ic inbox

[hauntedsavior]

anna amarande

31/f. happily ever after we lived, the end.

VOICE | TEXT | VIDEO | ACTION

Comments

[hauntedsavior]

[nah, she knows how it gets. she doesn't try to fight for his attention as he says it, and when she hears those words, there's a pang of something in her chest that makes her feel warm all over.]

Yeah, well. I just know what it feels like to go through that kind of thing alone. Didn't want you to feel the same way. [it seems as natural a way as any to return to the subject that she cut herself off from discussing so crudely earlier. she looks at her palm, the cuts already healing better than they ever really had back home, instead of to yuri.]

Flowers don't work with Rose. She didn't like them. Not after one tried to use her to take over the world.

[vibing]

You did, huh? [ He does look at her now, easier when it's not him who's being vulnerable. He cares about her, he really does, another person who's nestled their way in his heart, alongside too many others.

It takes him a moment to place the last thing she says, but he lets out a soft laugh ] Oh, yeah? Alright. No flowers, then. Too easy, anyway. She was probably sick of them before that, too, huh?

[hauntedsavior]

[lots of not looking directly at each other. it's comfortable for anna this way, or as comfortable as any sort of serious conversation will get in the aftermath of a hunt. she puffs out a breath and it's kind of amused.]

I don't remember if she liked them much. I always thought it was too cheesy to do something like... a rose for the rose, you know? [says the girl who gave her girlfriend the nickname Rosenherz.] She really liked Christmas a lot, but that's another one of those Earth holidays and all that stuff is too tacky anyway. [why is this when metaphor fails her? why is it now? she closes her palm.] I don't know yet. I don't know what the best way to remember her would be. I just... freaked out a little when it got too close to home.

[vibing]

Yeah, I get it. [ Clearly, as they stare in opposite directions when they try to get anywhere close to vulnerable. ] What... reminds you of her?

[ So many things remind him of Flynn. Swords, the sound of the ocean, the stars in the sky. He could choose any of them, and even then they wouldn't be enough to capture all of him. ] You don't have to figure it out now. Think about it. Then we'll make it, whatever it is.

[hauntedsavior]

Yeah.

[there's not much else she can think to say to that. she has time... they both have time here, don't they? they'll figure things out together, same as they have for other crises that have come out. so normally while that little "yeah" of hers might be dismissive or dispassionate, right now it's just. sincere agreement. for once.]

Yeah we will. God. Well, this is gonna be tearing at some memories. [and now the detachment returns.] I know I'll be fine on the other side of it, but don't be surprised if you see a weird midnight network post or something from me.

[vibing]

[ He laughs softly at that ] Yeah, I'll keep an eye out. And, hey, if it gets to you, just call me. I stay up pretty late these days.

[ He can come right over, even if he has to ditch work for her. That's what friends are for, right? ]

[hauntedsavior]

Will do. [she probably won't, but she can pretend she will. she's good at pretending like she has her life together sometimes.]

Speaking of getting close to home, you gonna head back? Rest on the heels of another successful hunt?