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slantedcross) wrote2010-10-14 10:31 am
slantedcross) wrote2010-10-14 10:31 am
video post † 005 † 10-14-10
[Youji's a little careless right now. He only meant to check the contacts list for the tenth time, but his motor skills have been compromised by a few drinks. Video opens on a profile shot and tilted a bit to the side; he's thrown his arm across the top of the couch with the device still in his hand.
[The repeated checking was necessary because Youji's eyes have deceived him before. And often. Not that he really expects to have been deceived, because he followed up his initial discovery with a very thorough walk around Somni and Espoir. The Dreamberry can't be tricked, and he doesn't think she would have tried, but the habits of a lifetime can be difficult to break, and his include paranoia, suspicion, and the inability to believe in things without proof.
[Youji sighs a bit, looking tired. Not sleepy, but like he's really had enough of this. You would think it'd get easier, this losing people thing, especially when it comes to girlfriends and/or potential candidates for the same. Names just never stop getting added to the list--Asuka, Maki, Tiffone, Kimika, Schell--and it's well beyond his ability to get to know a woman without getting attached, without loving her at least a tiny bit. Part of him even still has a soft spot for Mayumi Tsujii, much as he hates himself for it. Schell was right; he never was cut out for Weiss.
[Even so, he can find it in himself to be grateful, even thankful, that this is the way it happened. A quiet disappearance. A return home, to where she rightfully belongs, and not an early death. There was no gunshot, no drug overdose, no explosion; no last look, no final kiss, no dying declaration of love.
[He has nothing but fond memories, and no betrayal, no failure to taint that. She was kind, she was pleasant, she cared and had been willing to put up with him. When his worst regret is that he hadn't quite managed to actually get her on an actual date, Youji's willing to count that as a positive experience.
[All the same. He turns to look across at the Dreamberry.]
...when did Good morning, I suppose.
[Not really. It's traditional to make an announcement, isn't it, even when you're fairly certain that everyone who would have looked already has... Ran did so for Omi, and Aya-chan for Sena.]
Best I can tell, Iris isn't in Somarium any longer.
[It never gets any easier.]
I suppose if someone feels like commiserating, this is the venue.
[He can't think of a good closing line for that, so the video simply snaps off.]
[note: Replies will probably be later tonight when I get off work.]
[The repeated checking was necessary because Youji's eyes have deceived him before. And often. Not that he really expects to have been deceived, because he followed up his initial discovery with a very thorough walk around Somni and Espoir. The Dreamberry can't be tricked, and he doesn't think she would have tried, but the habits of a lifetime can be difficult to break, and his include paranoia, suspicion, and the inability to believe in things without proof.
[Youji sighs a bit, looking tired. Not sleepy, but like he's really had enough of this. You would think it'd get easier, this losing people thing, especially when it comes to girlfriends and/or potential candidates for the same. Names just never stop getting added to the list--Asuka, Maki, Tiffone, Kimika, Schell--and it's well beyond his ability to get to know a woman without getting attached, without loving her at least a tiny bit. Part of him even still has a soft spot for Mayumi Tsujii, much as he hates himself for it. Schell was right; he never was cut out for Weiss.
[Even so, he can find it in himself to be grateful, even thankful, that this is the way it happened. A quiet disappearance. A return home, to where she rightfully belongs, and not an early death. There was no gunshot, no drug overdose, no explosion; no last look, no final kiss, no dying declaration of love.
[He has nothing but fond memories, and no betrayal, no failure to taint that. She was kind, she was pleasant, she cared and had been willing to put up with him. When his worst regret is that he hadn't quite managed to actually get her on an actual date, Youji's willing to count that as a positive experience.
[All the same. He turns to look across at the Dreamberry.]
...when did Good morning, I suppose.
[Not really. It's traditional to make an announcement, isn't it, even when you're fairly certain that everyone who would have looked already has... Ran did so for Omi, and Aya-chan for Sena.]
Best I can tell, Iris isn't in Somarium any longer.
[It never gets any easier.]
I suppose if someone feels like commiserating, this is the venue.
[He can't think of a good closing line for that, so the video simply snaps off.]
[note: Replies will probably be later tonight when I get off work.]
