WHO: March 7th, various WHAT: May catch-all! ANYTHING COULD HAPPEN (hmu up for starters if you'd like anything!) WHERE: All around WHEN: The month of May WARNINGS: None yet!
[ There's a pause and then March just closes her eyes and lets her thoughts take over. ]
There's ups and downs associated with getting to know anyone and sometimes the ups are uppier and the downs are more down, depending on the person I don't know everything you've been through or exactly how other people have treated you but It's not just that I'm a nice and amazing person Even though I am It's also that Okada Izou is worth the time and effort as a person I'll get you to believe me one day!
something awkward flutters in his chest, like maybe... he's about to do her wrong in possibly getting her caught. like there's something exciting to having her whisper a message just for him in the middle of the night, amongst a group almost entirely unrelated to him for all he knows. his body, also, tells him he's excited, a sharp inhale coming out in a shaky exhale as he pictures her figure in a thin undershirt leaning into him to cup a hand around his ear.
... all shit she doesn't need to know, that he shouldn't be thinking about, but. it is what it is. )
no, i( he licks his lips, ) ... just a short somethin', maybe
[ She doesn't exactly think she's going to be hanged for her crimes here, but the last thing she needs is someone like Astarion overhearing and giving her grief about it.
But a short something couldn't hurt and she has absolutely no idea what he's thinking, so after a pause, she switches over to audio, her voice soft and hushed. ]
he lifts that palm off his thigh to straighten his own undershirt, pulling the tight fabric down properly over his stomach. get your head out of the gutter, izou. )
it's fine whoever else is in that van'll be grateful for it
( that final whisper is a common phrase, but not to izou.
it makes his heart louder in his ears, and if it were at all tangible, he might try to hold it for a sure sign.
"good night, izou."
he rolls over onto his side, trying to imagine the messenger beside him to rest, but it only works him up further. izou, who always figured he should be alone until loneliness didn't hold meaning anymore. izou, who still felt confused in his impatient patience as to where this was going, or if anything was going to come out of it.
he exhales deeply, sure to wrack his mind over the way a simple good night makes him feel until the tense muscles of a killer trained to stay up late finally relax, willing him to sleep. )
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There's ups and downs associated with getting to know anyone and sometimes the ups are uppier and the downs are more down, depending on the person
I don't know everything you've been through or exactly how other people have treated you but
It's not just that I'm a nice and amazing person
Even though I am
It's also that Okada Izou is worth the time and effort as a person
I'll get you to believe me one day!
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and before he can stop the thought from trickling out, like a star peeking from behind a cloud in the black felt sky outside: )
wish i coulda heard all that
( ugh. )
... i mean, maybe yer voice has got a soothin' quality to it
even with those little bird squeaks you do
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[ Does she do that? Oh, geez, maybe she needs to pay more attention to what actually comes out of her mouth. ]
I'm fine telling this to your face next time too
I just don't want to wake anyone up right now
I guess I could whisper it?
[ Surely he'd love to hear his really good friend whispering to him-- ]
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something awkward flutters in his chest, like maybe... he's about to do her wrong in possibly getting her caught. like there's something exciting to having her whisper a message just for him in the middle of the night, amongst a group almost entirely unrelated to him for all he knows. his body, also, tells him he's excited, a sharp inhale coming out in a shaky exhale as he pictures her figure in a thin undershirt leaning into him to cup a hand around his ear.
... all shit she doesn't need to know, that he shouldn't be thinking about, but. it is what it is. )
no, i ( he licks his lips, ) ... just a short somethin', maybe
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But a short something couldn't hurt and she has absolutely no idea what he's thinking, so after a pause, she switches over to audio, her voice soft and hushed. ]
Hello? Izou?
[ Testing, testing. ]
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i hear ya
just barely, but
( should he be whispering back? sharing a campervan with toji and his... relation? non-relation? —meant they'd hear him pretty easily, but. )
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[ She pauses, a tiny hum in her voice--before there's an equally soft but slightly sheepish giggle. ]
What was I supposed to say, again?
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and furthermore, he... he really shouldn't use her voice for... )
y'know what
that there was good enough
i shouldn't be keepin' you up this late, anyhow
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It's not like you were the one keeping me awake or anything... but if you're sure, Izou.
[ He seems satisfied with just that, apparently. ]
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he lifts that palm off his thigh to straighten his own undershirt, pulling the tight fabric down properly over his stomach. get your head out of the gutter, izou. )
it's fine
whoever else is in that van'll be grateful for it
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Okay, okay!
I hope that helped at least a little, though.
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well
hopefully we find what we're lookin' for out here soon
'cause i'm sick of struttin' about in this heat
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But still, I get it
I'm getting pretty sick of nothing but sand and dryness myself
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not that i need to add to yer load
i can handle it well enough
( ... )
but if i trip up any
i'll come to you
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These special cooling offers don't last forever, you know!
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( another pause, and: )
i'm gonna try at gettin' some sleep
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[ And it seems like that's it, but after a brief period of silence, he'll hear her voice again, just above a whisper. ]
Good night, Izou.
[ And she'll disconnect! ]
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it makes his heart louder in his ears, and if it were at all tangible, he might try to hold it for a sure sign.
"good night, izou."
he rolls over onto his side, trying to imagine the messenger beside him to rest, but it only works him up further. izou, who always figured he should be alone until loneliness didn't hold meaning anymore. izou, who still felt confused in his impatient patience as to where this was going, or if anything was going to come out of it.
he exhales deeply, sure to wrack his mind over the way a simple good night makes him feel until the tense muscles of a killer trained to stay up late finally relax, willing him to sleep. )