Yuca Collabel (
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 ]]
[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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It's not?
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[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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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.
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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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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.
[offline] I am so sick for finding that funny
... oh.
[A little sigh, followed by a wry, slightly crooked smile.]
Right.
[offline] Oh, Al. Way to depress yourself.
All we have is the present, right? Make the best of it and whatnot.
[offline] He's good at that.
[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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[Yuca shifts a little uncomfortably, staring at his hands.]
This doesn't seem to have done anything, though.
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... whatever you do now, I'll help you. I'll do whatever I can to help you.
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[Yuca nods quietly and bites his lower lip.]
The same goes for you, I hope you're aware.
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