anyone other than anya would be told to literally just fuck right off atm
but it's anya so]
...I'm here, nya.
[he's seated on the chaise, reading a book. maybe. he might just be reading the same paragraph over and over. it's another space book. science without fonons is... weird!
[she'll wander in then, with the tray of food carefully in hand as she uses her tail to shut the door behind her because she's gotten too used to this cat thing
anyway,]
... your friend got hurt. Минимум. It is little I can do.
but she'll go ahead and join him on the chaise, moving to put the tray of food in between them in case he wants to have any. but for now she just looks concerned as she watches him]
... but that only makes it feel worse, no?
[that's what she thinks at least]
If... Zenitsu or Toi or Beau were to have their names read...
[she shakes her head quietly. she couldn't really stand it]
I always knew it was going to happen, nya. From the first day—I told everyone what to expect: that this house would make us dance for it, then die, nya.
[he pauses, eyes drifting down to his hands, frowning.
he just didn't think he would care.]
They should have been more careful—everyone should be, nya. I... we don't even know if they were the victims, the murderers, or just casualties, nya.
[ . . . . it is a hard mystery to stomach. anya, for some reason, generally assumes someone is usually the victim when they show up dead. after all, no one was an uncaught monster like meltryllis, right?
[ . . . ah. the lost look manages to get her to pause - and if he's not going to eat right away, she'll move the tray of food to her other side, so she can sit closer to him.
her fingertips touch his arm, a gentle brush first]
... then I will hope he is not monster. Even if all things are bad.
... we will have to find a way to save him from here, too.
[she tilts her head in slight confusion before she just offers up a smile, even if he can't see it on her face, she's hopeful that it shines through in her voice]
[ah... it's always nice to see asch smile - and she returns it, happily.]
... if you think so, then I am happy.
I think... if there is something to be stubborn about, it is people I care for. Важный. So important that I cannot stand back and let things happen, and pass me by.
she blinks a bit in confusion, tilting her head at the uncertainty that comes from him.]
Eh...?
[ . . . well, he's going through some stuff right now, isn't he? she wonders if it would be good for her to push or not.]
... mm. I will not make you talk but... if you change mind, I am here.
[she'll offer that, simply.]
... but I do not know if what you think of me is true. [she looks a little sheepish then - ] Нерешительный. I... am not someone good at moving forward.
[and she'll move to play with her hair almost self-consciously as her gaze drops to the floor, which is a lot more interesting than admitting her faults but.]
... Выбор. I am not good - at making choice for myself. For others, yes, if it will help them or not. Easy.
But... cannot do that for me, so - I am trying more here.
[it's a great question - and she notices the squeeze but she just looks all the more worried, like she's sad she'll disappoint him for not being able to give an answer]
.... do not know yet.
I have a dream - to find stars that no one has seen before. But... do not know what else to do. Even before I came here... I was told to be solo idol, away from my partner.
Oдиноко - but now... even more than before, it sounds lonely.
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anyone other than anya would be told to literally just fuck right off atm
but it's anya so]
...I'm here, nya.
[he's seated on the chaise, reading a book. maybe. he might just be reading the same paragraph over and over. it's another space book. science without fonons is... weird!
...chicken...
he at least has the grace to look embarrassed.]
You don't have to do that, Anya-nya.
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anyway,]
... your friend got hurt. Минимум. It is little I can do.
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but his tail is swishing, a wiggle at the end of annoyance.]
You didn't have any part in it, nya. There was... nothing any of us could do, nya.
[each 'nya' pains him deeply, and his tail noticeably shakes more. he can't wait for CAT HELL to be over because it's ruining all his angst!!!]
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but she'll go ahead and join him on the chaise, moving to put the tray of food in between them in case he wants to have any. but for now she just looks concerned as she watches him]
... but that only makes it feel worse, no?
[that's what she thinks at least]
If... Zenitsu or Toi or Beau were to have their names read...
[she shakes her head quietly. she couldn't really stand it]
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...]
