vax is up here as usual, sitting on the railing. he's back in his comfy clothes again, scarf pulled up close to his face in the chill, and playing with something in his hands.
the emotional vibes are just...melancholy. nothing more than that. ]
jiuqing spots him by the railing and walks over, leaning against it and looking out at the colorful lights. her vibes are much less calm than they were at the execution - she's not taking care to stay in contact with the stone on her hairpin - and they run counter to the look on her face.
she looks calm and composed, but her feelings are a mixture of grief, and anger, and sorrow... but underneath it all, purpose. she is not about to let this place keep taking people from them.]
[ the quiet. he's always liked high places, though - a bird before he ever got his wings. truly, the fate touched.
he doesn't seem to mind jiuqing coming over, though, and gives her a tired smile. the emotions don't really change - melancholy, and a sort of numbness, though there's a little calm too. ]
[november might have died up here and the greenhouse may or may not still be mcfuckedup, but. but! ...it's still a pretty decent place to vibe as long as she doesn't think about the chunks of a calendar.]
[ maybe not the right answer, or the expected answer, but talking to atsushi yesterday hit a sort of special chord, for vax, one of familiarity. he laces his fingers together, looking out at the lights. ]
[there's no real right answer to these things - there's just answers. jiuqing nods, because it makes sense to her.]
I see...
[she sighs. thinking about that makes that sense of purpose grow a little stronger in her, but - the sorrow does, too.
they need to find a way to purge the refraction from hot pants, if indeed she is the one who killed november; she thinks the conclusions she and vax came to last night make sense, though. but... part of her wishes that it wasn't just her they could do something for.
if they'd managed to save atsushi, somehow...]
...they relate to each other, don't we? We have to figure out what to do next so that we can get as many of us home as we can.
[ there's a resounding agreement to that. he wants to help the people who are trapped here, though, maybe naturally, his mind falls immediately to percy. he has to get him home. ]
Yeah. Maybe burn this place to the fucking ground on the way out, too. [ vax, ] Just gotta keep pushing.
week 4, sunday
vax is up here as usual, sitting on the railing. he's back in his comfy clothes again, scarf pulled up close to his face in the chill, and playing with something in his hands.
the emotional vibes are just...melancholy. nothing more than that. ]
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jiuqing spots him by the railing and walks over, leaning against it and looking out at the colorful lights. her vibes are much less calm than they were at the execution - she's not taking care to stay in contact with the stone on her hairpin - and they run counter to the look on her face.
she looks calm and composed, but her feelings are a mixture of grief, and anger, and sorrow... but underneath it all, purpose. she is not about to let this place keep taking people from them.]
Vax. [...] It's pretty quiet up here, huh?
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[ the quiet. he's always liked high places, though - a bird before he ever got his wings. truly, the fate touched.
he doesn't seem to mind jiuqing coming over, though, and gives her a tired smile. the emotions don't really change - melancholy, and a sort of numbness, though there's a little calm too. ]
Good place to think.
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It is...
[november might have died up here and the greenhouse may or may not still be mcfuckedup, but. but! ...it's still a pretty decent place to vibe as long as she doesn't think about the chunks of a calendar.]
...what's on your mind right now?
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... ]
Home.
[ maybe not the right answer, or the expected answer, but talking to atsushi yesterday hit a sort of special chord, for vax, one of familiarity. he laces his fingers together, looking out at the lights. ]
And what to do next, I guess.
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I see...
[she sighs. thinking about that makes that sense of purpose grow a little stronger in her, but - the sorrow does, too.
they need to find a way to purge the refraction from hot pants, if indeed she is the one who killed november; she thinks the conclusions she and vax came to last night make sense, though. but... part of her wishes that it wasn't just her they could do something for.
if they'd managed to save atsushi, somehow...]
...they relate to each other, don't we? We have to figure out what to do next so that we can get as many of us home as we can.
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[ there's a resounding agreement to that. he wants to help the people who are trapped here, though, maybe naturally, his mind falls immediately to percy. he has to get him home. ]
Yeah. Maybe burn this place to the fucking ground on the way out, too. [ vax, ] Just gotta keep pushing.
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[logically jiuqing knows arson is not a good thing
emotionally she's sick and tired of the prism, so yeah, it can burn]