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towerofanimus2012-12-18 12:00 am
idolizer) wrote in towerofanimus2012-12-18 12:00 am
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[CLOSED] Now just let me sleep. I don't want to talk.
Characters: Maizono and Naegi.
Setting: Dorm room 1-05, backdated to before the weekend.
Format: It's a little actionspammy out there.
Summary: The idol gets badly sick after running around in the cold; the plain lucky boy gets the chance to take care of her.
Warnings: Normal flu stuff and maybe DR spoilers, idek.
[ Sayaka is completely sure that she never got this bad of a flu. Ever.
Every inch of her body aches terribly. She can't shift in her bed without wanting to cry at how painful it is even move a finger. If we include stuffy nose, burning throat, likewise burning ears and splitting headache, you'll get the picture of an idol that is pretty much the groaning ghost of herself. Foolishly enough, she thought that since she was dead already, she didn't have to go through such experience. How wrong she was.
Her face is half buried in the bedsheets, while her eyes pathetically wander around the room, almost teary from the sickness. It's all made even more pathetic from the fact that the last person she wanted to be here is... well, here. ]
You didn't have to come here, really, Naegi-kun... you're going to get sick too.
Setting: Dorm room 1-05, backdated to before the weekend.
Format: It's a little actionspammy out there.
Summary: The idol gets badly sick after running around in the cold; the plain lucky boy gets the chance to take care of her.
Warnings: Normal flu stuff and maybe DR spoilers, idek.
[ Sayaka is completely sure that she never got this bad of a flu. Ever.
Every inch of her body aches terribly. She can't shift in her bed without wanting to cry at how painful it is even move a finger. If we include stuffy nose, burning throat, likewise burning ears and splitting headache, you'll get the picture of an idol that is pretty much the groaning ghost of herself. Foolishly enough, she thought that since she was dead already, she didn't have to go through such experience. How wrong she was.
Her face is half buried in the bedsheets, while her eyes pathetically wander around the room, almost teary from the sickness. It's all made even more pathetic from the fact that the last person she wanted to be here is... well, here. ]
You didn't have to come here, really, Naegi-kun... you're going to get sick too.
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[...There's a tired sigh from him as he just looked at the idol currently buried under the bedsheets, one of his extra hoodie being held on his one hand, and the other bringing a cup of soup from the restaurant, his luck holding up even in this place as they asked for a meager thing in exchange for the food he's holding right now.]
You're my friend, and friends take care of each other.
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[ She coughs harshly, and dives deeper into the blankets. Why did it have to happen... she shouldn't be here. She should be out there helping people...! Staying here makes her think of regretful things... ]
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[Okay, wasn't a straight answer, but he's going to move towards her anyways, still holding the cup of soup as he offered it to her gently.]
Here, this'll help a bit.
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Still saying nothing, she takes a little sip. ]
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[He's a bit curious, and while he's not as close, what he's doing right now could be considered hovering anyways due to well, how the room is.
Even if it's a little empty right now without the other occupants.]
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The soap is good, at least. Not worth the price, but it's still edible. She lets the warm food wash over her sore throat, but the tickling sensation causes her to cough a bit before she answers. ]
Sort of...
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[There's a relieved sigh from him as he looked pretty awkward, everything aside, considering the strange atmosphere that's currently present in this place.]
Um, feel free to say something if you need anything else, alright?
[That's the code for 'I'm not leaving until your roommates arrive because I am worried about you.']
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... I need nothing else.
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[Silence loomed at the moment the sentence was said as Naegi didn't stare so much as he averted his gaze to the wall to the left of him. To be honest, he had an inkling on this weird discomfort she's been showing in their interactions, and well. He felt bad doing this to her while she's in bed, but...]
It's about what happened back home, isn't it?
[...he's going to ask that anyways.]
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She puts the spoon back in the plate... not loudly, but enough to show her nervousness about this subject. ]
Why are you bringing that up?
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[And refused his help at times to the point that he's starting to hurt a little whenever she does, he's just concerned about the distance she's putting herself from him, that's all.]
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[ He doesn't understand how she feels, and- she can't understand how he's still like this towards her. He should be angry and resentful for what she's done, he shouldn't be sitting here taking care of her- it's like he doesn't even care that she nearly got him killed (along with everyone else but Leon)...
It irritates her, even. ]
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[After all, he's still not sure on which part of her was the real one during their conversations after that trial, but one thing he's still sure on even with the one that was here last...]
But if there's one thing I can say to you right now, that would be...
[He never knew the exact reason she spared him from his original fate, but whatever the case...
Evidence: Last Words
'You got that wrong!']
"Thank You."
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[ It's because of what she wrote on the wall, isn't it...
But that irritates her some more. It shouldn't outweigh her malicious plans like this. His "thank you" hurts more than it should... ]
Stop that. I just wanted to do it for revenge.
[ THAT'S A LIE. But if that'll make him hate her, then it gives her more reason to face redemption. ]
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[Kill. The word hung on his mouth as he caught himself from saying it.
He got caught up in the mood again, didn't he...? His confidence from earlier on immediately wavering as he realized that fact alone as he still stared at her.]
...just doesn't make sense, everything doesn't.
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[ It had everything to do with it.
Now her stomach hurts, and she's no longer hungry. She just moves the plate aside, halfway done. ]
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[The words hurt, it felt like he himself had been pierced by a bullet as she spoke it. But for someone who had been hurt a few times himself from the times he misplaced his words during the trial, the pain was bearable, just barely.
...
Was she really the Maizono that he befriended? Or is the person before him is her true self? He...
No, he can't just assume that one of the other is true just yet, there's not enough evidence yet...]
Coincidence, huh?
[...Ah, it sounded a bit more hollow than he intended the sentence to be said, but perhaps that was because he was still shaken from the words she said to him.]
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Why can't Naegi just go away now? It'll make things easier. They don't have to be friends here, just survive together and hope to... hope to do what? She's dead, she'll die again if they ever return to their home worlds, there's no hope at all. Seeing Naegi again seems like a provilege that shouldn't have been given to her, and yet she's talking with him right now and... hurting him unnecessarily. ]
Why would it matter anymore if it is a coincidence?
[ Her tiny fists grip at the bed, and she shakes badly. The flu's aching drowns under the guilt she's feeling right now, and a couple tears escape her eyes. ]
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He noticed that, and that alone was answer to his questions. He couldn't ask if she's alright; she's not looking the part right now, nor could he comfort her, as she'll just rebuke him as always. Really, part of Naegi's mind realized that no matter what he does here...
It'd just be the same, wouldn't it?
Within those very few seconds, Naegi's body moved on it's own, grabbing a napkin and... Well.
Um.
Handing it to her.]
...I'm sorry I... brought that up.
[With that apology, he's going to just. Start walking out of the room, sort of trembling and looking more exhausted than ever.]
Get well soon, alright?
[And the door closed at that last sentence as Naegi just. Continued walking and not looking back until he got to his room.]
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The hurt in his voice is clear and that alone plants more stings in her heart. This wasn't necessary. Even if she strongly forced herself to believe that it would have been better if he hated her... it was an even worse mistake.
But no word comes out of her mouth when he stands up and leaves. She can only clutch at the napkin, loathing herself even more than before. How can she face him next time they meet? Should she just pretend this discussion never happened? That relief she thought she'd feel once he left her side... it's not there. If anything, she's feeling worse, pain catching up to her to the point where she has to bury herself back into the bedsheets.
She won't be able to sleep at all that night. ]