itsnotaleash: (RYOJI LOVE OCEAN)
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[Once you enter through the door with an obvious yellow scarf tied around the doorknob, you'll find yourself on the soft, warm sands of the beach. This isn't just any beach, of course, but the beach at Yakushima! For now, the skies are clear of all clouds as the sun shines down and causes the clear, blue ocean to sparkle. It's really a gorgeous sight. ... Unfortunately, it's a private beach so there are no babes in bikinis, but Thanatos can hope that a few babes from the Mall will drop by so he can gaze upon their curves.

He's also currently setting up a small spot on the beach. At the moment it's just two beach chairs, one for Orpheus, along with a huge beach umbrella and a few towels. Thanatos seems really exited as he strips off his shirt so now he's only in black swim trunks with a pattern of little, white skulls. How adorable. ... He then pauses to look at a bottle of sun tan lotion. He remembers his Junpei once mentioning how girls liked it when they had it rubbed on their backs. Thanatos has a mission. For now, though, he's going to set the bottle aside and zoom off towards the ocean. THIS IS SO EXCITING, HE'S BEEN WAITING FOR THIS.

... Can Death even swim? Looks like we'll all get to find out as he splashes into the waves.]

Date: 2009-03-22 08:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silentafterglow.livejournal.com
....

I may have to leave this world, Orpheus. To be able to keep my memory. Please say something to me. Anything is fine.

Date: 2009-03-22 08:40 am (UTC)
clockstopped: (Did you poison my coffee this morning?)
From: [personal profile] clockstopped
...

[Opens eyes to stare up blankly at the sky, silver eyes glazed over and slowly coming back in focus. Rather long hesitation again. Say something? Anything? Then answer a question for me:]

Why did you fail?

Date: 2009-03-22 09:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silentafterglow.livejournal.com
... I can answer that.

[ But in order for that question to answer, both her hands extend out to grab Orpheus' into a vice grip. There is a look in her eyes that's saying "DON'T LET ME GO ;;". ]

I was already dead when I went back to my world to fight Nyx. You see, the first time I died was at the Velvet mall. The dead can't become the seal, especially since my soul remained here. I'm sorry, Orpheus.

[ Hey look. Now she's talking to you via mind. ] If I could go back and fix that, I would.

Date: 2009-03-22 09:11 am (UTC)
clockstopped: (It was a Pterodactyl)
From: [personal profile] clockstopped
[Quiet while she speaks, not yanking his hands back but not holding back either. The same detached neutrality as ever. Might come off like trying to give a confession to a priest. There to listen but never to care. That's why after she does the mind!speak, all he does is close his eyes, mentally locking her out in an instant.] Please leave my thoughts to themselves.

As for everything else... you do not have to apologize to me. I don't hate you for it. Just... [Pause, opening his eyes to glance elsewhere, mentally digging for the right word. But the only one that comes to mind is] ...disappointed.

Date: 2009-03-22 09:16 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silentafterglow.livejournal.com
[ Whoops. Her bad on that one. There is a slight nod, but she completely drops his hands back into his lap, setting them aside in a comfortable position. There is a silent sigh of relief, but none the less, her sad expression is back to her normal expressionless one. She hates talking about this. So much. ]

I know.

Date: 2009-03-22 09:22 am (UTC)
clockstopped: (......... He's out boiling tapeworms)
From: [personal profile] clockstopped
[If you didn't like talking about it, you should've just said so. Problem solved! But until you say that or make it particularly obvious? In ur subject, not dropping it.]

Which have you chosen? [Your memories or your soul?]

Date: 2009-03-22 09:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silentafterglow.livejournal.com
My soul. If I do some things right while I'm here, I can still change her future.

Date: 2009-03-22 09:34 am (UTC)
clockstopped: (I'm deeply sorry. We're out of Biscotti)
From: [personal profile] clockstopped
... [Throwing away your existence at a second chance? ... Well, all right then.] Remember to accept responsibility this time.

Best of wishes, Miwako.

Date: 2009-03-22 09:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silentafterglow.livejournal.com
I know, and I will.

Thank you, Orpheus. To you, as well. [ Wow. This is mutual. I think. ]

Date: 2009-03-22 09:46 am (UTC)
clockstopped: (Your owldog has radioactive heartworms)
From: [personal profile] clockstopped
[Don't mind him. Just the bitterness at everything slowly starting to take effect. But now the problem is resolved. Yay! Have a few more coughs that sound more like he's choking than anything else before a slight smile at the Femmeself.] You should go enjoy yourself here. I'm sure my boss would be more willing to do so than me.

Date: 2009-03-22 09:53 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silentafterglow.livejournal.com
[ That's alright. Not that she minds, it's just a sensitive subject. Especially because her as a ~FAILURE~ seal will always haunt her until she is thrown back into her door. Damn coughing. She was worried about this. Alcohol is not the best thing, but there is a bag of cough-drops in her coat. So, she pulls out a strawberry flavored one, sliding it next to him, just in case. If not she'll eat it. ] I'll stay with you. I want to be with you as much as possible.

