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[teenrebellion]

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w5 saturday

[teenrebellion]

[ he'll be at the tea shop, a couple of leather-bound journals spread out on the table. two of them are open, so mizuki will be able to see they're not diaries, just composition notebooks. there's a folded photo set aside, near a cup of tea, as kazuki scribbles in the book. he glances up easily, though; seems he's not that deep into whatever he's trying to work on. ]

Did you and Aiba-san get healed the rest of the way yet?

[ hello ]

[psynchroneyes]

[ Mizuki comes wandering in; she doesn't look her greatest, but tweats... ]

It's been like, thirty minutes.

[teenrebellion]

[ it's mg time it could've been six hours. that's fine though he just rolls his eyes. ]

I went back in the second the pods were open again. You should go.

[psynchroneyes]

[ he'd be valid to fuss after like, ten ]

Can't I at least get the world's most self indulgent sundae first?

[teenrebellion]

[ gestures like be my guest ]

I'm not stopping you. I just thought you'd want to get fixed up first.

[ sips his tea. ]

[psynchroneyes]

I will, I will, I just need to—I dunno, chill after all that.

[teenrebellion]

I feel that. I had the same idea.

[ he just kinda taps at the notebook, not really writing anything. go get your ice cream, girl, you're valid. ]

[psynchroneyes]

You get it.

[ Anyway, brb getting ice cream. But she will pass on by again. ]

So, didn't take you to be the type into journaling.

[teenrebellion]

[ glances up, eyebrow raised. ]

I'm not. It's music.

[psynchroneyes]

Oh. Right... Guess it's something to do around here, huh.

[teenrebellion]

[ dryly, ] Sorry to disappoint you. I'd rather keep my hands busy than sit around and think too hard on things that I can't change.

[psynchroneyes]

[ wow ]

What are you implying...?

[teenrebellion]

What, you think we can do something to stop another execution?

[psynchroneyes]

[ ... ]

Nah, it's nothing. [ ice cream nom. ] I wasn't saying you should either, for what it's worth...

[teenrebellion]

You're not a very good liar.

[ waves a hand vaguely. ]

Everyone deals with stuff differently, I guess.

[psynchroneyes]

[ wow x2 ]

Well, I think it's better to have something to go back to when you need it most, anyway. Otherwise you might drive yourself crazy...

[teenrebellion]

[ prove him wrong then ]

I've noticed that a lot of people do choose to go crazy over things like this. [ and kazuki has never been quiet about preferring a distraction to that, himself. ] I never see you falling back on something like this.

[psynchroneyes]

Well, you never catch me when I do...

[teenrebellion]

I'm not exactly going to follow you around the ship just to figure out what your hobbies are. I'm not a psycho.

[psynchroneyes]

Ew, god, no. Like I need a crazy stalker on top of everything else.

[teenrebellion]

Well, rest assured that it won't be me even if you do have one.

[psynchroneyes]

Good. But seriously, what the hell kind of extreme is that? You can still bump into people by chance.

[teenrebellion]

And yet we still manage to avoid it.

[ shrugs one shoulder and goes back to scribbling some more music notes down... then erasing it? hm. ]

Not that it really makes a difference.

[psynchroneyes]

Not really.

[ another nom. ]

But I still have my own stuff, otherwise even I'd go a little nutso.

[teenrebellion]

Never said you didn't, Date. It's a little obvious, don't you think? Everyone has hobbies, even the people with sticks up their asses.