[ ayaka is out here trying to make breakfast with bread and… uhh… hot chocolate…
when from the corner of her eye she sees a certain charlatan and wannabe court mage. whipping her head around, she goes to ask what he is doing here when— ]
Oh, um…
[ that’s not him at all. also she may have dropped her bread in the hot chocolate mug. good job ayaka. ]
[ what do you mean charlatan?! no, it's fine. sabo is here to also help himself to some breakfast, and generally get a better feel for how thing are going to be. he expects that some people are going to still be jumpy but that reaction is.
well, he won't take it personally. ]
Oh.
[ he'll look at the bread in her mug and then casually offer his mug of hot chocolate without any hesitation. ]
[ she shakes her head, taking a moment to fish her poor bread out of the hot chocolate. it's soaked, but hey, at least it tastes like chocolate. ]
We've actually never met. He's kind of like... [ a "mage" from her servant's memories who could somehow address her directly from all the way back in the 11th-12th century. ] ...a celebrity? So it'd be odd to see him there.
[ well, if she's happy to have her soggy hot chocolate bread then sabo take back the mug he was offering and help himself to a drink. a celebrity, huh? ]
It wouldn't be the first time that someone mistook me for someone famous. I wonder if I just have one of those faces. [ at the same time, though. ] But given our situation, would it be that odd?
while sabo doesn't take back anything that he had been saying about their situation, it doesn't make things easier. whereas they had succeeded in catching the "culprit" the previous week so that the way things resolved themselves was...tolerable. however this?
well, it sure was a series of events and one that sabo wants to see how well (or poorly) people have been taking it all. eventually, he'll make it to the observatory where he'll knock on the wall gently to get her attention. ]
[ sabo's call for her attention works at not startling her, so good job on that!
she turns her head towards him in slight confusion, but quickly relaxes when she realizes that he's just there to check up on her. ]
Hey. I'm... honestly I don't know. Fine, I guess.
[ better than siffrin, who they saw kill themselves countless times for a murder they did not commit. better than siobhan, who's also dead. none of this brings ayaka any comfort. ]
It's okay to say that you're not fine if you're not.
[ hopefully she's okay with him coming into her space as he'll take a seat nearby but not exactly next to her. just from their interactions so far (and what he's observed), she's not someone who desires having people be too close to her without her "permission". ]
And I don't want to say that I'm used to this sort of thing but it's not as though I haven't seen things like this played out before.
[ ah. ]
Not one-for-one, exactly, of course.
[ just seeing the way a rug can be pulled right under you and the "creative" ways of which it can happen. ]
[ she doesn't move when sabo sits down next to her, nodding to show that she accepts his presence there. no, she's not doing okay, but she's holding up somewhat better than she was yesterday. ]
I'm not sure what I was expecting. I wish I could say that I'm angry enough at him to want him dead, but... I don't know. I don't feel pity for him, but I'm also not eager to see him die. But...
[ but not said in a way where he'd judge her for anything. ]
I think it'd be reasonable to wish him dead after everything that he has put people through so far. [ especially after everything he did to siffrin. ] Clearly there were plenty of people wishing for that to happen.
[ when things looked like they could turn for the best(?). ]
May we get the chance to make it up to Siffrin; it'd be the very least that we could do for them.
[ "he"? assuming she means ish in this situation? if she does, sabo says nothing about it, for the moment. instead he'll just focus on what's in front of him. ]
Very few people would be able to do what Siffrin did. It's why we must find a way to make it up to them—to honor that spirit.
[ to be able to get up after dying (killing yourself) time and time again without losing all heart and then to lash out at the person who is responsible for it all... then again, when you have nothing else to lose why not? ]
What do you think you would have done in that position, Ayaka? There is no wrong answer to this question.
[ sabo thinks that ayaka would be the type to run away from things like this but also, at the same time, she isn't exactly a coward. ]
[ ayaka gapes, trying to place herself in that scenario. dying, coming back, dying, coming back, over and over until you had a chance to fight back against your captors…
could she grab a weapon and defend herself? or would she simply roll over and let herself die?
… ]
I’d… I’d try. [ the response comes out like a sigh, shaky. ] I doubt I’d get as far as Siffrin, but I guess I can die thinking that hey, at least I tried.
[ after all that's over, ayaka is in the primrose sitting room. physically she's doing fine-- or well, as fine as she can be after a knife to the shoulder, but she's not going to die any time soon, that's for sure.
mentally? whole other story. in a strange mix of adrenaline and exhaustion, ayaka is just staring at her lap in silence. ]
what is he to say here? he's not sure if he should be grateful that due to whatever the "laws"/"rules" of the magic that binds him to this hat is also binding him to ayaka or not, but he's here with her.
his voice is soft and non-judgmental when he finally finds his words. ]
[ the sarcasm is present in her words, but it has almost no bite to it. really, she's just tired. ]
Are you sure you want to be here?
[ does she know that she's bound to this hat? no. but really, if he asked, she would probably find a way to sneak him out to wherever he wanted to be. ]
Not particularly. I wish things could have been resolved differently... Not that I would expect anything peaceful.
[ sarcasm or not, sabo will respond in kind. if it were possible to communicate that he was giving her a weary smile with his voice alone, then he would be doing just that. ]
But, I do. I think you could use a different kind of company right now. [ ... ] I also need to apologize to you.
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w1 monday morning probs
when from the corner of her eye she sees a certain charlatan and wannabe court mage. whipping her head around, she goes to ask what he is doing here when— ]
Oh, um…
[ that’s not him at all. also she may have dropped her bread in the hot chocolate mug. good job ayaka. ]
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well, he won't take it personally. ]
Oh.
[ he'll look at the bread in her mug and then casually offer his mug of hot chocolate without any hesitation. ]
I'm sorry, did I surprise you?
