also stop rewriting and killing are two different things to them.]
...waiting for the futures...it makes one wonder how anyone could have any sanity left.
[but, this is about when the stardust sprinkles over them. there's a surprised noise, and a "not now" from gemini before...a memory.
It wasn’t like you were planning on getting stuck here this evening. Likewise, you weren’t planning to be stuck here with four people, four animals, and very little moving space. The loud sounds overhead rang out across the area, three long, low noises that urged you to run and collect the others and hide away.
But it’s okay. People have been dying out there, but at least the people who matter most to you are in your line of vision. It’s sort of like a weird sleepover, except you can’t leave no matter how hard you try. You find yourself a little worried even as you settle between your closest friends, trying to glance outside.
It’s promising to have a plan though. You all work better having something to do. None of you are good at sitting still, and so you agree to take turns taking watch.
“We’re together. And whatever happens, don’t forget we’re still always together.”
You don’t quite know how to say what those words mean to you. It’s been so, so long since you’ve all been together. Being together now still feels like a weird dream, something you imagined, something that can easily slip through your fingers. A fourth of the people here have already been killed and it’s been less than week. What can you do to help?
You express these worries, but your best friend doesn’t speak up. When you finally glance over, you see an almost peaceful expression with closed eyes. Your first instinct is that sleep’s taken over…and then a weird sense of dread appears as you bend your head to listen for breathing.
…it doesn’t come. There isn’t any breathing, there isn’t any pulse, and your other closest friend in the world suddenly notices your growing panic. There isn’t a heartbeat, and no amount of CPR or trying to heal changes that.
You were able to save them both once before. You should be able to do something now. Why can’t you do something now to help?
You were supposed to stay together…but now all you have is a long night ahead locked inside a too-small space being unable to save the people you’re supposed to protect.
...there's a moment of silence as gemini...sort of pauses uncertainly.]
[ if you think the clown is him and not dokja... He frowns. i had to come back so i can conclude this thread ]
The novel described me like a psychopath.
[ Which! He seems funnily offended by? The memory happens and me oocly like squinting but this really means nothing to Joonghyuk. He's silent, back to moving some pieces on the chess board. ]
My younger sister once told me I did my very best. No one can do more or better than what I have already done. [ ... ] You did what you could.
[they're quiet for a moment as the memory goes away.]
I think you of all people may understand it best when I say that even doing what you could sometimes isn't enough. But I agree. You do what you can and that has to be what you live with.
[no commentary on yjh being a psychopath because this is a very reasonable conversation.
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Niah will nose against their hand. ]
The stars are to blame.
[ mad? blame the stars. sad? blame the stars. want to kill something? kill the stars. ]
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good niah, best dog.]
But there isn't a way to rewrite the stars without changing everything else, and that's the most frustrating part. Isn't it?
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Joonghyuk feels like he has said you can kill stars too many times with Gemini, so he won't this time. ]
... I can expect them to act as they did in the futures I've seen.
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also stop rewriting and killing are two different things to them.]
...waiting for the futures...it makes one wonder how anyone could have any sanity left.
[but, this is about when the stardust sprinkles over them. there's a surprised noise, and a "not now" from gemini before...a memory.
...there's a moment of silence as gemini...sort of pauses uncertainly.]
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The novel described me like a psychopath.
[ Which! He seems funnily offended by? The memory happens and me oocly like squinting but this really means nothing to Joonghyuk. He's silent, back to moving some pieces on the chess board. ]
My younger sister once told me I did my very best. No one can do more or better than what I have already done. [ ... ] You did what you could.
[ also tell me how well they play chess ]
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I think you of all people may understand it best when I say that even doing what you could sometimes isn't enough. But I agree. You do what you can and that has to be what you live with.
[no commentary on yjh being a psychopath because this is a very reasonable conversation.
also. they are losing.]