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Who: Clay Terran + You
Broadcast: Yes!
Action: On the Vanquish!
When: Now!

[It wasn't like it was hard to figure out; Clay contacts Apollo often, just to talk about everything and nothing. And today, he tried to do it again, only to get an error. He knows what it means, yet he tries again, again and again, until it really sinks in.

He gives himself some time to scream into a pillow, you know, normal reaction to the knowledge that your best friend left, most likely for good, before picking up his comm again. Part of him thinks it'd be good to address via video, but he doesn't really trust himself to do it. After some debate, he decides to just text instead.]

hey so uh

if anybody knew a guy named apollo justice he went back to his world

dont get me wrong its a good thing!! he really didnt like it here

hes afraid of heights and u cant get any higher than space right

lol he was practically becoming a hermit with how much he stayed on his ship

so yeah

its good

hes apollo justice after all

he'll be fine!!!!

[Ugh, that sucked. But... whatever. After the loss of some other friends of his, and now Apollo, that's about the best he's got to give for today.]

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[Oh no...not Apollo too. Somehow, Allen gets the distinct feeling Clay's anything but fine]

Can I come over?

uh

gimme a few hours?

i just gotta think i guess

[Let it digest and all, he only just found out, so it's still a bit of a shock]

Edited 2017-05-27 01:52 (UTC)

Okay.

[he's worried, but he can understand it. Sometimes you need a bit to process these things]

Let me know when you're ready.

I'm sorry about Apollo.

[He really doesn't feel like answering. Heck, he doesn't feel like doing much of anything except maybe take a nap for a week or two. Still, he knows he ought to respond,
so he'll at least offer one little thing.]

yeah ill let u know

thanks :)

Okay.

Love you.

[He's just going to go...occupy himself with any sort of busy work he can find in the meantime, to try to keep his mind off fretting. Yeah. Sounds like a plan]

[And, true to his word, it does take a few hours. But after that:]

hey sorry

wanna come over now?

[He answers pretty quickly. Was he next to his communicator the entire time? Maybe]

You don't need to apologise.

Of course, if you want me to.

yeah

got some xtra hot chocolate too

u dont want it to turn into cold chooclate right

Ah, right. Of course not. I'll head over.

Want me to bring anything?

[He takes a moment to think about that, but:]

nah

just yous fine

Okay.

I'll be over soon. Love you.

love u 2

[And though he doesn't feel up to moving out of his room, he'll still move to wait for Allen in the docking area. The hot chocolate can wait until they get back to his room.]

[True to his word, Allen travels over to the Vanquish as fast as he can. Like usual, the Blue Fish shuttle with dock, and once it's off, he'll step out. It's been a rough couple of weeks with everything that's been going on and all the departures, but Allen doesn't look any worse for wear. He's done this, many times. He's much more worried about Clay.

So when he sees Clay, he'll smile and approach him, pulling him into a gentle hug when he gets close enough]

Hey you.

I have some hot chocolate if you'd like some.

[Normally, the thought of liquid sugar and chocolate isn't all that appealing to him, but...]

u know what

yeah

sounds great

Do you want me to come to your room?

nah its okay i'll come out

[Someone visiting his room while he's feeling like this just feels like coddling, in a way, even though he knows that's irrational, that it's not like that at all. But he can't help that feeling, and so, after a few minutes, he comes out from his room and heads toward the kitchen, where he assumes Hermione is.

... Though just to be sure:]

kitchen right?

That's fine with me.

[ Hermione is in the kitchen and she's already working through the process of making the hot chocolate - though she does get to cheat a little, thanks to a touch of magic. She's bringing the cups over to the table when she hears his approach and she tilts her head up, offering him a mug. ]

Hi there.

Hi.

[Clay gives a half smile as he takes the mug, offering a "thanks" in return, before he sits at the table. He stays there, eyes down at the drink, unsure of how to really start.]

[ Hermione just watches for a moment before she drags her chair a little closer, settling down and reaching out to take one of Clay's hands in her own. ]

I know hearing that someone's sorry doesn't make it better, but I am. I wish it was easier.

