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Who: Zhas
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Red Fish if applicable
When: Now!

[things are maybe starting to get a little weird around the fleet... and this sudden message broadcast over the network is no exception.]

something is going on with the augments. crackling noise? potential malfunction not sure what's being effected right now but it's really annoying unknown if harmful but causing problems with behaviora

[the text just stops there. the video turns on!]

Ugh.

[there's a really scary-looking guy in a full face of skull makeup looking down at the controls--oh, wait, no. he's gone. the video turns off. the voice clicks on.]

...Ugh.

[the voice clicks off. the text resumes.]

compulsions may be becoming a problem. pretend that didn't happen. or not. i don't know.

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Probably.

[he doesn't say anything to the 'thank you'. a lot of people have been telling him 'thank you' lately and his unfamiliarity is funnily what keeps him from saying anything about it.]

Do you, ah, want to go together at some point?

[he pauses. it wouldn't matter over text, but now it's obvious that he's thinking through it before giving an answer.]

Don't know.

[ She doesn't really blame him much. ]

...Our first time meeting in person didn't go well. I understand that may have left you with reservations, but I...

[ It's not quite an "I miss you" that's on the tip of her tongue, but it might seem like it is. It's probably more akin to an "I want us to get along like this all the time". And also... ]

...I'm sorry. I won't say I didn't mean the things I said, but I do regret how I said them. It was impulsive of me and I was already rather upset. I've lost two people here who mean a great deal to me. One right after the other, they've been brought here and then they disappeared.

I know it's not an excuse and I still owe you an apology, so you have it.

[this answer comes to him much faster than the other one--it makes much more sense to him here.]

I was short with you too. You did not deserve it.

[...it sounds no more or less genuine than everything else he says in that creepy monotone of his, so.]

[ Indeed, the only reason Cecil actually believes he's being sincere is because under normal circumstances, she feels pretty certain he would just grunt or make some other rumble of dismissal. The fact that he's said so much at all is significant and it means a lot to her. ]

Truce for now, then?

[ "Friends" seems like such a strong word to use, considering how much they have bumped heads in the past, but she's much closer to defining him as one even if she doesn't say so. ]

Truce.

[she is not a vampire. he has no reason to stay mad at her.]

[ She smiles. She's happy. ]

'Still not sure about my invitation? I won't punch you unless you want me to.

[there's a soft exhale that might have been a laugh, had he more personality than a brick wall.]

Not sure. I'll let you know.

That's fair.

...Why weren't you wearing the skull that night? On that planet?

[a very soft sound of... confusion? he has to think back a little bit. seems like it was forever ago, and it wasn't particularly worth keeping in his memory now that his questions had been answered. --but oh, he eventually remembers.]

Halloween.

Halloween?

[ She's not heard of it before, surprisingly. ]

[...and this is where he thinks it's best to move back to text. maybe because he foresees a lot of words coming.]

do you know it?

I'm afraid not. I've heard of... Christmas? And Valentine's Day.

Halloween celebrates scary things. people dress up, kids go around collecting candy. there's lots of parties. that was my costume.

[...get it? he went out on Halloween dressed up as a normal person HE'S SO FUNNY.]

[ She actually laughs— but not because it's clever or funny in a good way. It's just funny. In an awful way. ]

It was almost very convincing. While you were fumbling around a light post drunkenly, sporting a bloodied nose.

[he says the words "oh yeah" out loud, but then remembers she can't hear that, so texts the words:]

oh yeah.

Edited (pay attention stick) 2015-02-13 18:36 (UTC)

[ Zhas, honey, please. ]

I hear regular people do that too.

It was nice to see your real face for once. I'm sorry I was too preoccupied to appreciate the moment.

[ She almost says "maybe next Halloween", but then remembers that the hope is that none of them are still stuck here by then, so she refrains. ]

no.

[...which is kind of weird, being the only thing that he sends. after a second, another text appears.]

it was my birthday too.

[ "No" what, Zhas? She's sorry for herself! She could have teased him so much if she hadn't been distressed with Barakiel disappearing and upset about a different Makoto showing up and thinking she was someone other version of herself only to also disappear. She's real disappointed she missed out— ]

What?

[ It's said out of shock, not disbelief of course. She fought with a man on his birthday. She actually did that. Now she feels even sorrier, ack. ]

don't get weird i was just saying.

[which is all he has to say to that.]

I'm not "getting weird".

But you realize I'm never going to forget this now, right? If we're still here by next Halloween...

[ No power in the multiverse can save you from birthday hugs now, Zhas. None. ]

we'll go drinking. it'll be fun.

[ Aww... He likes her enough to let her spend his birthday with him... She's touched. ]

Just don't let me drink too much. I'm infamous for having a low tolerance. Hange saw. It was a disaster.

got it.

[he wouldn't mind. that's what birthdays are supposed to be about. he thinks it's funny that she's such a lightweight...]

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