I always knew it was going to happen, nya. From the first day—I told everyone what to expect: that this house would make us dance for it, then die, nya.
[he pauses, eyes drifting down to his hands, frowning.
he just didn't think he would care.]
They should have been more careful—everyone should be, nya. I... we don't even know if they were the victims, the murderers, or just casualties, nya.
[and that might be the crux of the issue.]
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she pauses for a moment before nodding]
... what worries you most?
About what Isaac could be?
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I don't know, nya.
[but they all make him angery. sad? smangery??
for a moment, he looks a little bit lost. a little bit more seventeen. a little bit more... vulnerable. human.
--before it's all back again, and he's frowning, thinking.]
...The monster. No control is a punishment worse than death, nya.
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her fingertips touch his arm, a gentle brush first]
... then I will hope he is not monster. Even if all things are bad.
... we will have to find a way to save him from here, too.
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ah.
hm.
--Asch looks away again, and sighs, a spackle of heat at his cheeks.]
Yeah, nya.
Everyone, nya.
[except him. but no one needs to know that.]
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Mm. Everyone to go home -
And a way for you to live again.
[she's not going to let it go]
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[so annoying!!!]
...Has anyone ever told you what an overly-stubborn girl you are, nya?
[but he's back to looking at her again, something almost
wistful in his voice.]
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Mm... no?
[not phrased like that anyway!]
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[not with her, at least.
his expression softens, and he
smiles.]
I think it suits you, nya.
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... if you think so, then I am happy.
I think... if there is something to be stubborn about, it is people I care for. Важный. So important that I cannot stand back and let things happen, and pass me by.
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[they're so close.
when did she get this close? he can practically hear her breathing, her hand on his arm, the smell of her hair--
when did she close the gap between them? because it was her.
it was all her.
...]
Anya--
[for a second, he looked like he wanted to... say? do? something??
and looks away again.]
--No, never mind, nya.
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she blinks a bit in confusion, tilting her head at the uncertainty that comes from him.]
Eh...?
[ . . . well, he's going through some stuff right now, isn't he? she wonders if it would be good for her to push or not.]
... mm. I will not make you talk but... if you change mind, I am here.
[she'll offer that, simply.]
... but I do not know if what you think of me is true. [she looks a little sheepish then - ] Нерешительный. I... am not someone good at moving forward.
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shakes his head.]
N-No, I was just going to say... thank you for the food, nya.
[THAT HE HASN'T TOUCHED??? but he moves on immediately.]
Is that true, or just what you think, nya?
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[and she'll move to play with her hair almost self-consciously as her gaze drops to the floor, which is a lot more interesting than admitting her faults but.]
... Выбор. I am not good - at making choice for myself. For others, yes, if it will help them or not. Easy.
But... cannot do that for me, so - I am trying more here.
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he reaches up, catching the hand twirling her hair carefully, ears twitching, tail gracefully arced over his head.]
And? What have you decided for yourself, nya?
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.... Not very much.
I thought I would not be idol - but if I have my hand, maybe I can. Неуверенный. But I still do not know if that is right for me.
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[he gives her hand a squeeze—a small, utterly missable squeeze—and lets it go.]
That's the only choice you have to make for yourself.
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.... do not know yet.
I have a dream - to find stars that no one has seen before. But... do not know what else to do. Even before I came here... I was told to be solo idol, away from my partner.
Oдиноко - but now... even more than before, it sounds lonely.
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...partner?
this is NOT the right time to ask that, because he's not an uncouth boor!!!]
What's wrong with dreaming of the stars, nya?
I...
[...]
You always surround yourself with people—would you really be happy on your own, nya?
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do it
please
that said that question makes her answer very quickly:]
Нет. No. To be by myself... I would not like it.
[she says that so fast]
... but.... it is chance not all idols get.
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[hmm.]
...Look at it in a different way: if you decline the opportunity, will that give someone else who's happy on their own the chance instead, nya?
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