[He lets out a sigh at that, a heavy one at that. No, it doesn't make him feel any better, but he does appreciate the gesture. He's pretty sure Hermione didn't know Apollo very well, if at all; Apollo never came to the ship unless it was grounded, and Clay would sometimes be the only one there at those times.]

Yeah... me too. I didn't... think it'd be this hard. I was fine without him... kind of. Before he got here.

[ Hermione understands as well as anyone the heartache of losing someone important to their home - there's a relief that's all mixed up with the sadness of not being able to say goodbye, of losing them, of a heavy heart, and she wonders how they're meant to cope with it all. It aches all the more, knowing that it's all done for drama and for television, for a show they'll never know is actually happening or not. ]

But you got used to him being here. I understand, you know. It... It does make sense. You get used to someone being there and it's agony when they're suddenly gone.

Mm... yeah. I didn't want him to be here any longer than he wanted to, but when he left... I was used to knowing he was close by. You're right.

[He lets out a sigh.] I don't think I'll see him again at this rate. So...

[At that thought, he goes ahead and downright chugs about half of the hot chocolate. It feels good and comforting, much better than the little pains in his chest and mouth and eyes over knowing he won't see Apollo again, barring the miracle of Apollo coming back here. And Clay wouldn't want that, just knowing Apollo couldn't get accustomed to this place.]

I think it's good that he's somewhere where he'll be happy. He'd probably enjoy that.

[ At the same time... Hermione shifts, pushing herself closer and wrapping an arm around him. It's easy enough for her to lean close and offer him comfort and support; she doesn't want him to be upset but she knows she can't make this pain go away. ]

It's okay to hurt for a little while. No one can blame you.

Will YOU be fine, though?

i'll be fine!!

i mean i got through my first year here without him so i should be fine

[Doesn't mean it'll be easy. There's a reason that first year or so was tough.]

Yeah, but that was before you, you know. Saw him again.

[It's not like you get to go back home and see him again, buddy, geez. ]

I mean. It sucks. And I'm just saying it's okay to grieve, yeah?
I know you got the whole this is fine mantra thing going on, but it's ok to not be okay too, yeah?

[He worries about you sometimes, Clay. He really does. ]

[He sighs on the other end, a long one that seems to make his entire body deflate.]

yeah i know

maybe im not fine now but i know i will be

i mean i guess im just happy i got to see him period?

i said before he got here that i wish hed never come here because i knew hed hate it out here

so idk

getting to see him was good but im glad hes back where hes happy

[Even if it means never seeing him again, never knowing what his life's like, never getting to gossip... Ugh. It does suck.]

but yeah

youre right

[He's honestly surprised. He was expecting to just get CLAY TERRAN IS FINE!!!! back. Possibly in
bold, with exclamation points!!!. ]

I get it, dude. Most of my friends hated it here, too. It's better thinking they're somewhere safe, home.
So you know, if you wanna talk about it or not talk about it and instead punch/shoot/video game to help with the not-fine thing, I got your back, okay?

[He would... But there are some things where he knows he's just lying to himself, and while that sometimes makes him feel better anyway, it wouldn't help this time. It'd probably just make him feel worse, especially since it's directly related to Apollo...]

thanks man

im

not sure i know what to do rn

it was easier when i just showed up and he wasnt here

Makes sense. You could still miss him, but it wasn't like the wound was RAW, right?
What do you usually do? To make yourself feel better, or at least take your mind off things?

Unless it's Allen, in which case I'm okay with not knowing that and can just give him like a week off or something.

[BRO]

Sokka!

If you're going to make offers like that, at least filter it!

I'm pretty sure no one is tracking this THAT much, Allen. If they are, they're being kinda creepy.

[There's a pause, because it doesn't quite sink in at first, but then:

Ah. "Do", and...

If he weren't feeling so miserable, he'd laugh and go over there just to high-five Sokka. But instead he sighs, rubs at his forehead, and tries to decide how to approach something like that.]

uh

yeah

thanks

but i usually just scream or work out a lot or bury myself in work

Edited 2017-05-31 19:26 (UTC)

[Sorry, bro. He tried, he did. ]

Well, I'm pretty sure no one would stop you if you wanted to take some time for yourself and do that, you know? Everyone needs time to decompress after stuff like this.

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