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week 5; bounty bonding
[everything is awful.
there's no doubt that everything is hitting critical point of the worst now that they've gotten a body count. it's not even each passing week that's awful, it's each passing day. but with how the day started and where it went so quickly? it's bad.
noct spent the morning helping shinnosuke out—in part because he knows they have to get along and work together... and in part because of that inherent need to do better looking out for someone who unfairly lost their vision. really, he knows that it isn't really something he should be doing—it's a bit of guilt projection that he can't really help; he did a bad job of looking out for ignis while mourning his own losses and left it to his other friends—now he needs to do better. for his sake, for shinnosuke's, and for everyone else's. but he'll keep it to himself, that part at least.
instead, what shinnosuke will get is something a little more reined in; he's got his hands full with his offering—a cup noodles in each hand, lid sealed with the water already inside to soften the noodles on his way upstairs. but with no hands free, noct taps at the door with his foot.]
Hey, Shinnosuke. Open up.
there's no doubt that everything is hitting critical point of the worst now that they've gotten a body count. it's not even each passing week that's awful, it's each passing day. but with how the day started and where it went so quickly? it's bad.
noct spent the morning helping shinnosuke out—in part because he knows they have to get along and work together... and in part because of that inherent need to do better looking out for someone who unfairly lost their vision. really, he knows that it isn't really something he should be doing—it's a bit of guilt projection that he can't really help; he did a bad job of looking out for ignis while mourning his own losses and left it to his other friends—now he needs to do better. for his sake, for shinnosuke's, and for everyone else's. but he'll keep it to himself, that part at least.
instead, what shinnosuke will get is something a little more reined in; he's got his hands full with his offering—a cup noodles in each hand, lid sealed with the water already inside to soften the noodles on his way upstairs. but with no hands free, noct taps at the door with his foot.]
Hey, Shinnosuke. Open up.
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Haha. Looks like that's what happened, isn't it? Just... instead of Yuna losing her spirit, she died—but even that, he predicted from the very beginning, didn't he? If anything, she lasted longer than he thought she would. Still, he knew: that people like Yuna leave behind a void when they're gone. Everyone's reactions today prove that rather effectively.
At the moment, he's lying on his bed, trying to empty his head of thoughts. It's not working as well as he would've liked. (Not when the silence in his room reminds him of the other idiot he lost this week.)
Noct's voice breaks that silence. If it were someone else (Xion, namely; he can't think of who else could possibly care about him by this point), he would've ignored them, but if it's Noct... he's probably here on Bounty business, huh? As much as Shinnosuke doesn't want to have to deal with people now—or ever—he knows he can't ignore something like that.
Slowly, he gets up from his bed, grabs his walking stick (having since fetched it from the clinic), and walks over to the door, before opening it.]
What do you want?
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where did my notif for this go
lost in the void of space ig
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