falnerestate | [OPEN] I sing a bitter song

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[OPEN] I sing a bitter song

WHO: Yulia Bostova & You
WHAT: Catch-all for pre-campaign all the way up to June 14th (Yes, the first day of classes)
WHERE: Anywhere
WHEN: Anytime
SAFE FOR WORK? Y...for now.
OTHER NOTES: If your character has been in Falner for the past few days/months/years leading up to the first day of classes at Balamb, then feel free to to tag in :) Feel free to reply in prose or action, I don't really care which! Just indicate when the thread is happening :)

a. gisi
Zangyaku's base of operations in Falner; usually, you can find her at an izakaya at the Entertainment District. If she's not there, try the Hot Springs; she usually takes over operations there. If not there, check the Sky Steps, or Sabina's office, or with some of the other Whisperers. Good luck getting her to talk, though.

b. around falner
If she's in the Great Hall, it's usually because of a Hound or two. She doesn't stay too long there, though. She can also be found at the Shatterdome, terrorizing Netsach initiates. If she's at the lake, it's best to leave her alone.

c. shatterdome barracks
She lives on the fifth floor of Zangyaku's barracks. Or, she could be visiting the barracks for Aegis Kai Doru or the Thrones. Who for? Wouldn't you like to know.

d. choose your own adventure
There are a lot of places you can run into Yulia. Pick one and go for it!

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..Mm. Yes.

[ She stands up from your bed, takes a few steps away from it. She'll cross her arms across her chest now. ]

I need you to get a little more sun, and maybe more food. Definitely more food. [ Nodding to herself. ]

Oh, and I also need you to stop ignoring my texts, and stop taking overtime on your Duty because 12 hours is too much and Makoto will never learn how to do his new job properly if you keep hogging the hours.

[ Looking over his shoulder at you with a smile and a rueful shake of his head. ]

I'll take your requests into consideration.

[ He really will. Just... not now. ]

Today, I hope. Within the hour.

Or is that a little too much?

Definitely too much. I'm not done trying to kill myself yet.

[ He's only half-joking.

Really.

For serious. ]

Hikaru.

[ Her tone is surprisingly... not angry. It's a whole lot more worried and concerned, which is, honestly, rare for her to actually show. ]

I'm not kidding. You have to stop this.

[ He'll say nothing to that at first, in favor of moving past you and slumping down right at the edge of his bed.

He's tired, tired in a way that has seeped deep down into the marrow of his bones, tired in a way that makes his body feel heavy and the rest of him hurt. But he's tried to sleep and ended up just seeing Josh in his dreams. ]

I need to distract myself for a little longer, Yulia.

[ Looking at you now. The facade's cracking a little, revealing just a bit of the heartache he's suffering through for you to see. ]

I'm sorry.

[ She'll take her chance and sit next to you. She doesn't know, or probably can't imagine how much Josh is hurting you right now, but that's probably why she's still angry at him. At Josh. Because he's still an idiot, and she hasn't forgiven him just yet. ]

How much longer?

[ There's a soft laugh at that, brief and pained. ]

I... I don't really know, honestly.

[ Did his voice shake? Yes, it did. And hopefully that stinging behind his eyes isn't actually going to become anything. ]

[ She touches your shoulder, because she's unsure of how to proceed. Yulia's never great at comforting people, but... she's here, if you need to let some things go? She's very concerned about Hikaru, and she feels a little, no, a lot helpless right now. ~~Stupid Josh this is all your fault.~~ ]

[ And you'll feel him flinch under your fingers, and see the way his shoulders curl in like the rest of his body is starting to collapse under some sort of invisible pressure.

His chest is so tight all of a sudden. Breathe, damn it.

(He manages to, but it sounds closer to a sob than anything else.) ]

Sorry. Sorry, I...

[ A shuddering sigh, as he's sinking his head into his hands.

Goddamnit. ]

[ For a moment, she's lost as to what to do. Of all the things she expected to happen when she snuck into his room, she did not expect Hikaru to cry. At all.

Once her panic subsides, she lets instinct take over and puts both her arms around Hikaru, pulling him in a hug. It's a little awkward at first-- you know she's not used to initiating contact.

If anything, she's here for you. ]

It's... it's alright. You can cry. No one will know.

