death_begins: (Looking so long at these pictures of you)
Yuca Collabel ([personal profile] death_begins) wrote2010-01-03 01:15 am

Thirteenth rebirth- [audio]

Another year.

[There is a pause there, so long that some people may assume that the PCD has just clicked off.]

It's... not the same as all the ones before it. I hope everyone-

[Another quiet pause.]

..um.

[Deep breath. He has to remember what he was saying.]

I... I hope everyone has a good year. Even if it is- in this place. We'll... yes, we will make the best of it, and, hopefully, be- um... be sent back home. I'll help if I'm allowed. [The last sentence seems out of place: a change in tone, as if it were just tacked on there like a strange afterthought.]


[[ooc: aaaand I'm back! Will try to backthread masquerade threads, if that's not too much trouble? Sorry for the inconvenience, guys <3 ]]

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[identity profile] neverquitedies.livejournal.com 2010-01-07 02:17 am (UTC)(link)
[He raises his own eyes- a measure of it is calculated, but it's not out of disinterest. Merely the fact that he doesn't want to come across as callous.]

It's not?
al_truism: (Cat and Book - Paradise)

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[personal profile] al_truism 2010-01-07 02:48 am (UTC)(link)
No, it's not.

[He reaches up, rubbing the back of his neck.]

I don't... know what to make of you. I'm still not completely convinced that you... care. I'm still waiting for the other shoe to drop.

Most of the time, I can forget, mostly. That it might be an act...

[He takes a shaky breath.]

Sometimes, though, I can't. Like.. just now. Coming over here in the snow. You said it was... because you wanted to make me happy.

I was really happy about that, but... also scared. Because what if I let myself care too much, and it turns out that you don't care back?

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[identity profile] neverquitedies.livejournal.com 2010-01-07 02:56 am (UTC)(link)
[Yuca is quiet for a moment, pulling back and considering Al's words for a moment, before sighing.]

That's... it's a valid concern, [he begins, quietly. There's another pause as he tries to think of something else to say, before shaking his head.] but I was telling you the truth.

If I can make you happy through some small action of mine... I'll do it.

[It's not like there's anything better to do.]

But- if... if you don't enjoy seeing me, then I don't have to... I mean- if it's really such a constant questioning with you... maybe it's better if I didn't.
al_truism: (Outside the picture frame)

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[personal profile] al_truism 2010-01-07 03:02 am (UTC)(link)
[Even if Yuca's lying, it would probably sting, at least a little. No matter what, this is something that would upset anyone. Al told him because he cared, because he wanted honesty between them. But...]

Yuca.

[He reaches out, though he doesn't meet his eyes, and touches the back of his wrist, curling his fingers over the back of his hand, as if to keep him from going.]

I wouldn't be around you if I didn't believe with more of me than I doubted.

It would hurt more, if I didn't trust you and was wrong.

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[identity profile] neverquitedies.livejournal.com 2010-01-07 03:07 am (UTC)(link)
[He found it hard to think straight- the memories, ever present, muddled his thoughts, confused him to how he really felt. Yuca was in no condition to be having a heart to heart right now, not even with Al touching his wrist, holding him there.]

I... appreciate that.

[Yuca clears his throat, quietly.]

Even if you don't seem to think so, you're a good friend. I'm glad to have known you.
al_truism: (It's a bitchin' MOPED)

[offline] I am so sick for finding that funny

[personal profile] al_truism 2010-01-07 04:54 am (UTC)(link)
Heh. You sound like you're expecting me to d-

... oh.

[A little sigh, followed by a wry, slightly crooked smile.]

Right.

[offline] Oh, Al. Way to depress yourself.

[identity profile] neverquitedies.livejournal.com 2010-01-07 05:03 am (UTC)(link)
[Yuca shrugs quietly.]

All we have is the present, right? Make the best of it and whatnot.
al_truism: (Ghosts of the Gate)

[offline] He's good at that.

[personal profile] al_truism 2010-01-07 05:06 am (UTC)(link)
Exactly.

[Al settles down a bit, then shifts forwards to put another log on the fire, getting the poker and working it into the right position.]

Not to keep on depressing subjects, but... did Kurotsuchi end up doing anything helpful?

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[identity profile] neverquitedies.livejournal.com 2010-01-07 05:18 am (UTC)(link)
I... haven't spoken to him much.

[Yuca shifts a little uncomfortably, staring at his hands.]

This doesn't seem to have done anything, though.
al_truism: (Introspective)

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[personal profile] al_truism 2010-01-07 05:32 am (UTC)(link)
[A slow nod, and he leans back on his hands, arching his back up a little to look at the vaulted ceiling, watch the firelight dance off the dark wood. The house makes soft creaks and groans, like old houses will.]

... whatever you do now, I'll help you. I'll do whatever I can to help you.

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[identity profile] neverquitedies.livejournal.com 2010-01-07 05:41 am (UTC)(link)
...I appreciate it.

[Yuca nods quietly and bites his lower lip.]

The same goes for you, I hope you're aware.
al_truism: (Fuck the wha?)

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[personal profile] al_truism 2010-01-07 05:55 am (UTC)(link)
[This look. And. Thatmightbeablush.]