Winn Schott (
winn) wrote in
driftfleet2017-02-23 05:34 pm
06 - video
Who: Winn Schott and you
Broadcast: Video
Action: Tourist
When: Friday
[ there's something off about winn when the feed turns on. something different from all his other broadcasts. it may take a second to spot it but once you realize what it is it becomes glaringly obvious: there's not a hint of happiness anywhere on his face. his eyes, his lips, his nose, it looks like every last bit of joy has been drained from his features, so even when his lips do stretch lightly upwards, despite his dry eyes it feels more like watching him sob than seeing him smile. ]
Margaery's gone home. [ he has no way of knowing that. she could have been kidnapped to another world, one where she would have no protective big brother to introduce her to superheroes and feminism, to embroider with her and teach her science. but he chooses to hang onto that thought, to believe that she's gone back to the family he knows she so desperately missed despite never letting her pain show. he clears his throat. ] If any of her friends wanna come by for a toast and some stories, I'll be on the Tourist all day.
[ he has been on the tourist since he realized she disappeared, curled up in his bed, shut down. this is the most he's said since, and it feels almost like an outer body experience. he clears his throat again, and nods at the camera before killing the feed. ]
Broadcast: Video
Action: Tourist
When: Friday
[ there's something off about winn when the feed turns on. something different from all his other broadcasts. it may take a second to spot it but once you realize what it is it becomes glaringly obvious: there's not a hint of happiness anywhere on his face. his eyes, his lips, his nose, it looks like every last bit of joy has been drained from his features, so even when his lips do stretch lightly upwards, despite his dry eyes it feels more like watching him sob than seeing him smile. ]
Margaery's gone home. [ he has no way of knowing that. she could have been kidnapped to another world, one where she would have no protective big brother to introduce her to superheroes and feminism, to embroider with her and teach her science. but he chooses to hang onto that thought, to believe that she's gone back to the family he knows she so desperately missed despite never letting her pain show. he clears his throat. ] If any of her friends wanna come by for a toast and some stories, I'll be on the Tourist all day.
[ he has been on the tourist since he realized she disappeared, curled up in his bed, shut down. this is the most he's said since, and it feels almost like an outer body experience. he clears his throat again, and nods at the camera before killing the feed. ]

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I love you too. [ if someday he'll have to say final words to her - let them at least be those. ]
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Then we're both pretty lucky. [She kisses the corner of his mouth.]
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It's more than pretty lucky. Us even meeting was so unlikely, and falling in love...[ with all the shit they both carry, the stars had to align and synchronize-dance for it all to happen the way it did. ] If I used up all my luck on this, it's worth it.
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[ has he ever said it to margaery? he's not sure. even if he did, he didn't say it enough. ] Even when I'm sad.
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[ he sniffles and nods. ]
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Sleep on it? [ because that's all he's been having the energy for. maybe, just maybe, when he wakes up this time he'll be able to joke sing her something. ]
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gently kissing her forehead, he lets his eyes flicker shut again. ]