[ It sucks because he knows you won't tell anyone, but he really didn't plan on collapsing in front of... well, anyone. Far and enough that he already feels miserable. That he thinks he's worth shit, that he might have permanently fucked up the one good thing he's truly had going for him in decades. It has not helped, of course, that he thought, for a good while, that he'd end up losing Makoto Kuzunoha, yet another person whom he'd destroy the world for.

Your Blade King is slumping against your body now, and hiding his face in your shoulder. He's shaking and crying very, very quietly into your clothes.

It's probably been ages - or maybe even never - since you've seen him this vulnerable, this young. ]

[ In a way, she gets it. Not wanting to be near people when you feel so vulnerable, so weak. But over the past few years, and thanks to friends who are as stubborn and bull-headed as she is, she's learned that sometimes, it's okay to show a little weakness. That it's alright to feel like shit, and feel useless and think that you'll lose everything you love and nothing will ever go right for you any more... And it's okay because you have friends to help you pick yourself back up, and that they'll be there even if you want them to be or not. Because that's what friends are for. To help you out, even when you don't want or ask for any help.

...Even though you made a pinky promise and said you would.

Which is why she'll stay until you stop crying, and even after that. ]

[ It only takes about ten minutes. He's hit that point in grief, see, where the hurt has sunk so deep into his system that it's always there, and there is no real point in crying it out because - dangerously - he's started to learn how to live with it again.

Taking a moment out after he's withdrawn from you to focus on just re-learning how to breathe without sobbing. This is starting to feel a lot like 2012 again. Funny: to think you're one of Cisco Montelibano-Profaci's students. ]

Sorry.

[ It's lame, but he really, really has to say it. ]

[ She doesn't move away, just stays where she is. She fishes for her handkerchief in her pocket and hands it over; you need it more than she does. And then her hand is at your back, because she really is trying to be a comforting presence, and she isn't leaving just yet.

And stop apologizing, jeez. ]

Feeling better?

[ The "yes" is on his lips, but he's well past the point where he could deflect or lie to you without feeling guilty, isn't he?

Have a quiet chuckle instead (a helpless noise), and a shake of his head. ]

Not... not really.

[ Good. She might have hit you if you said 'yes.' She leans against you now, shoulder to shoulder. ]

Talk to me? [ Please? ]

I don't really know what to say.

[ Looking down at his hands for a long while before going for his first actual cigarette. Tears had distracted him quite thoroughly from the other one. ]

I miss him. Seeing him was hard. I love him a lot, and that kind of sucks right now. Beyond all of that...

[ Trailing off with a bitter twist of his lips, lighting up, and taking a drag. ]

[ She sighs and lights up her own cigarette. She can see it, of course. How this whole separation is affecting you. Well, both of you. She hates Josh right now but that doesn't mean she'd stopped caring outright (despite her saying so, multiple times, to different people). And you both look like shit, in your own little ways.

She takes a drag before speaking again. ]

He's an idiot for leaving you like that.

[ Calling it as she sees it. And she's seen it since last year-- last month, technically. It's been a month, to the date, if she did the math right.

It still makes her want to punch Josh's stupid face. ]

And you're also an idiot for letting him.

[ You can shove her off your bed if you want. But you've entered Honesty Hour, and these are her Feelings about the whole mess. ]

[ Sighing at that, and rubbing at his temples. There's nothing to get upset or defensive about, especially since you're probably right.

His head really hurts. ]

I didn't know what to do.

[ He still doesn't, really. ]

[ Of course she's right.

She was going to ask if you'd asked Josh to stay but-- not much you can do about that anymore. Things have already happened. ]

I know what you can do now.

Mm?

[ Who would have ever thought that you'd live to see the day that Hikaru Shinta looks this lost, and happens to be waiting on you to hopefully - maybe, please - give him a direction, or maybe an answer. ]

You can let me take you out to [ She checks the time here ] brunch, so we can put a little meat back here. [ She'll poke you on the side to emphasize. ]

And if you say no, I will call Aidan Clayce and you can have brunch with him instead. [ That was Brianna's idea, by the way.

Also, yes, she's serious. ]

[ Blinking at for a bit, then chuckling. At least you've made him laugh? ]

How about I try to get some sleep, and then you can take me out to for a meal.

[ He'll subject himself to your scrutiny. ]

[ Well... you did just come back from Duty which took god knows how long... ]

Tell you what. [ She sits up straight. ] I will let you sleep eight hours, then we will have an early dinner. Tonight.

[OPEN] I sing a bitter song

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T_T

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wow um.

oh no ;__;

#PAIN

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