Date: 2009-03-22 10:09 am (UTC)
clockstopped: (yes mom of course mom whatever mom)
From: [personal profile] clockstopped
[Stares at it for a moment. A nice gesture even if he does know it won't help. But accepts in silence, staring out blankly at the ocean and unwrapping it while she speaks. Why me again? Is this because she found out about the whole nonexistence thing? ... Nngh. That kind of pity always leaves a bad aftertaste. Whatever. Don't think too much on it.]

Do as you wish...

Date: 2009-03-22 10:15 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silentafterglow.livejournal.com
[ No. She loves you Orpheus, she's said it plenty of times. Don't make her repeat it again. ]

Thank you.

[ Now. It's her time to stare blankly into the ocean. Eyes turning that familiar shade of white, as if trying to get in contact with a person. :|b. We'll keep you company Male!Self. ]

Date: 2009-03-22 10:27 am (UTC)
clockstopped: (Es wird immer schlimmer)
From: [personal profile] clockstopped
[He still doesn't say much on it. Instead silence, lying back with his eyes closed and getting as close to sleep as possible without actually falling asleep. At least being out of the mall is helping.]

Date: 2009-03-22 10:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silentafterglow.livejournal.com
[ When she does snap back into reality, the idiot realizes that she let Ryoji go to the the ocean to scare the kidlets. Sillysauce muse. ]

...

[ PING. IDEA. Well not really. She silently slides next to Orpheus and tugs her coat off, revealing that she's wearing a sun dress because Bikini's are over-rated. Mm snuggle snuggle. ]

Date: 2009-03-22 03:14 pm (UTC)
clockstopped: (Always pressing the snooze button)
From: [personal profile] clockstopped
[That does earn enough for his eyes to open halfway. Clinging and not a Thanatos? ... Whatever. He doesn't care. Free warmth to latch off of, after all. :|b]

Date: 2009-03-22 04:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silentafterglow.livejournal.com
[ Nope. Just a Miwako. Doesn't care? Awesome, she'll just cling to him more, and eventually have a sob fest. ]

Date: 2009-03-22 04:24 pm (UTC)
clockstopped: (yes mom of course mom whatever mom)
From: [personal profile] clockstopped
[Same as every other time, huh? Silly Femme!self. But hey, she makes for a good headrest, a tired sigh precluding using her shoulder for said purpose. Pillowww *A*]

WHY ARE THE COMCAST PEOPLE HERE.

Date: 2009-03-22 04:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silentafterglow.livejournal.com
[ That's right :> You can't get away from her cause she's that awesome. Wow! He's just punching her, or anything! This is shocking. Hopefully it's not a march 6th moment. Or else she really will cry. COME ON ORPHEUS, YOU KNOW YOU WANT TO SAY IT. :< ]

THEY WANT TO EAT YOUR SOUL :<

Date: 2009-03-22 04:48 pm (UTC)
clockstopped: (No such thing as ambient X-rays)
From: [personal profile] clockstopped
[Inorite? AMAZIIING. And it's not a March 6th moment, just the same tired habits that had him falling asleep in class, in SEES meetings, and just about anywhere else. Been far too long since such a thing happened... SAY WHAT I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT You'll have to try harder than that, Miwako. :<]
From: [identity profile] silentafterglow.livejournal.com
[ Two years for you, male self, and almost for her to. Weird, how time just passed by so quickly. Like what? Cry into forever while she's holding him? :< At this point, she's not even quite sure what to say. ]

Digitial Cable, methinks.

Date: 2009-03-22 05:09 pm (UTC)
clockstopped: (Consciousness fading)
From: [personal profile] clockstopped
[Time always passes quickly when you're dead. :|b Better say something, or he's going to be silent into eternity again.]

Webcam! \o/

Date: 2009-03-22 06:47 pm (UTC)
clockstopped: (Max Velocity to Aftershock)
From: [personal profile] clockstopped
Never, if I can help it.

I CAN HAS WEBCAM NOW. :>

Date: 2009-03-22 07:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silentafterglow.livejournal.com
[ Nice job Orpehus! Though, I do lack smile icons, you can imagine how wide her smile just got. The sadness in her eyes disappearing. :> ]

... Thank you.

VICTORY IS YOURS?

From: [personal profile] clockstopped - Date: 2009-03-22 07:15 pm (UTC) - Expand

D: LAME. Get an extension wire thingy?

From: [personal profile] clockstopped - Date: 2009-03-22 10:55 pm (UTC) - Expand

I WOKE UP TO RIBS. FUCK YES.

From: [personal profile] clockstopped - Date: 2009-03-22 11:00 pm (UTC) - Expand

BARBECUE? D:

From: [identity profile] silentafterglow.livejournal.com - Date: 2009-03-22 11:05 pm (UTC) - Expand

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