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‶ time is money. make it fucking quick.
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i'm so sorry but I laughed the entire way writing this
I just - I don't like this place. I do, but I. It messes with my head? Not like Haven did, not even close. Maybe that's what's making it so difficult to deal with though.
[ There's a tiny pause where she inhales as if she's going to say a lot in this one breath. ]
I made out with Paul McCartney. Not, like, old try hard Paul McCartney but young, heart throb Paul McCartney.[ Henry. She... she means Henry. ] And like two other ladies in one day. I also made moves on like three other people before that. I just - Okay, I can't say I didn't want to because I always want to make out with people but I never actually do it! But something in this place makes me. And I don't like not having that control.
The make-outs are totally awesome but is it worth it? It makes things super weird when I come to later and realize what I did. Everyone kissed me back [ and then some in a couple cases ] so that's a good sign but what if they were just influenced too and regret or something, I'unno.
[ THE LONGEST, MOST DRAMATIC SIGH EVER... uhm. Is she- Nope, okay, wait. Not done just yet. ]
I think I fucked things up with Wade too. We haven't talked in like three weeks. [ Alright. She's done. Almost. Quietly uttered and tacked on as an afterthought: ] I miss him.
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Nurumi...
[a pause, deliberating over what he can say to any of this.
paul mccartney?
ladies?
and wilson?
over how many days?!]
How did you manage so much in such a short fuckin' time? We've only been here for a month!
[*tact*]
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I- I don't know! That's the weird part, like. It just kept happening! First it was the trees messing with everyone, then the weird orgy thing with Luffy and that group, and the last incident was the smoke lounge in Eos tower...
[ In short, she is one hundred percent a sexually repressed woman fresh into sextopia. It is far too much for her poor, now not so innocent self. ]
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[initial surprise isn't quite over, but hiruma listens to her sputter before continuing, sitting up straight and angling towards her.]
Just how the hell does Wilson fit into— where does he come in—?
[he steeples his fingers in front of his mouth, before finishing that sentence.]
What happened with you two?
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But, y'know, just in case that wasn't clear enough- ]
We slept together. [ As if that wasn't bad enough, ] Then I got all weird about it and didn't know what to do so I just... ignored it.
[ Read: Ignored him. And the million and one messages he sent. For three weeks. ]
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that is all he can think, giving the situation a moment of silence. and maybe it's not the appropriate time to laugh, but the snort comes abruptly; he leans forward onto his knees and presses his face into his hands, shoulders shaking. only when he lifts up, does he stop -- the smile stays, much to her misfortune.]
You really have got to stop running away from your fucking problems.
--Hell, that's not even a problem, you had fun for a night and then woke up. You don't have to marry the guy, just because he stuck his dick in ya. If you don't want anything serious, then enjoy yourself like you obviously have been.
Fuck 'em, literally and figuratively. Do what you like.
[harsh though it is, it comes from a good place; friends are important. integral.]
But you do have responsibilities. So grow some balls and reply to his messages. Would you wanna' be ignored? Just how many people have you done this to?
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Avoiding your problems is so much easier though... For as long as she can keep running, anyway. Which, admittedly, isn't a very good strategy at all since even she knows she can't run forever.
Rose tries to put herself in Wade's shoes, thinks over all the messages he'd sent across that she'd neglected to answer. Of course she wouldn't enjoy it one bit. She'd probably have come to the same conclusion he had: that she didn't want to see him anymore. Which was anything but the truth; she wanted to see him more than ever but was just too afraid to deal with the consequences of her actions. Was too afraid that she'd want something more, something she wasn't sure he could give now or ever. ]
No. I wouldn't, and I'll. I'll talk to him, I just... I had fun, but I don't know. I didn't want to make it something it wasn't, I guess.
[ As for how many people she's ignored- ]
All of them. Even with Jesse, back in Haven... But we kind of all lived together so it wasn't as easy to avoid as now. [ Now she has an entire god damn planet of space and tons of people to help her forget her problems if only for a little while. ] That turned out alright though. I guess I just psyched myself out again.
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[hiruma watches her mull it over and finds it in him to calm down, smile ebbing.
for all of five seconds.
2/3 i lied
it baffles him for a few moments, rendering him incapable of speech — his lips are too busy pursing tightly. more than likely for good reason. because the second he imagines them together, everything clicks, it all makes sense, that's why she was dodging their apartment block, that's why the shower wall was broken.
that's fucking why.
suddenly, matters of importance becoming small specks in a sea of how hilarious a revelation he's been slapped with, hiruma barks a loud laugh, jolting with it, feet leaving the floor to kick at the mattress. for the first time in a very long time, he drops back onto the bed and cackles wholeheartedly.]
Kekekekeke, I can't believe it—!
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I gotta' text him, hold on!
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The moment is brief, however, and shattered by his uncontrollable laughter. She looks back at him incredulously, eyebrows furrowed and lips drawn into a tight frown. What is so fun-
Then it clicks. She mentioned Jesse. She'd let it slip that they'd been together in Haven, that that's what that weird avoiding everyone in house one song and dance had been about. That they're the reason the shower stall came off its hinges despite their ( in hindsight extremely weak ) claims they hadn't the faintest clue as to what could have happened.
