23rd Memory [Voice/Action]

[whats_a_sneeze]

[Hey. Hey Luceti. How you doin'?

Sayo was having a normal morning. For a while. But now, a surprised cry is flying out yo' journals.]

[Voice]

WHAT ARE THESE STRANGE THINGS ON MY BACK-?!

[... Whelp, that's one way to start the day. This is all courtesy of Sayo's bathroom as she stands in front of her mirror, inspecting the wings poking out the back of

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action (or a tl;dr picture of the domestic life)

[imatreenow]

[It's probably a good thing Mithos was already awake, sitting up in bed, when that panicked cry rings out from down the hall. It gives him enough of a jolt as is. Enough to grab for his journal and...okay, others are already flocking to her questions. The tension floods from him and he deflates back against the pillow. It's...just because it startled him.

Really.

......Yeah, he's still subsisting off of lies to himself, but it's the only way to keep from completely breaking down, freaking out, and shutting in on himself. Wading in slowly, not diving headfirst.

During the day, while Sayo is out, he has taken to walking around the apartment to get used to the crutches, not wanting to feel too caged in. Thoughts of Martel and the raw aching pain of everything are constant companions, but their grip is just a little less violent taken outside of the walls of the house they had shared. He goes through the same rituals as before: playing his sister's panpipes, curling up and shutting out reality, thinking how terrible it is that a small taste of happiness only makes everything hurt much worse when it's gone.

But at the end of the day, he isn't alone.

He always makes sure to be in his own room when she comes home, so it doesn't look like he was waiting for her. After a little while, he hesitantly pokes back out and comes to sit down in the living room. Silent, off to the side, but still there. He can handle this in small batches. It's...comforting, when he doesn't think about it too much and realize how against everything this is.

So when you're done chatting over the journal, have a somewhat sullen boy to share your company with, Sayo.]

action (sooooo tl;dr, i didn't even read it)

[whats_a_sneeze]

[She's busy re-reading pages, scribbling notes, looking a little cheery one moment, worried the next, but always determined. And then she closes them, setting them neatly on the coffee table when she realizes Mithos is there.]

Ah, I'm sorry! It's getting late, isn't it? Are you hungry?

I'll make us something nice to eat, if you want anything in particular.

action (I thought you cared......YOU HUMANS ARE ALL THE SAME)

[imatreenow]

[As he sits there he steals the occasional glance in her direction, but for the most part remains lost in his own thoughts. He's noticed this is routine for her, the blue notebook and the journal, and he wonders if it's to aid her memory...

He turns to look at her, always tense and weirdly surprised when she addresses him. Like until that moment, there's a barrier dividing the room and he isn't really there, and she can't really see him. A beat, then he shrugs in put-on indifference.] ...Anything is fine.

action (BOOHOO go cry in the corner little man)

[whats_a_sneeze]

[Better get used to that routine. And better get used to sticky notes all over the place, especially in the small kitchen she has in her apartment. And next to outlets; things like 'DANGEROUS, don't poke at'. It's a dangerous life being all airheaded-ly forgetful, you know. But she rises up to her feet, going over to tie back her kimono sleeves.]

How about Sukiyaki? Someone mentioned it earlier, and now I'm thinking it would be great to eat today...

action (MAYBE I WILL..........s-sob)

[imatreenow]

[The sticky notes were unavoidable in this apartment, and he had given each one a curious look as he encountered them - somewhere between boggled and amused and a little sad. (That last one being immediately categorized under the 'don't think about it too much' file in his mind.) Even odder was the occasional note written in his own handwriting, from months ago.]

I don't care. [and the only reason he knows what sukiyaki is, is because she had made it just last week]

action (SIGH fine have some cookies sheesh)

[whats_a_sneeze]

Alright! I'll make some, then! [DON'T MIND ME, just walking to the chopping board; gotta cut me some fresh veggies over here.] I hope you were okay while I was gone? If you ever need something I can get it for you on the way back home tomorrow.

O-or if you want to go for a walk; I know being pent-up isn't any fun.

action (........................okay. i-it's not like I want to, but...)

[imatreenow]

I was fine... [no different than usual, anyway, but it's not like he's going to start pouring his heart out to her.]

I walked around inside. [he has no desire to go outside in this condition, especially knowing that Yuan is aware he's returned. Yuan aside, it just isn't safe at all with his means to defend himself all but taken away. He still has magic, but...]

action (^__________^ eat them all. grow fat. with love.)

[whats_a_sneeze]

Aa, good-I'm glad to hear that. Now... Mmm... What to put in it...

What are your favorite vegetables, Mithos-san?

action (you spoil me.... /////)

[imatreenow]

[He had almost expected her to press the issue, pester him to go on a walk outside, insist that it could make him feel better. Maybe he just wants an excuse to snap at her. The complacency is abnormal.]

...Peppers. [it's always his goal to answer her in as few words as possible. but at least he didn't use his standard blanket reply of 'I don't care.']

action (|D of course, anything for my snuggly beaaar ♥)

[whats_a_sneeze]

Peppers it is! I have red and green ones! Those are pretty good.

[She starts working, occasionally stopping to read some notes. She doesn't say much because she doesn't want to bother Mithos any-but after a while she has everything in place and she's already getting to cooking.]

Are you thirsty for anything in particular? I could make us some tea, if you like it.

action (j-jeez, do you have to call me that?)

[imatreenow]

[The silence is easier to deal with. But there's still the warm sounds of her moving about the kitchen area, preparing food for both of them. He's okay with that too.]

Tea is good. [...'good'. Not neutral enough. He hardens his expression as if to compensate.]

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[whats_a_sneeze]

[Great! She's moving quickly, and it's not long at all before she delivers a cup of tea.

...

A-and a little plate of cookies. Just. In case you want some.

BACK TO COOKING. V_V;;]

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[imatreenow]

[He silently accepts both.

...And will even take one of the cookies from the plate when her back is turned again, chewing carefully.]

Re: action

[whats_a_sneeze]

[Just give her a bit! She'll be walking in as chipper as ever after some time to cook up the grub. She puts the still-hot dish in the middle of the table, placing down one plate and set for Mithos, one for her, and a mystery third on the other end (that she already filled with food).]

You'll have to tell me how it tastes! I don't usually make such big dishes...

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[imatreenow]

[By now he's made his way over to the table to sit down. He notices the extra dish, the same as every day, and as always his mind flickers back to her story. Which he's held onto, even through the move to her apartment.

...And weeks later, he’s still not used to her cheerfulness. The way she always worries about if he’s satisfied with everything. It’s not out of obligation, he can tell that much. It’s not like during the summer months, when he’d been imprisoned and Raine visited to drop off food and supplies when necessary. With her, there’s warmth behind it. While he may be confined indoors, he doesn’t feel locked up or trapped. Surprising, considering how cornered he had felt at the end of his previous stay here...

He just nods once, and scoops a portion onto his plate. Taking the first bite now...] ...It's good. [eyes on his plate, going in for another forkful (he will never master your crazy chopsticks, ok).]

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[whats_a_sneeze]

[SPARKLE SPARKLE

That sort of thing makes her so very happy, you know. :'D]

Oh!

[She leans forward, confused.]

What's that? What you're using for eating...

[:|a it's all silver and shiny, did you always have that?]