Seventh Session//Rose Lalonde\\Video

[stubborn_throes]

[She's huddled in the remains of the cafeteria with which she'd completely torn apart two days prior with Vriska. She holds her head in her hands, staring at what is apparently a very interesting, very upsetting floor. Her voice is quiet and wistful/ Her clothes are tattered, her usual headband no where to be found. In her hand, clutched against

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[ecto_biologist]

Rose.

Rose...

[Come on Rose. Not you. Come on.]

[stubborn_throes]

[She stares at him blearily.]

Still here.

[ecto_biologist]

[He's on edge and paranoid at best. At worst, the bags on his eyes could make for an interesting study with sleep deprivation.]

...Sorry. Been on-edge... pretty much most of the week, so far.

I haven't slept a wink...

[stubborn_throes]

[Hers aren't much better, accentuated by the fact that her face is devoid of the usual light make-up and lipstick.]
I'm familiar with the feeling.
Rather hard to sleep when the clock is ticking down on your own cognitive decomposition.

[deusexmachinarf]

You're sad?

You need a hug if you're sad.

[stubborn_throes]

[Oh god.
Jade.]

..I don't think I'm in need of any excessive comforting, emotional or physical, but...thanks for the offer, Jade.
I appreciate it. [That's not just because she isn't a hug person, she really can't bear to see you so...melted.]

[deusexmachinarf]

[Jadesprite just... stares, confused] ...But, hugs cheer people up.

[video]

[stubborn_throes]

Hugs were never really part of my Modus Operandi.
...I...I think I'll be okay. [But all she really wants to do is apologize over and over for not being able to keep you from ending up like this.]

[featheryasshole]

Yeah, you should have done your quest. But you still can, once we get home.

[stubborn_throes]

I never really woke up, I think that was my problem. Why I became so cauterized and dependent on the Horrorterrors and thought I could overlook what seemed inconsequential.

I only woke up because the me from your timeline did it for me.
I never learned to play the rain, and even if this isn't some sort of twisted, doomed timeline, I'm still all out of chances at this point.

[featheryasshole]

[He listens impassively, not really sure if he should care. It feels important somehow, but he's not her sprite. It's not his business.]

We'll go home, and then you can do all the stuff you need to do. So don't be sad.

[stubborn_throes]

Dave, even if we do go home, I won't have time to do any of that.
I've beguiled myself into a circumstance I can't escape.

[cahoooooooots]

Rose.

[that name isn't like John's. it makes her feel... feel. something. something important. she doesn't know what, just that Rose is important.]

You're important. I don't know why.

[stubborn_throes]

[Oh fuck. You too, Vriska...?]

...We're friends.
We have a lot in common, practically facsimilies sometimes.
I was...pretty surprised.

[cahoooooooots]

Friends. We can be friends! [oh, she likes that idea.] I want to be friends with you.

You're pretty.

[stubborn_throes]

[God is this all kinds of awful, but she really doesn't have much of a choice but to play along. She heaves a sigh before replying.]

Sounds like a worthwhile endeavor. Friends.

[Uh...]
You're...pretty too.

[quarkylass]

Rose.

[ She's thinking; there's a long silence. ]

Do you hate me?

[stubborn_throes]

What?

Of course not.

[quarkylass]

You said you couldn't stand me.

[stubborn_throes]

That's not what I meant.

I'm...just sad.