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[ uhh ]
Reminded me of someone that I wasn't expecting to see here. So I was surprised.
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[ at least that explains things better... though, at the same time?? he just kind of has to know. ]
Is it someone that you don't get along with?
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[ she shakes her head, taking a moment to fish her poor bread out of the hot chocolate. it's soaked, but hey, at least it tastes like chocolate. ]
We've actually never met. He's kind of like... [ a "mage" from her servant's memories who could somehow address her directly from all the way back in the 11th-12th century. ] ...a celebrity? So it'd be odd to see him there.
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[ well, if she's happy to have her soggy hot chocolate bread then sabo take back the mug he was offering and help himself to a drink. a celebrity, huh? ]
It wouldn't be the first time that someone mistook me for someone famous. I wonder if I just have one of those faces. [ at the same time, though. ] But given our situation, would it be that odd?
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[ she tilts her head to the side. ]
What do you mean?
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Speaking personally, I don't find myself teleported to places with a bunch of people that are unfamiliar to me too often.
[ if at all. ]
Unless that's untrue for that celebrity of your's?
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and then immediately remembers how her first encounter seeing the court mage involved him driving a custom car in 11th century france. ]
I can’t believe I’m saying this, but I genuinely could not tell you.
[ anyways enough of that weirdo. ]
You said it wasn’t the first time someone mistook you for someone famous for. Does it happen a lot?
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wk 2; sunday
while sabo doesn't take back anything that he had been saying about their situation, it doesn't make things easier. whereas they had succeeded in catching the "culprit" the previous week so that the way things resolved themselves was...tolerable. however this?
well, it sure was a series of events and one that sabo wants to see how well (or poorly) people have been taking it all. eventually, he'll make it to the observatory where he'll knock on the wall gently to get her attention. ]
How are you handling it all, Ayaka?
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she turns her head towards him in slight confusion, but quickly relaxes when she realizes that he's just there to check up on her. ]
Hey. I'm... honestly I don't know. Fine, I guess.
[ better than siffrin, who they saw kill themselves countless times for a murder they did not commit. better than siobhan, who's also dead. none of this brings ayaka any comfort. ]
How about you?
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[ hopefully she's okay with him coming into her space as he'll take a seat nearby but not exactly next to her. just from their interactions so far (and what he's observed), she's not someone who desires having people be too close to her without her "permission". ]
And I don't want to say that I'm used to this sort of thing but it's not as though I haven't seen things like this played out before.
[ ah. ]
Not one-for-one, exactly, of course.
[ just seeing the way a rug can be pulled right under you and the "creative" ways of which it can happen. ]
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[ she doesn't move when sabo sits down next to her, nodding to show that she accepts his presence there. no, she's not doing okay, but she's holding up somewhat better than she was yesterday. ]
I'm not sure what I was expecting. I wish I could say that I'm angry enough at him to want him dead, but... I don't know. I don't feel pity for him, but I'm also not eager to see him die. But...
[ but, ]
That was too cruel, what he did to Siffrin.
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[ but not said in a way where he'd judge her for anything. ]
I think it'd be reasonable to wish him dead after everything that he has put people through so far. [ especially after everything he did to siffrin. ] Clearly there were plenty of people wishing for that to happen.
[ when things looked like they could turn for the best(?). ]
May we get the chance to make it up to Siffrin; it'd be the very least that we could do for them.
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[ which perhaps says more about her as a person than anything else.
she intertwines her fingers together on her lap, staring down. ]
It was deserved, and I’m sure he thinks so too, I just don’t think I’d be able to do the same, in Siffrin’s position.
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Very few people would be able to do what Siffrin did. It's why we must find a way to make it up to them—to honor that spirit.
[ to be able to get up after dying (killing yourself) time and time again without losing all heart and then to lash out at the person who is responsible for it all... then again, when you have nothing else to lose why not? ]
What do you think you would have done in that position, Ayaka? There is no wrong answer to this question.
[ sabo thinks that ayaka would be the type to run away from things like this but also, at the same time, she isn't exactly a coward. ]
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[ ayaka gapes, trying to place herself in that scenario. dying, coming back, dying, coming back, over and over until you had a chance to fight back against your captors…
could she grab a weapon and defend herself? or would she simply roll over and let herself die?
… ]
I’d… I’d try. [ the response comes out like a sigh, shaky. ] I doubt I’d get as far as Siffrin, but I guess I can die thinking that hey, at least I tried.
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week 4 after... lmfao
mentally? whole other story. in a strange mix of adrenaline and exhaustion, ayaka is just staring at her lap in silence. ]
lmao...
what is he to say here? he's not sure if he should be grateful that due to whatever the "laws"/"rules" of the magic that binds him to this hat is also binding him to ayaka or not, but he's here with her.
his voice is soft and non-judgmental when he finally finds his words. ]
That was quite a scene.
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[ the sarcasm is present in her words, but it has almost no bite to it. really, she's just tired. ]
Are you sure you want to be here?
[ does she know that she's bound to this hat? no. but really, if he asked, she would probably find a way to sneak him out to wherever he wanted to be. ]
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[ sarcasm or not, sabo will respond in kind. if it were possible to communicate that he was giving her a weary smile with his voice alone, then he would be doing just that. ]
But, I do. I think you could use a different kind of company right now. [ ... ] I also need to apologize to you.
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[ that gets her to straighten up somewhat, blinking at the hat. ]
For what? You did nothing wrong.
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[ you know. his head. no one mentioned his torso... ]
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[ ... ]
Yeah. I found your head. [ she has to swallow the lump in her throat as she follows it up with: ] And your torso.
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if he could grimace in a way that she could see him then he would. ]
I'm sorry, but he did what he needed to do to prevent being caught.
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