[MINGLE] chocolate and roses

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It's Valentine's Day, and that means just one thing for the inhabitants of the Velvet Room: chaos.

And chocolate, possibly. Or even something else? Or perhaps you're spending the holiday entirely by yourself?

[[ooc: just a quick catchall post for any toplevels or threads people might want to make for the holiday! Feel free to make inbox or journal posts as well.]]

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[wipingallout]

Ah... this must be the shutting down she's heard about. Hamuko steps in front of him, looking into that foggy expression.

"That's right. Your father is only human, after all."

1/2

[paradisefraught]

After several long, agonizing moments, some distant light sparks to life in Morning's eyes, hands clutching his glove tightly.

^{"I hate that son of a bitch."}

2/2

[paradisefraught]

"Uhm."

Just as quickly as it comes, of course, it's drained from him, the cyst of his anger surgically extracted like a tumor or bad tooth.

"Uhm." Tears poke at his eyes. "Uhm." Sniffle. Morning brings his sleeve up to wipe at his face. "Uhm. Uhm. Uhm..."

[wipingallout]

That little spark of fire, that hate - that's the real Morning, stuck in there. In any other situation she would be feeling worried or maybe angry with someone, but this time - it sparked a little hope in her, admiration of a fiery spirit in there.

"You're great, Morning. You're fantastic," she reassured, getting a tissue out of her bag and passing it to him. "Don't be afraid of that feeling... it's real."

[paradisefraught]

As if on cue, Morning collapses into a heap and starts bawling his eyes out. "OK- OKAY...I'M- I'm so sad!!-- I miss-- hic--!! I miss my dad--!"

His glove makes all the bad things go away-- he grabs it, puts his face in it-- sobs-- it means so much to him--

[wipingallout]

Well.... that... wasn't what she meant. But it might be better to roll with it for now, save that tidbit for later.

She knelt down to stay on his level, though her attention went to the glove.

After waiting a bit for a breath between sobs, Hamuko gently touched his arm rather than reach for the item he was clutching to. "Say, Morning... is that glove special to you?"

[paradisefraught]

"It-- it's really important to me--" he clutches it protectively--

[wipingallout]

She doesn't make a grab for it.

"Tell me about it?"

[paradisefraught]

"It-- it doesn't fit me perfectly but that's fine and it was someone else's-- and they gave it to me--"

[wipingallout]

"That sounds special! Who gave it to you?" Hamuko asked gently. If it didn't fit... hmm. Was that from his dad? Or was that a gift from someone else that he's subconsciously clinging to?

[paradisefraught]

"My...my..." who gave it to me? "...my rival. Akechi-san..."

[wipingallout]

An Akechi! Of course - Hamuko holds back a little laugh. Those two really have something crazy going on between them in all worlds, huh?

"Tell me about him!"

ooc // unactualized marukira in the back yellin I WANT TO MAKE HIM WORSE

[paradisefraught]

"He's my rival and he's handsome but he's so stressed and worried and secretive all the time...I just want to give him a world where he doesn't have to feel like this all the time!"

hamuko would be like GOD SAME BESTIE

[wipingallout]

Brushing right past the better world mantra--

"What do you like about him? I think handsome and mysterious boys are SO attractive."

[paradisefraught]

"He's so..." sniffle. "He's so...sad. I wanna help him. Squeeze him in my hands like a...squishy cat. Squish him..."

[wipingallout]

"I like a boy like that too - it's really funny, he also has long brown hair and is sad all the time," she giggled, lightly. "It feels special, getting to know someone like that. And to love them even when they're sad, or angry, or hurting. I love Shinji for every single bit of him."

[paradisefraught]

"My Akechi-san gave me this glove." He grabs it, squeezing. "He'd hate being called sad. Since he hides it so well. From everyone but me."

[wipingallout]

"Doesn't it make you feel special? Being the person that someone can feel safe enough to be sad around."