( crau ) beau

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( week 3 ) sunday

[haw]

[ he's taken an hour or two to give her space. it works out, incidentally, seeing as how he's gotta start working on transferring both of their belongings from snail cabin to spider cabin.

hm, he thinks as he's trudging through the snow between the two. "spabin" doesn't quite have the same ring to it; maybe they can try workshopping that later. (maybe they don't have to.)

once he's brought the last of it and taken care of some other post-execution errands—it's wild how these things have become just another routine—he comes back with something from the mess hall. it's nothing fancy... he's not a cook, so it's just whatever's being served at the self-service buffet for lunch, but it's something.

he stands in front of her, wherever she's sitting or lying down or whatever, and holds out the tray without saying anything. he doesn't think he needs to. ]

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[ she's sitting in the spabin (?) on one of the lower bunks. she's - in less shitty shape! kind of! she's in the process of taking her bandages off her hands, actually, when majima comes in.

she glances up at him, and... manages a small smile. ]

Thanks. [ she's not hungry but she's not going to refuse the gesture. carefully, she takes the tray, if he lets her. ]

[haw]

[ he gives it to her without much resistance, shooting her a smile of his own. ]

I was gonna draw the line at spoonfeedin' ya.

[ he raises an eyebrow. can he sit next to her? ]

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[ she shifts to let him sit down if he wants to! she also puts the tray down on the bed. ]

Please, I'm not that fucking helpless. [ she says, going back to taking off the bandages. her hand is less of a fucking disaster zone. ] I'll eat in a bit.

[haw]

[ he takes a seat watches her unwrap her hand... and he can't help but look a little surprised once she takes away more of the bandages. ]

Someone used an item on ya?

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Yeah. Taako, can you believe it?

[ sniff. her hands shake just a little. ] Uh - last wishes, and all, is how he put it.

[haw]

...yeah, actually, I can. Speaks a hell of a lot to his character to respect that kinda thing.

[disreguarded]

[ she nods. ]

I had a long conversation with both him and Magnus last night. They'd do the same thing for each other that I did for A-Sang. They were pissed that he did what he did, but they got it.

Taako stuck up for me during trial, too. He's... maybe not a good guy, but he's been good to me. I didn't want to see him die. [ ... ] In fact, it's probably a good thing he didn't.

1/2

[haw]

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I ain't gonna tell you what's right or wrong, 'cause you're entitled to yer own opinion, and I'm not about to say yer feelings don't matter or any of that shit. All I can tell ya is that I'm not him, but I'm here for ya all the same.

[ he turns his head to look at her as he places his hand on her shoulder. ]

Ya got that?

[haw]

[ however, it's at this moment that eye meets eye, and—

memshare time!!! ]

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[ she's going to answer, but - memshare time!

when it ends, she pauses for a moment, and then... there's another little smile, genuine. ]

You fucking softy. [ she says, but it's fond. ] Did you fix her watch for her?

[haw]

[ where he'd been looking genuinely supportive before the memory... he's suddenly blank when it ends, eye far off into the distance. but then beau speaking up returns him to the present, and turns his blind side toward her, almost uncharacteristically sheepish now. ]

Oi, shut it. How do ya know I didn't just toss it for her?

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Because you just genuinely just told me you're here for me like five seconds before? You nice person, you.

[ her teasing is very gentle, though. she doesn't want to make him feel bad or embarrassed!! ]

[haw]

[ he just huffs and gently smacks her!! but like, slightly less gently than before, since she has now received little a heal, as a treat. ]

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[ she hiccup laughs again, a sad, sort of sniffly sound. ]

Stop, I fucking mean it. [ she pauses. ] Really, Majima. You don't have to be him. You're keeping me standing all the same.

[haw]

[ that's enough to get him to smile back, finally bringing his hand to rest atop hers. ]

...yeah? Good to know.

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[ good to know, also: have a memshare!

she... looks away, when it's finished, smile gone. ]

[haw]

[ oh. whoa. that's... that's a lot. it's a very raw moment, and when it ends, there's a profound sense that he's invaded her privacy. he turns his head so that his blind side is turned toward her, almost like it's a reflex. ]

I—... fuck. [ beat ] I shouldn't have seen that, huh.

[ it was involuntary, he knows, but there's still some part of him that feels like he's the one who messed up here. ]

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[ there's a pause, and then she sucks in a breath and exhales it slow. ]

No, it's - okay. It's okay. [ she's genuine. ] It... it's nice for people to maybe see why he means what he does to me. To see a side of him that isn't bad, so you - get why this hurts.

Sorry. I know I'm a lot. [ it sounds like something she's said a lot. ]

[haw]

[ he lets her have her moment to get her feelings out, allowing himself to look her way again as she does. ]

In case ya haven't noticed by now, pretty much everyone here is some flavor of fucked up. That ain't somethin' you gotta apologize for.

[ despite his brash word choice, his voice is quiet, his tone considerate. ]

We're gonna get him back. Him an' everyone else.

[disreguarded]

[ she nods, and shifts so she can lean against majima, resting her head on his shoulder if he lets her. ]

Yeah. We will. I'm going to focus on that. [ as much as she can. ] At least I know he's not completely gone. That helps.

And I have people like you that make it easier, too.

[haw]

[ he lets her, no question; he even wraps his arm around her, his hand atop her head. ]

Ya know, ya really gotta stop sayin' shit like that. Me casually callin' ya gay as a joke got old while we were still on the bus.