Jul 06, 2022 10:26 PM
esther and ivy meet the Stage
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"I used some of my glimmer and Nana tried to kill me."

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 "What are we going to do?"

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"I'm going to lick my wounds. Dunno about you."

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"Can we stick together? Please? You clearly aren't doing so great on your own."

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"I mean. You are my roommate."

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"So are we going to make any sort of plan? Are you going to let me in at all? Or are we just going to do," he waves his hands around, "This, forever."

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"It isn't easy to open up to people, especially after you just… let's just get going."

She's feeling a little better with the condescension flowing through her, and staggers to her feet.

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He grabs her by the elbow, supporting her just a little.

"Fine."

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When they get to the room, she flops into the shower. She's a mess, and even the water flowing through her clothes is an improvement.

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He considers annoying her more, but instead flops facedown into the bed. A view of how wonderfully the system worked today unrolls itself in his head as his focus widens from the singular point of the Theater. It makes him squirm.

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She strips down as the water heats up, bleeding into it, water and blood and potential flowing together in the dark.

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He feels... weird. Like he's sinking into the bed. Lattices flashing before his eyes. He hears the water running but it almost sounds like screaming, for a second.

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The next morning, she's not there. Slipped out without a word in the wee hours of greyness and shadow before sunrise.

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Damn it. He wanted breakfast. If he waits will she come back, or does he have to go to class to try and find her?

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She's not back by the time the first bell rings.

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He rushes to class, uncharacteristically late which gets a glare from the teacher, and then looks around the room. Is she there?

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She is. She looks a lot better than last night, but there's blood crusted around the opening of one ear.

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He checks to make sure the teacher isn't looking at them before leaning over.

"S. What happened to you?"

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She hisses "You're late" at him without making eye contact.

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"Don't change the subject!"

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The teacher is glaring at them. She is not responding to him right now, today is a day for grindstones.

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Fine. Who cares. He shoots an apologetic glance at the teacher.

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