⁽ᴾʰᵃʳᵃᵒʰ⁾ ▽☥ℰℳ (
puzzlingly) wrote in
hadriel2018-05-22 08:58 am
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duel 8. text
you know what?
being alive is pretty rad
「That's all. What? People are always telling the most ridiculous things over the network, why can't he?
No, he's not high, though, he should be.」
「Private: Law」
I'm sorry.
being alive is pretty rad
「That's all. What? People are always telling the most ridiculous things over the network, why can't he?
No, he's not high, though, he should be.」
「Private: Law」
I'm sorry.

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We don't... have to talk about it.
「There. She did offer to talk but, he came for the tea! Never agreed to talk!」
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It's fine. Just... been starting to wonder if whatever happened was supposed to affect others than myself.
[Walking around being a soulless husk had been bound to give anyone close to her a scare. Rey isn't sure she likes that much.]
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「He finally bites his little sandwich, it's good. The tea will hopefully help him keep his food down.」
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Wouldn't be so sure about that, but your confidence in me is... something.
[More so than she has in her own self.]
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How can I not trust you?
「He takes his seat again and gets a little more comfy than before.」
Am I wrong, though?
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Don't know. There's a lot that can go wrong when you're not giving a shit about anything. Left the city for a while because of that.
[Rey has been down that rabbit hole before, and had no desire to revisit.
[Thanks, Fear.]
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「He sips his tea a little instead of downing it in one gulp this time.」
Fear took my body.
「It might sounds a little random, but might as well put that out there, it would explain his happy post in the network. 」
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[But she just waits until then, taking a bite out of a sandwich and a sip of tea, nodding. Yes, that would explain his post.]
So it didn't work for you either, then? Leaving the city?
[Figures.]
And you just spent all that time floating around or something?
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「The tea might as well start making effect, a little different than last time anyway, because this time he can feel it working, the discomfort fades rapidly and it's like if he could breathe better.」
Yeah, like a balloon. Well... not really, even balloons get dragged by the wind.
...
This thing is strong. 「Says as he stars at his cup.」 Who gives it to you?
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[Because that sounds like it would have been annoying.
[She blinks.] Oh, um. Carlisle comes by and drops the stuff off. Been good for my headaches.
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「Okay, that's a bit of a terrifying thing he hadn't thought about, thank you, Rey. Let's wash that thought down with a little more tea.」
Ah, yes, he has a garden... I forgot. He doesn't come out often.
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[Yeah, going to wash that thought down with a gulp of "don't give a fuck" tea, thank you very much.]
Not really. It's a wonder he comes over here at all, though not surprising.
[She did sort of bail him out of a shitty situation.]
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He considers you a good friend. He was angry when I said some stuff about you.
「Oh wait................... Rey doesn't know anything about the post he made on the network ages ago, does she!? Welp. At this point of his life, he no longer gives a damn, really.」
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Sounds like him. I'm guessing he went on a petulant tirade about "Ms. Rey" and shit like that.
[She means that in the most endearing way possible.]
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Yep, that's what he did! I just hope he doesn't hate me much, I need to ask him a favor.
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[Rey is about to take another drink when she pauses, thinking about what Atem just said. She blinks at him.]
What sort of favor?
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「He says with a bit of a shrug.」
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And here I thought you didn't mind these little tea time get-togethers.
[That carefree feeling the tea brings might be kicking in now.]
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「Says the liar as he drinks some more of that tea, who drinks tea in this place? It's so hot!」
You know what I like? ... Canned coffee! Those things are good.
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[Seeing how he just chugged that tea like his whole hydration depended on it, a minute ago.
[Rey just stares a moment, between sips.] You can like more than one thing, you know? Not much of a tea drinker either, but this stuff is good.
[She starts to take another drink and then stops.]
Canned coffee, though? Fucking seriously?
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「Who would have thought, he's a bit lazy. Bakura would say he's fucking lazy but, hey.」
What, you like it too?
「He says with a goofy smile because, tea.」
You just put money in the vending machine, select what you want and ta-da! Coffee.
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[A situation in which Rey has found herself in more often than she can count. Sometimes you have to get a little creative.]
Can go either way with coffee and tea, really. There's not much better things than a good coffee and pie.
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「That is so not what she was talking about but who cares at this point? But, pie... pie sounds good. It's like if she reminded him that foods exists and is good. Since he feels so much better under the effect of the tea, he noms some more on his little sandwich and goes for another.」
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[Funny how her missions never sent her that far East, but she never had any reason to. Rey might be well-traveled, but there are still many places she has yet to visit.
[She scoffs, remembering it.] No, can't say there are. But canned and vending machine shit has got to be better than field ration coffee, that's for damn sure.
[To that, she will wolf down an entire sandwich and wash it down with some tea.]
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「Hey, it's nice to know she knows of it! He never knows who might or not come from a place that has the same countries and all.」
A lot of stuff that comes from a vending machine is not that good, but the drinks are. I also don't know why but Japanese are obsessed with melon flavored things... Rose might know more about that. 「Totally random...」
The tea here is better tho, I never got too used to matcha. Matcha ice-cream, matcha candy... matcha ramen...
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