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thefoundation2020-04-19 07:16 pm
foundationmods) wrote in thefoundation2020-04-19 07:16 pm
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RECORDING 4: THE SECOND WEEK
A second week in this place begins, with less of your number among you. With first blood - and oil - spilled, it now seems as if it'll only be a matter of time before the worse eventually happens once more. Thankfully, it seems as if the Miasma is content to remain at the same levels it did before, so arguments are unlikely to break out, though tensions are surely high after everything that's already occurred.
Speaking of which, the temperature remains a consistent comfortable early to mid 70's in the house. It appears at least that you'll be here in comfort..? Though it appears that the rooms have changed, so hopefully you kept anything essential in the static area.
Yet, something feels...wrong. The house feels as if it is laughing at you, when you awake...
...What new horrors await you this week?
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then:]
It's... not like that for me--I mean, the last part of it is what I was talking about before.
[HE IS... VERY INTERESTED???]
But the rest.
It... hurts? But not in a bad way. But in a way... I once told a friend that if I wanted for something... inevitably, it'd be taken away. And I don't want it to happen again? But it feels like I just keep making the same mistake and I don't... know what to do?
[happiness appears to be backburner to internal screams of knowing he's doing a thing that's going to leave him severely hurt again]
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[She thinks about it, hands resting on his chest.]
We... we always lose everything, eventually. I know... I know that nothing lasts forever. And... and endings are always, always sad. But, um... just... not letting yourself reach for what you want... um...
[She's trying to find the right words.]
If you're going to lose it one way or another, then the... the only difference is actually having it, isn't it? That's... I mean...
[She's quiet for a moment.]
...would you... have been happier if we weren't friends, Dazai-kun?
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he's thought about this sort of thing a lot since Odasaku died, after all.
which sort of life would have been better?
there's no clear answer.]
If it meant you'd get to live well and die old, doing the things you've set your heart to doing... I could live with that.
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[She taps him on the chest.]
Could you live with having robbed me of that? With having made me unhappy by dint of... taking away the chance of happiness for both of us?
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... I suppose I don't really have an answer. Since I don't really understand it...
[like. honestly. why like him? he's garbage???]
Is that really how you feel about it?
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But this is her.]
...th-there's...
[She sucks in a breath.]
There's no... going back. E-Even if we... even if we get out of this h-house, we... I... I'm...
[Give her a second.]
...I'm... never going to see my m-mother again. Or... my friends from home. I'm—
[It hurts. It hurts. She doesn't want to say it because it hurts—]
I'm never going... home. So. I... I want to be happy however I can, for a-as long as I can, and... and if I can, I w-want to find a new h-home, too, a-and... and I want to have people I c-care about, too. Is that... too greedy...?
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he reaches up to cup her face, not letting her look away because he knows it hurts.]
What's wrong with being greedy in this kind of situation? You know... there are actual good men and women around here somewhere. You could have your pick.
[it comes out light-hearted but it's really anything but because ah, they're really going to hurt later, aren't they?]
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[She... doesn't realize just how much she's given away, in trying to get through to him.]
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No way~ My levels of greed far exceed what you're thinking.
[but.
he is going to lean in to give her a kiss. a nice one like before, but also lingering a bit... longer. there's a bit more behind it than simple mechanization, so uh. well. a little greedy, maybe. as a treat.]
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[O-Oh.
Yes, this... this is definitely different from her curious, faltering attempts, to be sure. She's still under ten kisses to her name, but she thinks, dizzily, that this probably will stay in the top ten no matter how many come after it.
All this to say, she melts into it like putty.]
1/2
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it's... nice. really nice.
it really is too bad when it has to end.]
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[Rebooting...]
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[She puffs her (rapidly reddening) cheeks up at him.]
...you...
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[he thinks he's funny, okok]
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[She shifts up and kisses the tip of his nose right back.
Revenge!!]
...Double-you.
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[hands are going to her sides to make a point in being merciless with tickles]
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[She squirms, laughter bubbling up and... almost wriggles right off the billiards table.]
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That's not the next letter!
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[She clings to him, which is tricky, what with her ongoing attempts to escape his vile and treacherous grasp.]
Wh-Why!
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Z!
[this smooch is far quicker than the one before it. but also, their heights are not what they were before, so. yeah.]
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Dazai-kun... you're s-so sly.
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