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you gonna leave after?
[ He's still being an uptight prick, but, he will show up, especially if there's the promise of maybe having the second room for his use. It's been a while, because Junpei's been sad. And he's been so sad, he won't leave. And it's fine, Billy gets it, Jem's crushed too, and that's its own thing to navigate, but Billy's uptight and run ragged and Junpei won't leave, and trying to fuck Murphy in the tavern isn't the same as getting to curl around him, hours spent listening to the way he breathes, the way his heart beats.
Eventually, he does show up, uses his key to unlock the door and slips in. He carries an aura of tension. It's been a long spring for everyone. ]
[ He's still being an uptight prick, but, he will show up, especially if there's the promise of maybe having the second room for his use. It's been a while, because Junpei's been sad. And he's been so sad, he won't leave. And it's fine, Billy gets it, Jem's crushed too, and that's its own thing to navigate, but Billy's uptight and run ragged and Junpei won't leave, and trying to fuck Murphy in the tavern isn't the same as getting to curl around him, hours spent listening to the way he breathes, the way his heart beats.
Eventually, he does show up, uses his key to unlock the door and slips in. He carries an aura of tension. It's been a long spring for everyone. ]
[ Billy has an aura of tension. Junpei has an aura of sadness, of overwhelming hopeless melancholy that radiates even after he’d felt a spike of irritation piercing through it from the squabbling.
As he’d promised, there’s tea, steam rising from two primly set cups on the table. His single visible eye, dark with exhaustion, regards Billy tiredly as he pulls out a chair. He doesn’t say anything, but the implication is clear. Come. Sit. ]
As he’d promised, there’s tea, steam rising from two primly set cups on the table. His single visible eye, dark with exhaustion, regards Billy tiredly as he pulls out a chair. He doesn’t say anything, but the implication is clear. Come. Sit. ]
I know you don't want to hear from me, but Murphy and Danny had me meet them. They were in really bad shape. Major infected wounds that were several days old, bodies were in shock, and organs were starting to shut down. I felt them close to death.
I repaired them as best as I could, to their specifications, and then they left. I told them to go back to town, but they just left. They're not okay. It feels like Void contamination to me, so I can't follow them. I'm sorry I couldn't do more, but I wanted you to know.
I repaired them as best as I could, to their specifications, and then they left. I told them to go back to town, but they just left. They're not okay. It feels like Void contamination to me, so I can't follow them. I'm sorry I couldn't do more, but I wanted you to know.
[ He comes, sits, falling into the chair with an air that says he'd rather be anywhere but here. Except, that's not true, he explicitly wants to be here, in this house, in the bedroom Junpei's been holding like a depressed warring party holds the high ground.
Billy's fingers drum over the table. He doesn't reach for the tea, yet.
When he finally speaks, Junpei might expect that he's done some real thinking on the walk over. And he sort of has, but the first thing he says is still a drawn out: ] Pwease?
Billy's fingers drum over the table. He doesn't reach for the tea, yet.
When he finally speaks, Junpei might expect that he's done some real thinking on the walk over. And he sort of has, but the first thing he says is still a drawn out: ] Pwease?
[ A beat, debating, but he shares: ]
Danny's been worse than usual lately. With House disappearing too--I've been trying to keep him in one place till his head was back on. If we don't know where he is, I dunno what he'll do.
If you hear anything...
Danny's been worse than usual lately. With House disappearing too--I've been trying to keep him in one place till his head was back on. If we don't know where he is, I dunno what he'll do.
If you hear anything...
Sure. He's in the same school as you, he just won't let it happen to him. [ The sarcasm is thick, but tired. The straightforwardness is even more tired: ] Yes, Junpei. No matter how Murphy tries to play, I think Danny can and will hurt him. Even if he doesn't now...he will.
Please. If you hear anything.
Please. If you hear anything.
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