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Tweak says, "smile"

Naoya (cursedmemory) wrote in marinasylum,
@ 2010-12-27 21:04:00

Entry tags:

:action, naoya, saki konishi

[Action | Closed]
[It's late, and Naoya is asleep, dreaming.]

[No, not dreaming. Remembering… for the most part.]

['The child is going to bring death to our home.'

'Her brother is sick. He won't make it.'

'You killed your own brother. Why would you do such a thing?'

'Get out of my house!']

[Hundreds of lives, thousands of years of memory, and only one person who mattered, snatched away over and over and over.]

[A small boy, standing in front of him, covered in blood, reaching out to him.]

['Brother… you killed me. But it's all right. I forgive you.']

[It can't be true. Abel must hate him. It would make no sense for him not to.]

[And then the boy is suddenly surrounded by clones of himself, all covered in blood, all reaching out towards him.]

['Cain… Cain… Cain… it was only in our world you were punished, Cain.']

[Naoya bolts up in his bed, pressing his hands to his face. Ugh… tears. Hopefully Jun is sound asleep and will stay that way. He doesn't need questions.]

[[ooc; Closed to people in Naoya's house right now.]]

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notmycreampuffs
2010-12-28 05:09 am UTC (link)

[Saki's back on the couch tonight, just like old times. Her blouse from the party is folded up neatly on the coffee table to keep the silk from wrinkling, leaving her in only her camisole and jeans; maybe clutching a pillow for warmth, too, curled in a vague approximation of the fetal position.]

[She's sleeping, but not soundly. She's gotten used to waking up at the slightest noise, real or not.]

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	cursedmemory 2010-12-28 05:23 am UTC (link)
	[Naoya gets up and stumbles out of his room, heading towards the kitchen. He needs some water... his throat feels like cotton.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	notmycreampuffs 2010-12-28 05:29 am UTC (link)
	[Hears that, immediately bolting upright. Blinking against the dark. Zelman? No--the room is smaller, this isn't her house. --cold, too. Saki wraps her arms around herself.] [Her sleepy tone manages to sound even more disaffected and detached than her usual tone, if possible.] Naoya? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	cursedmemory 2010-12-28 05:32 am UTC (link)
	[He freezes. He can't answer out loud, or she'll hear how his voice has been affected. He sighs, hoping she'll get the point.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	notmycreampuffs 2010-12-28 05:39 am UTC (link)
	[She does, but she's going to ignore it. Clambering up off the couch, still curled tightly into herself against the chill, she makes her way into the hallway where he... might be. It's dark, but Saki can see a silhouette against the dingy grey.] [Still quietly, so as not to wake Jun,] It's not breakfast time yet. [Translation: What's wrong?] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	cursedmemory 2010-12-28 05:42 am UTC (link)
	[... There's no getting around it. He keeps his voice low, though the scratchiness is still audible.] Go back to sleep, Saki. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	notmycreampuffs 2010-12-28 05:47 am UTC (link)
	[He... never uses her name. And his voice--] You thirsty? I could make you some tea. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	cursedmemory 2010-12-28 05:48 am UTC (link)
	There's no need to get up. I was just going to get some water. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	notmycreampuffs 2010-12-28 05:51 am UTC (link)
	I'm wide awake now. [Not backing down, if only for the sole reason that if it were her, she wouldn't want to be alone right now -- no matter how much she'd claim otherwise.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	cursedmemory 2010-12-28 06:01 am UTC (link)
	... Do as you wish. [He heads towards the kitchen and rummages in the cabinet for a glass, before his headache hits him again and sends him stumbling into the counter. He swears in Aramaic, and closes his eyes.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	notmycreampuffs 2010-12-28 06:12 am UTC (link)
	[Saki follows, immediately flicking on the stove top light and just -- halting, when he stumbles. Seeing his face in the low light, her shoulders seem to sink a bit before she looks away and busies herself pulling some mugs out of the cupboard.] You should sit down. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	cursedmemory 2010-12-28 06:25 am UTC (link)
	[He shakes his head.] I can handle it. [Even as he says that, his grip is tightening around his glass. It's starting to crack a bit.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	notmycreampuffs 2010-12-28 06:31 am UTC (link)
	--Naoya! [Crossing the kitchen now: one of her hands curls against the bottom rim of the glass; the other trying, gently but firmly, to pry his fingers away.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	cursedmemory 2010-12-28 06:40 am UTC (link)
	[He looks down at the cup in the dim light and lets go.] I'll have to throw that out... [He raises his hand to his forehead instead. Ugh...] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	notmycreampuffs 2010-12-28 06:43 am UTC (link)
	[She does it for him, unceremoniously dumping the glass into the nearest rubbish bin.] [She hadn't wanted to ask -- she hates it when she's asked -- but she doesn't trust you to be left alone right now, Naoya.] What happened? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	cursedmemory 2010-12-28 06:50 am UTC (link)
	It's nothing. Just a dream. [His head hurts... ugh. He opens up the refrigerator to get some ice.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	notmycreampuffs 2010-12-28 06:53 am UTC (link)
	It's not nothing. Nothing doesn't upset you like this. [But she'll go back to putting the kettle on and brewing two cups of tea. Without facing him--] Look, I know... talking does nothing, okay? But neither does breaking glass and beating yourself up. [~~Hah, hypocrisy.~~] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	cursedmemory 2010-12-28 07:21 am UTC (link)
	You couldn't understand. [Even Abel doesn't get it... but he doesn't know that he wants him to be able to.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	notmycreampuffs 2010-12-28 07:27 am UTC (link)
	I'm not trying to understand. [Finished with the tea, she sets down a steaming mug in front of him.] Drink, you'll feel better. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	cursedmemory 2010-12-28 07:31 am UTC (link)
	[He looks down at the mug and takes a sip. His head still hurts, but he's not going to tell her that. Let her think she did something good.] Mm. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	notmycreampuffs 2010-12-28 07:36 am UTC (link)
	Do you ever think -- maybe it's better that we're here? [Adachis aside.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	cursedmemory 2010-12-28 07:41 am UTC (link)
	Maybe. It depends on in what aspect you mean 'better'. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	notmycreampuffs 2010-12-28 07:43 am UTC (link)
	Being alive is better than being dead? [Hear the disbelief as she says it?] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)