47th Report :: [Audio//English]

[ntjstapwn]

*Marco sounds very, very tired.*

If someone could bring me back my cigarettes and lighter, I would greatly appreciate it.

((Dead-ed around midday on the 16th marco is one stubborn fucker, man, so also scattered are boxers, shorts, a flask, and a pocket-sized notebook with most of the pages torn out and nothing written in it.Strikes are claimed;

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[dormant_beast]

I assume this is yours.

[The sound of pages flipping come over the comm.]

[dormant_beast]

You owe me nothing, Marco.

[She releases him and avoids looking at him for a few moments and busies herself with kneeling and digging out his book, which she holds up to him.]

Here.

[ntjstapwn]

...

*He watches her dig through the bag, but says nothing. What was there to say, anyway?
When she hands him the book, he takes it and peers at it for a moment before looking back to her. This was the first time he'd died since he started carrying that...somehow getting it back made it all more 'real.'*

Thanks.

[dormant_beast]

[She gets to her feet, leaving her bag on the floor. Reaching to Take his hand, Anna rubs fiercely at her eyes with her free one.]

[ntjstapwn]

*He tosses the notebook on the bed and takes her hand, giving it a squeeze. The smile he gives her this time is genuine, but sad.*

You can stay, if you want.

[dormant_beast]

[Anna cannot deal with this, but...]

I will stay for a bit, if you like.

[ntjstapwn]

I...

*He pauses for a moment, thinking, then sighs.*

...I don't know. I think I want to be alone. I'm not sure right now.

*Really, he'd like to hide away and pretend none of this ever happened, but he knows that's not an option.*

[dormant_beast]

[She reaches up to touch his face, holding back another flood of tears. Instead, she artfully busies herself with draping her bag over her.]

Of...of course. If that is what you wish.

[ntjstapwn]

*He blinks*

Anna, I...

*Marco hesitates, uncertain how to read her reaction and not sure what to say. He sighs, and sits heavily on the bed.*

Can I come see you later? I think I should sleep, before I do anything else. But I'd like to spend time with you, now that I'm better.

/kicks html

[dormant_beast]

[Anna nods.]

You should rest, yes.

[Though if he comes to her room, she likely won't be there, and may not be in her usual perches, either.]

html is a bitch :|

[ntjstapwn]

*Marco's pretty sure he did something wrong, but doesn't have the energy to figure out what it was. He rubs his head.*

I'll see you later, then. I, uh...thanks again, Anna. I still want to make it up to you somehow.

*He will try her room and the library after sleeping an hour or so, but will give up if he doesn't find her and go mope or something.*

it is >:|

[dormant_beast]

[He hasn't done anything wrong whatsoever, misconceptions are win |D]

Later, of course. [She tries to smile for him, then moves to give him a tight hug.]

[ntjstapwn]

*Oh, indeed :3
He stands to hug her, and gives her a small kiss on the cheek.*

Take care.

[dormant_beast]

[She inhales softly, then nods.]

You, as well.

[ntjstapwn]

*Since its his room, Marco opens the door for her. He gives her a tired smile, but he doesn't manage to put much emotion in it.*