[IM SORRY DOES SHE HAVE A STOMACH DIAMOND WINDOW? IS THAT SKIN? Lavi is temporarily distracted by this crossbow as I wait for you to answer my brackets,]
Oooh, it looks real nice. Did it get wet at all while it was in the box?
[THEY'RE AT SUMMER ISLAND... at the ranch where Lavi will mosey on over to next to Nona, leaning over one of the railings and maybe a little into her too?]
[i'm robbed of my SATURDAY PC so im gonna give you THIS instead i hate you so BAD
Lavi thinks of a way to mourn. It's hard-going, because he knows so many different ways to grieve, thousands of traditions sequestered in his head, but he can't seem to pick any. nothing seems... right. which is strange, because it doesn't really matter in the end. what he picks. how he mourns. he's not supposed to grieve at all. he hadn't with the others -- not really. simply memorized their passing and committed them to memory.
memory. his lips twist into a mirthless smile.]
...First Hill, now you. Maybe I shouldn't have given that crow your name, huh?
[lavi nona boot. why the hell did he curse these two people so bad. hopefully that means he's next!!!!!]
Wish I can say this somewhere else. Maybe at a place that actually meant something to you? Guess I could wait for the memorials, but...
[he lapses into silence because well. he's not a fan of memorials. and he doesn't know if he'll be sincere enough by then to express what he means.]
Sorry, Nona. I can't promise to look after the others. And I can't promise that I'll live. [...] But I can promise that I'll remember ya. Everything you've said and done, what you were like when I first met you, and the words you said at the end. Every part of you.
[it feels hollow a little. because he knows if their positions were reversed, then Nona would properly mourn for him. instead, all he can give her is this -- because he can't afford to give more. (can't afford to, and yet --) He looks up at the sky, letting the pressure of the moment build and build and build -- until it's gone, just more heartache whisked away onto yet another page. mourning, but chronicled. the only way he knows how, and the only way that means something to him. a little like a girl with rose-colored hair and a bright smile, and a keeper of so many promises.]
w0 saturday
Hey! Got your crossbow back?
[CAN HE SEE IT....]
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she is now in her normal clothes, as she grins and whips out her crossbow.]
Sure did! Ta-daaaa.
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Oooh, it looks real nice. Did it get wet at all while it was in the box?
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w0 monday
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Hey, Nona. Whatcha doing?
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Trying to gather materials to make arrows with. Cloud's idea!
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w0 fri the 2nd
-- What the hell?
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I... I don't understand...
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his mouth presses into a taut line, hand closing into a fist like he's thinking of punching the board in a stupid display of rage.]
...Are they really dead?
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w0 saturday... two
Nona?
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when lavi comes along, though, she pauses.]
... Hi, Lavi.
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...I'm sorry.
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w1 monday
The island's pretty nice, huh?
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Yeah! There's probably a catch, but right now I don't care.
[she looks so nostalgic... island...]
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Wanna say hi to the sheep?
[if she says yes then he's gonna pick her up. i have to tell you this before you write your tag to express dominance]
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w1 friday
Three...?
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His expression tightens, before he forcibly tries to relax.]
...The sleeve in the chest. You think it's Karma's?
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i hate you so bad w1 sat
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memory. his lips twist into a mirthless smile.]
...First Hill, now you. Maybe I shouldn't have given that crow your name, huh?
[lavi nona boot. why the hell did he curse these two people so bad. hopefully that means he's next!!!!!]
Wish I can say this somewhere else. Maybe at a place that actually meant something to you? Guess I could wait for the memorials, but...
[he lapses into silence because well. he's not a fan of memorials. and he doesn't know if he'll be sincere enough by then to express what he means.]
Sorry, Nona. I can't promise to look after the others. And I can't promise that I'll live. [...] But I can promise that I'll remember ya. Everything you've said and done, what you were like when I first met you, and the words you said at the end. Every part of you.
[it feels hollow a little. because he knows if their positions were reversed, then Nona would properly mourn for him. instead, all he can give her is this -- because he can't afford to give more. (can't afford to, and yet --) He looks up at the sky, letting the pressure of the moment build and build and build -- until it's gone, just more heartache whisked away onto yet another page. mourning, but chronicled. the only way he knows how, and the only way that means something to him. a little like a girl with rose-colored hair and a bright smile, and a keeper of so many promises.]
w6 wed
[MY NONA!!!!]
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Hehe, of course! Show me around.
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Follow me, my lady.
[HEADS TO THE MARKET!!! it's artist's alley...... somewhere around here are dolls of charles and hikari.... he picks one up of shigure]
Aren't these cute?
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w7 saturday
Lavi! Are you okay?
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but he gets up a little unsteadily and flashes her a shaky thumbs up]
M'alive!!
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[CASTS HEALING ON HIM]
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