[the thing about gideon nav is she's utterly fucking useless at emotions, but she is very good at puppyguarding. she doesn't get in the way too much, doesn't say a whole lot, but she does trail after akira with her huge fucking sword, watching people who get too close to him with an annoyed look.
and finally, when he's presumably resting somewhere, she sits down next to him. he will probably notice her arms are wrapped with very slightly bloody t-shirt strips but that's not important at the moment.]
she's quiet, letting him lean. she isn't quite sure what to do, but - carefully, after a minute, she reaches up to rest her hand on his opposite shoulder, kind of like a half-hug. she's doing her best.]
That's crap. [she says, and it's as sincere as she can be.] That's such horseshit that that happened, and that you had to do it the second time. Sorry. Really.
The things that happen there still stick, but... ours was some sort of simulation. Miki wasn't actually Miki. It was just... something that looked like her. Something that told me to shut down the program, I had to use the gun.
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and finally, when he's presumably resting somewhere, she sits down next to him. he will probably notice her arms are wrapped with very slightly bloody t-shirt strips but that's not important at the moment.]
What happened?
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He has taken a break after rushing after Ryo, and he doesn’t mind Gideon’s company. He’s holding his chest again, but isn’t wincing.
Looking at the arms…]
Went to space.
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Been there, done that. [...] You okay?
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…I had to shoot Miki.
[WHY DID HE GO STRAIGHT TO THE TRAUMA WITH GIDEON WHO IS SHIT AT EMOTIONS.]
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-- Oh. Uh. Fuck. [smooth] ... Sorry.
[WHEEZES]
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He gets it, though. He hasn't said shit about anything like that. So, quietly:]
The daughter of my parent's friends. I lived with them while my parents were overseas.
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... You close with her?
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[He wavers then leans a bit against her arm. He doesn't say anything for a suspiciously long time. Like he's debating.]
She died. Some people killed her.
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she's quiet, letting him lean. she isn't quite sure what to do, but - carefully, after a minute, she reaches up to rest her hand on his opposite shoulder, kind of like a half-hug. she's doing her best.]
That's crap. [she says, and it's as sincere as she can be.] That's such horseshit that that happened, and that you had to do it the second time. Sorry. Really.
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Thanks. It's okay... The places we went... They weren't real. So be careful, okay? I must just be a way for hell to screw with us.
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Always am. [that's a lie, but she's trying for comforting.] ... They're not real, but I bet it felt that way. It's fine to be fucked up over it.
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[Minus shooting the girl you like.]
The things that happen there still stick, but... ours was some sort of simulation. Miki wasn't actually Miki. It was just... something that looked like her. Something that told me to shut down the program, I had to use the gun.
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[she tilts her head back a bit.]
That's much more personalized and fucked up than shitty rooms and Twinkies.
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[He nudges her. Like, carefully. Then he juts his chin at her arms. WHY THE BOTH OF THEM ARE LIKE THIS, NO ONE WILL KNOW.]
What happened?
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-- Oh. Nothing. Childe, Dawnslight and I got trapped in the mirror house and chased by giant stuffed animals chanting for meat.
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...What?
[HELLO? CHASED BY WHAT DOING WHAT?]
Meat...?