Only if Youji stops making fun of everything else. Out loud. So, no.
[Ken sighs, letting his head drop back against the couch cushions, hair falling from his eyes and gaze fixed, for a moment, on an unremarkable bit of the ceiling. What sucks the most about sleep comas is the bit where, once you've finally surfaced, all you really want to do is go back to sleep. What the Hell, body?]
You too, huh?
[Have a frown, Youji, even if he's frowning at the ceiling as much as he is at you. Ken's not exasperated so much as he is just plain bewildered. All he's really trying to do is understand and maybe there's nothing to understand - correlation is not causation after all, though Ken wouldn't necessarily have phrased it quite as neatly as all that - but he's trying all the same. He's only human, he sees patterns where perhaps there aren't any and who cares that nobody ever told him reality had to make sense?]
What the Hell's the deal here? Every time you go, I go...
[He lifts his head again, looks right at Youji.]
Thursday the what?
It'd be OOC for Youji to stop ;_; I can't do thaaaat.
Fourteenth. Something like.
[And he laughs, quietly. Not really happily, but he's trying to be himself.]
You know how dull life is without me, clearly.
Then Ken'll just have to keep on keeping on, I'm afraid. Could be worse, at least you're not Ran.
[Ken says it thoughtfully, then exhales wearily. He'd shake his head in disgust if that didn't mean sitting up straight... he settles for closing his eyes and running a hand through his bangs.]
About ten days, then. Dammit, can't these things find someone else to pick on?
[Don't answer that. Ken would rather Youji answered this instead.]
Who were you talking to?
'tis a vicious, endless cycle--but yeah, it's not like Youji'll remember you guys at all later!
[To backtrack or not to backtrack? ...will probably backtrack. Youji is just a sour type like that.]
That's what I keep telling you. You make it far too easy.
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[And who cares if that's one of the reasons everyone thinks he's hopeless? Not Ken.
[The tease doesn't surprise Ken in the slightest. Annoy him? Oh Hell yeah. Surprise him, not really. So, how to deal with it this time? Well, there is getting angry, and there is utterly ignoring it in favor of carrying on talking about what he was trying to talk about, dammit: being, in short, horribly single-minded. Ken's decided he's going to be taking the second route this time, though that doesn't mean Youji's getting away without a that's-not-what-I-meant-and-you-know-it-you-jerk frown.]
... and it didn't sound like nothing from where I was, man. You gonna tell me what's up or should I just go watch it myself?
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[Ultimately, however--he corrects himself; he might lose more face with the second option, but forcing Ken to watch for himself causes him to lose respectability as an adult, doesn't it? In front of a nineteen-year-old. Charming.]
Somehow, I think just sitting here like an idiot for the last three minutes, then fade to black, looks worse.
[Quit stalling.]
You remember that damn auction, don't you?
[So help me you had better.]
Iris isn't on the contacts list anymore.
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[But why the Hell would Youji be bringing that up now?]
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Yeah, I know the one.
[Ken looks up again, and though he's probably still blushing, the look on his face softens from aggrieved humiliation to one of simple concern. Iris. Just how close Youji had actually been to the young woman was anyone's guess, the guy really could be pretty discreet about his lady friends when he wanted to be, but it was never easy to lose a friend, was it? Even when it meant that they'd gone back where they belonged, that didn't make it any easier on the people they'd left behind - the people they'd forgotten.
[He wonders if he should put his hand on Youji's shoulder, but decides not to. Wonders if he should offer Youji a coffee, but a coffee probably wouldn't help, and going by the thickness in the blond's voice he'd already helped himself to something stronger. Why does he never know what to say about stuff like this?]
Damn. I'm sorry, man. At least she's - I mean I know it ain't much help but she's at least back where she should be now, right?
[Right. About the bit where knowing that isn't much use, too.]
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[Not that Youji would have any better idea as to what to say here. Or do, really. Words are empty things, even when you can pretty them up somewhat. It's occurred to him that he might be overreacting, which gives him cause to wonder if all of the disappointment really relates to Iris. She--doesn't deserve the insult of being used as a springboard for the rest of Youji's issues to come out, and that he'd let himself sink into that...]
If that's the last of your questions...