Chiaki Nanami (
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You were my friend, even when I had only just turned into a merperson... I didn't even have all my powers yet... and I still don't have powers from the Fog like you do...
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But the more she speaks--the more he speaks--the less he wants to fight anything anymore. So he doesn't respond to her, and instead cries pitifully like the useless monster he is, with clawed fingers curled against Nanami's back. There's nothing he can do...she won't give up on him, like he's given up on himself.
It's likely to be a minute before he can even compose himself. This time, the argument must have been much worse...]
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So she holds onto him, stroking his hair gently; letting him cry as much as he needs to. She's here, and she isn't going anywhere. ]
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There's too much...far too much pain in his heart to articulate it at this point. But eventually, after what feels like forever
(or ten minutes, whichever feels less short)
Ryou finally pulls away, swiping at his face with a sleeve. He looks truly miserable and lost.]
Sorry, I...nnh, I just--I thought...things would be better, and then Felfri...happened...and I thought I was a better, st-stronger person. But I'm not, I keep messing up, and now...now it's really over, isn't it?
[His shoulders slump forward, and he stares down into his lap. This is pathetic. He's pathetic. He shouldn't be this low...not after the first time, right? Their bond...it's been shaken already. Maybe Atem really doesn't care about him anymore...and Ryou's the one to blame for it.]
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But she takes his big clawed hand regardless and squeezes it. ] Felfri was terrible... let's never go back, okay? I hated what it did to all of us...
cw suicidal thought
[He shakes his head, but the implication is there. He'd rather die than suffer anymore time in E+L's domain.
He curls his too-big fingers around her hand as well, looking up at her with puffy, gray-ringed eyes that are still damp with tears. He's a mess.]
I wish I understood.
[His friends? Atem?
...Anything.]
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We'll figure it out together, okay? Just... I'm not going anywhere.
[ And that's the truth; she'll keep coming back, even if he wants otherwise. ]
... Is there anything I can get for you? You can stay here, if you like, there's extra rooms... and a portal back to the apartments, too, if you need anything there...
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I'm...I'm tired.
[Crying is tiring. Being broken up with is tiring. Knowing that he's on this fucking peninsula simply to further the pain of others is tiring.
He needs a nap and he doesn't even realize the extent to which he needs one...]
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... Hold on.
[ She extricates herself carefully from the hug; shrinks down and flits into the next room.
Just a few seconds later, she's walking back out at full size with an extra couple of blankets, and lays them on the couch. ]
You can nap here or in one of the rooms. The whole place-- it's yours, okay?
[ And she pulls him back into a hug, holding him close. ]
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...Okay.
[When Nanami hugs him, his arms wrap around her loosely, and his tail, which generally keeps to itself around anyone but Atem, curls around one of her ankles, as if for further support.
Then, the sheets she'd brough lift themselves up, and settle around the both of them. He doesn't want to break the silence. She might change her mind. She might leave...and he selfishly wants her to stay.
He could rest like this. He really could...]
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She's his friend, and she's not leaving his side. Not until he tires of her, or needs to go somewhere else. ]
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He wanted to. But now...he's not so sure about it. Not for a little while. He's selfish anyway, he knows he is, and that he's unforgivable for it. So, he stays curled up close to Nanami, until he does feel like going to sleep and forgetting all of the pain dancing around in his head, carving hateful, angry channels across his thoughts.
Quietly, as he starts to doze, he murmurs something that he might not have the mental bandwidth to remember later.]
Thank you...Chiaki.