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thirty-seventh breath ✧ voice
So I didn't... miss anything, right? I didn't fall into a coma and sleep away Valentines? Did I just miss everything?
I'm going to assume I missed everything in my solitude somehow, because there's little chance that nothing happened. You see, I would have to be worried if nothing happened because that would mean that they might want to make up for it later and no one wants that.
Therefore, I want to know everything terrible that happened to you guys while I was blissfully ignorant. Come on, regale me.
No seriously, spit it out.
I'm going to assume I missed everything in my solitude somehow, because there's little chance that nothing happened. You see, I would have to be worried if nothing happened because that would mean that they might want to make up for it later and no one wants that.
Therefore, I want to know everything terrible that happened to you guys while I was blissfully ignorant. Come on, regale me.
No seriously, spit it out.
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[Now he looks up, curious.]
That is, unless you were thinking of appropriating the one from the recreation center instead.
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The store might have one, right? Or if we really wanted we could fork over some mission points, but I don't know if I'd want to go that far.
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[And how did one tell them apart from the machines that play the other kind of discs with movies on them?]
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[He snorts.]
Wonder if we could dupe someone else into checking for us.
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[Sounds like a plan to him.]
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[Hence why Asbel and Cheria finally getting together had been mostly Richard's doing.]
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[Then again, there's a good chance that nothing at all would happen. Richard just doesn't want to take that risk himself.]
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What else do we keep him around for, anyway?
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[He doesn't really think of them that way at all, of course, but he can't help but joke about it every now and then.]
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[And pillow, apparently, given the way Richard has just made himself comfortable and is leaning on Isamu.]
Or would you prefer to be something else? A knight, perhaps?
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[Lord Pillow, maybe. He doesn't try to nudge Richard off of him either. He knows better.]
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[He tilts his head a little to look up at his friend, curious. Not as if Isamu will get all that much say in it, but still.]
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[Isamu grumbles a bit and shifts in his seat.]
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... forgive me, I didn't realize you weren't being serious.
[For someone who does as much trolling as he does, he still has trouble parsing when other people are doing the same thing to him sometimes.]
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[He gives the blond a slight nudge.]
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[It still hurts. It hurts, and it's never really gone away. As far as he's concerned, this is just another sign that he isn't as strong as he'd like to be-- as he should be.]
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[He reaches an arm out to pull some of Richard's hair away from his face.]
You just gotta put all that behind you, you know?
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I don't know if I can.
[He's never been very good about putting things behind him, which was how the entire Lambda mess had happened back at home.]
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It'll be better for you to move on.
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[Logically, he does recognize this. If only he could convince his heart of that fact...]
I still miss him, even after everything that happened.
[And there are so many times when he wishes there were some way he could flip a switch and turn that feeling off.]
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