of being forced like that...
[he's not sure what happened at the end of the memory -- did she... is she... dead...? he doesn't know if he wants to ask, he's scared of knowing the answer, but]
[Itsuki nyooms right over to her. IS SHE IN BED? IS SHE STANDING? HELLO]
Yeah -- yeah, they're back. Ay-kun, Prompto, and Mete-chan... [there's a stab of fear at the last name, before he tries to distracts himself -- ] How are you feeling?
[Someone is at the cemetery! Just...sitting in front one of the gravestones.]
[The vibes are..............well, off? They're off. Like there's no particular emotion here. Maybe she's feeling everything at once. She only glances over when he walks up, her tone level.]
[he's gripping her so hard right back, pulling her into the embrace so he can support her weight,]
Hot Pants...
[he can't finish what he's going to say, he doesn't know what to say -- to make it any better for hot pants, for himself. he just wants to stand here and hold her,]
[well as soon as Itsuki sees her, he'll immediately smile -- then wince a little. half his face is bandaged and his shoulder is too, but he'll reach forward to pull her into a hug if she's close enough]
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sorry no idea if im refracted or not but whatever happens i really don't want to die i want to see you again so i hope you're not out there tonight either hang in there okay you can punch me later promise see you soon
week 1 monday
Hey, can you help me with something?
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[fiiiiine.]
What's wrong?
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let's go crystal sad story time
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week 1 thursday
Hey, have you eaten yet?
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[She sees him, frowning, but shakes her head.]
...I don't feel hungry, though.
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WEEK 2 FRIDAY
Itsuki, there's... [No. No] Two are...
[Two are dead? And one is...one is.......]
UR GONNA START THIS WITH VIOLENCE....
He scrolls, scrolls, scrolls through. His face turns white, and for once in his life,
he doesn't say anything. he's just... silent as he looks at the screen, and then at Hot Pants, uncomprehendingly]
I SURE AM
DANA DID THIS TO USSSSSS
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WEEK 2 SATURDAY
...Are you sure you want to be here?
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...No.
[he is... but a glutton for punishment, perhaps.]
...But I can't go back to the apartment. [he can't pass by Marie's room and see her name on the door,
not just yet]
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hello dana prepare to d*e
yeah that's the MOOD
together we will destroy her
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me tears in my eyes: yes get dana, and also me bc im reading this
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SLDMFSLF WE'RE JUST HURTING EACH OTHER NOW
WEEK 3 MONDAY
[But with color, of course, comes the price. A set of memories (the first, 10-28, the second, 14-22) bleeds through, of Hot Pants trapped with two men in a horrific trap, forcing the regrets and sacrifices of the past onto its victims. Hot Pants, tearfully telling the young man, her heart weighed with sorrow at the sin she committed, about becoming a nun, and yet unable to leave the past behind. And then, throwing everything into the search for a corpse of a saint, in the hopes she would find forgiveness.]
[And her sins, wrapping around her, stifling, crushing her body even as she implores the man to save himself-]
[Hot Pants stands and...looks distant. She would usually look away, choosing to ignore, but she likes Itsuki too much for that.]
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At first, the memory is a little hard to follow, but he understands the beat of it soon enough -- Hot Pants being pursued, Hot Pants being trapped, Hot Pants being forced to confront what she'd kept to herself for so long. His eyes are riveted not on the boy attached to her, but the expression of pain and desperation on her face. Her past, revealed.
He thinks about their conversation -- the way they'd both volunteered small facets of themselves, having siblings who had passed away... But he had no idea...]
...Hot Pants. [it'll mean so little compared to the depth of what she's feeling, but] I'm sorry. You should have had the chance to confront that on your own -- instead of being forced like that...
[he's not sure what happened at the end of the memory -- did she... is she... dead...? he doesn't know if he wants to ask, he's scared of knowing the answer, but]
What happened after...?
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week 3 thursday
he'll wave once he sees Hot Pants]
Hey. You okay?
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Hey. Are you sure you're okay for walking around?
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1/2
2/3 i lied
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I'm glad you're okay.
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week 3 sunday
hot pants
please tell me that you've been to the medbay
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WEEK 4 THURSDAY
Did the others...did they come back?
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Yeah -- yeah, they're back. Ay-kun, Prompto, and Mete-chan... [there's a stab of fear at the last name, before he tries to distracts himself -- ] How are you feeling?
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[The vibes are..............well, off? They're off. Like there's no particular emotion here. Maybe she's feeling everything at once. She only glances over when he walks up, her tone level.]
Itsuki.
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still, his expression remains calm, and he comes on over to sit next to her.]
How long have you been sitting here?
[his tone is just a little chiding,]
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week 5 tuesday
Hot Pants. [HELLO] I like the glitter. It's a nice touch.
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[She's very golden! Like her spray can! And she's currently looking through a cookbook here in the kitchen.]
I didn't do anything on purpose, but...thanks, I suppose.
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week 5 friday
...I can't do this.
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...I feel that way, too. This is...horrible.
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WEEK 5 SATURDAY
[Someone is coming in for a hug, right away. Her body feels a bit...wooden, but its fine! It's fine. Hug time.]
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Hot Pants...
[he can't finish what he's going to say, he doesn't know what to say -- to make it any better for hot pants, for himself. he just wants to stand here and hold her,]
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week 6 monday
Itsuki not so subtly hides behind Hot Pants as they stroll around this very scenic forest]
-- Is this safe?
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[She is wearing this shirt today, ironically.]
Just don't show fear.
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WEEK 6 THURSDAY
Itsuki...you feeling alright?
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Everything hurts, but I'm fine, promise.
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sorry
no idea if im refracted or not but
whatever happens i really don't want to die
i want to see you again
so i hope you're not out there tonight either
hang in there okay
you can punch me later promise
see you soon
week 7 friday
Itsuki barely avoids falling into a pool of magma,]
What the hell -- ?!
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[HOLD ON THIS IS SO. THIS IS SO MUCH. She is LAUNCHING herself at Itsuki to grab him to make sure he stays put.]
What was all of that?!
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WEEK 7 SATURDAY
[On the rooftop - Hot Pants is coming out of the greenhouse, seeing Itsuki...and then goes inside to grab something.]
[She's coming up to tuck something behind his ear. A little sprig of white flowers.]
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What's this for?
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