(( okay, okay, noooow I’m sleeping. ))
(( okay, okay, noooow I’m sleeping. ))
Hello zhere, you may call me Isaak. Are you… do you vork here?
Hello, Isaak darling; my name is Diora *bows*. Hm *places a finger along the side of her chin*, I work for BLU, but I am… between assignments, you could say. I am simply residing in the quaint little town here as I keep a dear friend company.
Agapite mou, you are so colourful!
*Her gaze drops to the box in Antoinette’s hands and her facial features shift to something wistful.*
Forgive me, darling… I had far greater things at the front of my mind that day. Desperation, among them.
*And her eyes return to Antoinette’s face, gaze turning stern.*
I am alive, am I not?
- Tucks the box away into her coat pocket and settles her gloved hands onto her legs. -
It does not matter. Do not worry about the box anymore.
That is… only a fraction of what still remains undiscussed. You are alive now, yes… But. I have no way of knowing you will not try again, and if my timing would be as fortuitous.
*She watches Antoinette pocket the box and issues a defeated sigh.*
Agapi… *hesitantly, softly, she places a hand over one of her old partner’s own*
Agapi mou, I will always worry for you, first. Please do not resort to intoxication to avoid speaking with me.
- Tugs her hand away and quickly stands up. Antoinette hovers there for a moment before speaking firmly. -
What I do will remain my choice and my choice alone. I do not need you preaching to me.
- She sneers before taking out the box once more. Clearly she is frustrated and uncertain on what to do. Tossing the item into Diora’s lap, the BLU shook her head. -
I am going to my room.
*Withdrawing her own hand, she clenches hers into tight fists and closes her eyes tightly, biting her tongue as her heart races in a swell of aggravation. She lets Antoinette leave without calling after her or following, and slouches back in the chair, rubbing her hands over her eyes and face.
Eventually, she lets her hands drop. That box. Cautiously, she lifts it and cracks it open again, sighing as the ring sits inside, innocuous as ever, but shrouded with mixed intent. Why would…
She lets the lid snap shut and closes her eyes again. It still feels like an expensive suicide note, gorgeous as it is. Maybe Antoinette didn’t mean it like that… maybe the idea that someone would see it that way never crossed her mind, but just the same, it’s what Diora feels. It’s her tenuous grasp of Antoinette made tangible now.*
*Her gaze drops to the box in Antoinette’s hands and her facial features shift to something wistful.*
Forgive me, darling… I had far greater things at the front of my mind that day. Desperation, among them.
*And her eyes return to Antoinette’s face, gaze turning stern.*
I am alive, am I not?
- Tucks the box away into her coat pocket and settles her gloved hands onto her legs. -
It does not matter. Do not worry about the box anymore.
That is… only a fraction of what still remains undiscussed. You are alive now, yes… But. I have no way of knowing you will not try again, and if my timing would be as fortuitous.
*She watches Antoinette pocket the box and issues a defeated sigh.*
Agapi… *hesitantly, softly, she places a hand over one of her old partner’s own*
Agapi mou, I will always worry for you, first. Please do not resort to intoxication to avoid speaking with me.
- Fiddles with a small box -
*sits across from and watches casually*
- Looks up at her -
What are you doing, my dear?
Fiddling with the box that was for you.
*Her gaze drops to the box in Antoinette’s hands and her facial features shift to something wistful.*
Forgive me, darling… I had far greater things at the front of my mind that day. Desperation, among them.
*And her eyes return to Antoinette’s face, gaze turning stern.*
- Fiddles with a small box -
*sits across from and watches casually*
- Looks up at her -
What are you doing, my dear?
- Fiddles with a small box -
*sits across from and watches casually*
*Two… weeks ago. That… oh.*
It is… pointless to ask, I know, but… how are you, then?
What is there to feel?
- Lights cancer stick -
*tugs at one of her long tresses*
Well… I do not know the nature of your relationship with him, so… sad? Angry? Relieved? Happy?
Darling, you have been so scarce…I am trying to hold onto the last of my sanity before my co-workers take it all.
*hesitantly reaches out*
You are always welcome to stop and visit me in town. Have I told you? As I am between assignments, I will be taking up residence in town…
- Just sits there and stares at her with dull eyes. -
Have I told you my father died?
*brow knits together* You… did not. You have mentioned precious little lately.
*takes a seat beside her*
When?
Two weeks ago.
- Rummages about for a cigarette -
*Two… weeks ago. That… oh.*
It is… pointless to ask, I know, but… how are you, then?
Darling, you have been so scarce…I am trying to hold onto the last of my sanity before my co-workers take it all.
*hesitantly reaches out*
You are always welcome to stop and visit me in town. Have I told you? As I am between assignments, I will be taking up residence in town…
- Just sits there and stares at her with dull eyes. -
Have I told you my father died?
*brow knits together* You… did not. You have mentioned precious little lately.
*takes a seat beside her*
When?
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No.
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No?
Darling, you have been so scarce…I am trying to hold onto the last of my sanity before my co-workers take it all.
*hesitantly reaches out*
You are always welcome to stop and visit me in town. Have I told you? As I am between assignments, I will be taking up residence in town…
- Dips her head while smoothing her fingers through her hair -
:|
*Taps her shoulder lightly*
Hn?
- Looks up at her -
*Simply shakes her head and leans her forehead against Antoinette’s, sighing with a frown.*
- Dips her head while smoothing her fingers through her hair -
:|
*Taps her shoulder lightly*