Oh. Oh no.
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[ That's all she'll say before Rose is suddenly flailing and fumbling and failing to try and grab Hiruma's phone from his hands.
SHE'S SORRY, JESSE, FORGIVE HER... ]
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caught in the flailing crossfire, trying to hold his phone out of reach of her shorter arms, hiruma gets smacked harmlessly in the face several times, elbowed twice in the gut as they wrestle over the device, and still finds it in him to retaliate in his fit of giggling, shoving pillows and blankets onto her.
no surrender...........]
I'm picturin' it, I'm picturin' it in my head! Was it good?! Did both of you cry in the middle?!
[#actual worst person]
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Rose is trying to be anything but harmless as she continues to fight for the device lest Hiruma send something even more embarrassing. But then there's a pillow in her face and blankets weighing her down and AGH SHE CAN'T SEE JERK ]
Oh, screw you! [ her face is now a lovely shade of red from embarrassment and frustration ] It was awesome, actually, so there! [ Rose... that doesn't actually help you any........ ]
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[fucking one is like fucking them all, isn't that how the saying goes?
hiruma adds it vaguely to her comeback, lifting the pillow off of her face with a ghost of a self-satisfied smirk. he leaves her to stew in whatever she's feeling, happy with the fact that she's feeling far more energetic than she was — it takes a village.]
But I wouldn't know, right?
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It's true that she's feeling quite a bit more likely than before. Not just because of the hassling and teasing though that certainly did help. Now there's a certain sense of determination to make things right. And not only to make things right but to figure out what, exactly, she's doing.
For as much fun as loving and leaving people is, she doubts she can feasibly continue along this course of one-night stands and 'no strings attached' for long. There's always strings attached. Especially with her. She'll figure it out. ...Eventually. ]
Not unless you've done and/or are doing someone in the pack too. [ A skeptical squint. ]
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for a moment, he wonders what jesse would say if he told someone about them — but promptly realizes that there are no consequences to people knowing now. the police here are blind, disposable, virtually useless, and they can fucking run this town now. all of them. no danger of having a partner used against him, killed or worse. no sense in being cautious out of the public eye...
this is hiruma's kind of turf; no one is going to screw with them.]
You wanna' take a guess? I thought it was pretty obvious.
[a sidelong look, eyes creasing mischievously. he wants people to know; everyone who asks or hints. is that strange?]
So don't get all panicky about fuckin' someone close to us. I do that shit on the regular, ya pussy.
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But this makes sense. They'd been attached at the hip for as long as she could remember knowing either of them; they'd even come together to get her in East. ] No way, [ she whispers, a little awed at the revelation. Her eyes suddenly find a new light and practically sparkle the longer she thinks about him. And Jesse. The more she thinks about them. ] Dude, that's awesome! Why didn't you assholes tell me?
[ ... Admittedly, that makes Hiruma's reaction earlier a little confusing. Had it happened before them? She hopes so because the tinge of guilt ready to settle in her stomach if she'd even so much as potentially come between them isn't all that fun. ]
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[a cop-out of an answer, but she doesn't really think she'll get the straight answer. that's the opposite of how they got here, and it's far more entertaining when mystery surrounds the act. content to sit upright, hiruma clicks his tongue at the face she's pulling. that is half of the reason; they were keeping it a secret.
rosalina nurumi is not known for tact or shame (which, ironically, is why the devil likes her in the first place).]
Why did you tell me? Ah? Don't pull guilt trips when you've got no ground to stand on.
[tossing a pillow at her head, as an afterthought.]
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No one asked because you... don't, right? It's rude. ... Right? [ WHY ARE YOU ASKING ] I don't know human social etiquette, dude! I just pretend and so far it's seemed to work out the past thirty years.
[ The people is regarded with a quiet 'oof' as she lets it make contact and unceremoniously flop back down onto the bed. ] Okay, okay - Yeah, that's fair. But still! Has this been since Haven?
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You're a lost cause. A lost cause.
[repeated for dramatic effect, hiruma's teasing ends when he scoots off of the mattress to roll his shoulders and distance himself from the emotional aspect of knowing someone and sharing intimate details of his life. there's just no way; the barrier has lifted. now that his space is set, he can say anything and make it sound like a suspicious truth or dubious lie.]
What better way to pass time in a horror movie, eh? I'd always wondered how the shower stall got fucked up.
[turning on her with a mischievous look, lips a subtle, subtle curl.]
It started after that.
idk how my autocorrect got 'people' out of 'pillow' but ok
Like she was doing now. Self-restraint is just something she needs a little practice in. Self-restraint and not worrying so god damn much about what it all means. Or if it means anything. ]
Not like there was much else to do in that place, you're right. I kind of... sort of... made out with Star-Lord too but that got weird.
That's a whole nothing thing though. So are you guys like... officially a thing, or. What?
people are pillows tbf
this is a valid point
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