Aug 22, 2000 21:57
[This is the post where, if your character and Sango are set up for a conversation/offline and no immediate post or log is available, we can play out said interactions. Just slap up a comment with offline/type of media and perhaps a date, and go go go!]
!offline,
!voice,
!video,
!text,
!in-between,
*adstringendum,
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We need to talk.
[Those dreaded words. Only this time, it's not going to turn out as well as it did the last time.]
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Alright, you've got me.
[Here's to hoping it's not something that's serious enough to require in-person stuff? (Fat chance.)]
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I think it's best if we do this in person.
[He is not doing this over the PCD's, Sango, sorry.]
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[She's sharp enough to have it pretty much figured out already. It's something bad. It's right before their scheduled date, and... well, she isn't blind. So she shuts off the PCD, steels her nerves, and exits her room to knock quietly at his door.]
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Hey.
[He gestures for her to come in, closing the door behind her and moving to lean up against it, hands pressed and trapped between himself and the wood.]
You might wanna sit down.
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...no, that's alright.
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[He takes a deep breath, looking away from her for a moment, trying to sort through his thoughts enough to find the right words.]
Remember... [He stops, shaking his head, before finally letting bright green eyes settle on her face.] Remember that first day, when I woke up? You told me that, no matter what, Kohaku would always come first. And I told you I understood, because Sora would come first to me.
Even... before you. [Those words sounded so cold now. Like they didn't have a place coming out of his mouth.] I can only give that much of myself to one person. And right now... it has to be him.
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[He isn't saying what they're thinking, now--second best--and maybe that's worse than saying it when it's the phrase that above all else the sense of selfishness no one can truly banish doesn't want to hear.]
[Her chest is tight and for a moment it feels like she can't breathe. The room spins--and then, abruptly, it doesn't. And she's almost light-headed because it feels like everything should be crashing down, and yes there are scalding-hot tears pricking at her eyes but they're alien and it's like she can't figure out why they're there. And later she'll remember why, and it will be so, so much worse.]
[A promise of pain she can't process at the moment, despite having had time to prepare? Probably. Because once again, she got attached to something--someone--knowing the outcome from the start? ( ... )
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[And that's why she needs to go, until she can remember why second best was alright, until she can reign in these waves of pain and hurt and so much jealousy. Because she knows all too well how emotion rules her. Let me go, she wants to scream, don't touch me--just please let me leave.]
[(But then she remembers that she doesn't beg-- ( ... )
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Goodbye.
[And he has to know enough by now to know that it's not a forever goodbye, and it's not even a full goodbye or a temporary one. It's not even a goodbye to him. It's stupid and sentimental and she shouldn't indulge it but she said it anyway. She's saying goodbye to what they had.]
[Where's the dawn now?]
[And then she's gone, a flurry of movement towards her room, scooping up Kirara and Kou and her scarf and casting a long look towards that stuffed animal and resisting the urge to throw it to the kittens as a chew toy. She can decide on that later. And right after that Riku will be able to hear her footsteps on the stairs and finally, if he listens closely, the surprisingly gentle open and close of the front door.]
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