natalie "awkwardly cares" goodman (
robitussin) wrote in
cartesianism2018-11-10 07:14 pm
week 6, post trial
[Their numbers keep falling. Three people have died already this week, with two more on the way tomorrow. With the outburst the townspeople gave them once the results came through... If anyone were feeling downhearted, it's to be expected at this point. Things continuing at their current pace is a frightening thought, after all. Like last week, the offer to spend time together or meet in a central location doesn't come.
Hawks and Dabi wait for the morning in their cells, but the rest of the tourists are free to wander about the town as they please; free to rest, to talk with each other, and to try to gather strength wherever they can. So, where does the evening find you, Cartesio?]
Hawks and Dabi wait for the morning in their cells, but the rest of the tourists are free to wander about the town as they please; free to rest, to talk with each other, and to try to gather strength wherever they can. So, where does the evening find you, Cartesio?]

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Hey.
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Hey.
[He only sounds vaguely grumpy really.]
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Here. For you.
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...What's that supposed to be?
[Kino, did you write him a letter apologizing for this confusion or something....]
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Why was he writing these things in the first place...
[Getting up to take this letter from Kino though.]
...And what were you doing in Dazai's room anyway?
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[What. What did you expect from her, Keith.]
And according to mine, he wrote it because he expected he might die.
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If I die, you better not go poking through my stuff.
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Because it's my stuff?
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...Rough one, huh?
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Think I'm getting used to it.
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[Regardless, even though that was indeed rough, she's fairly certain that they both know what she's really here about.]
Mind if I sit?
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I don't mind.
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[Once he agrees, she takes a seat, but then there's a notable pause before she says anything. What she says, too, is not exactly helpful.]
So, um...
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....yeah?
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[They're so good at this.]
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Okay.
[A breath.]
I'm sorry I made it awkward.
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No, you didn't. I... shouldn't have reacted like that, probably.
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...How should you have reacted then?
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I shouldn't have immediately yelled "what", for starters. That probably wasn't the best.
[She runs a hand through her hair.]
Look, I...
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Look.
[Bad start, bad tone. Trying again in a softer tone as he glances cautiously in her direction.]
It's fine. Really.
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