thirty-second breath ✧ voice(private)/action - double post - fourth wall

[musubi]

[The following post works as a fourth wall event post for both Isamu (musubi) and Itachi (yourhatred). Action threads are provided separately within the entry.]



[PRIVATE]
Richard, I know you're gonna see this, you asshole.

Times are tough. I get it. I know you're upset. But running away all the time isn't going to fix shit.

And if you don't get back here... Something's gonna happen, man. I'm in deep trouble here and I'm afraid.

I don't want to die again.

[Okay, that's pouring it on a little thick, but if calling for help doesn't get the blond to come back (fake as it is), he doesn't know what will.]

Comments

[Action]

[musubi]

Dude, there are people who make a living listening to others' shit and giving advice.

We just need to find someone like that around here.

[Action]

[ledbythewind]

You mean talk to a stranger about this?

[He's... not exactly comfortable with that idea. It's hard enough for him to open up to people he trusts, let alone a complete stranger.]

[Action]

[musubi]

Sometimes it's better to find someone who can look at things objectively, you know? An outside opinion.

You don't have to tell them everything. Just give them a general idea.

[Action]

[ledbythewind]

I can't tell them that I... what I almost did to our world.

[He remembers how Sanji - Sanji, his dear friend - had reacted when he'd revealed that he'd tried to destroy Ephinea. If it had distressed someone who already knew and cared about him, how would someone who didn't know him react to it? He's pretty sure he doesn't want to find out.]

Perhaps this isn't such a good idea after all. Just forget that I ever brought it up.

[Action]

[musubi]

You have to do something, Richard. This isn't healthy.

[It's easier to focus on someone with more problems than he has.]

[Action]

[ledbythewind]

I know.

[He leans forward, resting his arms on the table for a moment before leaning his head down to rest his forehead on them.]

I know.

[Action]

[musubi]

We'll figure something out. [Sigh.]

For now, just... start with not running off. Okay?

[Action]

[ledbythewind]

[Richard makes a sound that might be one of assent, but it sounds more tired than anything else. What he really wants is just to be able to go to sleep and forget about all of this for at least a little while.]

[Action]

[musubi]

Richard.

[Use your words.]

I want to hear you say you won't.

[Action]

[ledbythewind]

... I won't go anywhere.

[It's an admission of defeat. He's too tired to argue this anymore, and moreover, he's too tired to really care right now.

After a moment more, he stands back up, intent on heading to the bedroom. He's already gone a few steps before something occurs to him and he turns back to Isamu.]

Are you going to be cooking out here for a while?

[Action]

[musubi]

[That'll have to be good enough for now.]

...I might be. Why?

[Action]

[ledbythewind]

Would you mind if I slept out here on the couch while you did?

[He doesn't think he needs to explain why.]

[Action]

[musubi]

...Of course I wouldn't mind.

Besides, it's not like I'm the only one that owns this house.

[Action]

[ledbythewind]

Then I'll be counting on you to keep Pascal and Sophie from doing anything too horrible to me while I'm asleep.

[Yeah, he... doesn't know about Sophie yet.]

[Action]

[musubi]

[Aaaand, Isamu isn't going to make things worse right now by telling him.]

...No promises. Though I'm sure you'll hear them if they try to doodle on your face. Not the most stealthy of girls.

[Action]

[ledbythewind]

At this point, I'm not sure I would wake up if I were suddenly teleported into the middle of a battlefield. It's... been a few days since I've really had any proper sleep.

[No point in lying about it; the dark circles beneath his eyes would give him away.]

[Action]

[musubi]

I'll try and fend them off, then. Get some sleep, idiot.

[Action]

[ledbythewind]

Thank you.

[And off he goes to change into pajamas and grab a blanket and pillows... well, after he ninjas up to give Isamu a hug from behind, because he really did miss being around him.]

[Action]

[musubi]

[Isamu sighs and pats his arm in return. What is he going to do with you?]

[Action]

[ledbythewind]

[Hey, he promised not to run off, that is a start! He'll probably be an anxious mess for that week, but at least he'll be an anxious mess in the house rather than somewhere else.

After a quick squeeze, he'll resume his quest for sleeping gear so that he can go make a blanket nest on the couch. Once he's there, good luck waking him up for anything but the apocalypse.]