[It'll take several minutes for her to respond as she re-reads the text a few more times. She had just taken one not too long ago, even though she swears she hadn't used much of her mana.]
What do you mean? They were just weaker versions of it, right? Only they forgot to change the color and name...
[No one told her... And she has that bad habit of acting without thinking at times... And he's scaring her right now, but she's not going to tell him that.]
Okay! I'll stop! [A pause.] What do you mean by "dependent", though?
[If he had been there, he'd see her expression as one of those "I have an idea what you mean, but I really want to be wrong about this".]
[It takes a minute for him to respond. It's good he has the time to think between texts. He's really not doing too well.]
Stopping is going to make you feel horrible. You'll run out of mana and get headaches along with other things, but if you keep up with it long enough it'll get better.
[And ah, it's easier to lie over text, so the next is included smoothly.] It's a better question how you don't know it yet. People from the ship are affected all over from the looks of it. The further you go into the city, the more you can see just how it isn't thriving anymore.
and another silence as he gets almost the same message again. Only slower (like distinct one letter at a time slower) as she makes sure to type it correctly.]
There. It's fixed. Now do you want to tell me what exactly you meant by that?
[Aaaand she's relaxed into glaring because kiss Lloyd? How...absurd. (Good thing this conversation isn't in person, or he'd see a blush under that glare.)]
Exactly. Although, it's the others I'm referring to--including you. You were protecting them with what you did.
How could I be mad at you for that?
[She's actually asked herself how could she not be mad at him, and that's the reason she came up with. Although, she's mad at herself for putting him in that position to begin with.]
text week 22 day 4
MESSAGE: Did you ever take any ADAM or EVE?
[Just out of the blue and direct because honestly he's feeling miserable himself.]
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Why?
[Yep. She's addicted to the effects of EVE, only she doesn't know it.]
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Haven't you run out? Those things make you dependent on them. It's not gonna be pleasant but you have to stop before it gets any worse.
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What do you mean? They were just weaker versions of it, right? Only they forgot to change the color and name...
[Yep. Honestly thinks the things are weird gels.]
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No they're not! Just trust me for once would you? Stop taking them!
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Okay! I'll stop! [A pause.] What do you mean by "dependent", though?
[If he had been there, he'd see her expression as one of those "I have an idea what you mean, but I really want to be wrong about this".]
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Stopping is going to make you feel horrible. You'll run out of mana and get headaches along with other things, but if you keep up with it long enough it'll get better.
[He thinks. He hopes.]
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Like being sick? [She's not looking forward to it, but she's gotta do it! Though...]
Zelos, how do you know all this?
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[And ah, it's easier to lie over text, so the next is included smoothly.] It's a better question how you don't know it yet. People from the ship are affected all over from the looks of it. The further you go into the city, the more you can see just how it isn't thriving anymore.
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text ; week 1 day 2 (backdated)
MESSAGE: Hey Sheena? You there?
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[Now why hadn't she thought of doing this instead of searching for him on foot?]
You too, huh?
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Did you manage to get home okay? I was back for about a month, but it looks like Lloyd was only there a week or less.
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Lloyd was only home for a week? I was home for about as long as you were and thought Lloyd had been, too. That's kind of weird.
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But yeah, talk about a bummer for Lloyd, right? Maybe you should go give him a big kiss to make him feel better, hmm?
wow. I never got a notif for this.
[She's thinking it's a matter of weeks again.
And there's a veeeeeerrrrrrrrrrrry long silence before she responds as angrily as possible in text.]
A KISS? WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?!
hahaha no worries
Whoa there, Sheena. I think you left the caps on! Wanna take a moment and fix that?
Actually, they went into spam...
and another silence as he gets almost the same message again. Only slower (like distinct one letter at a time slower) as she makes sure to type it correctly.]
There. It's fixed. Now do you want to tell me what exactly you meant by that?
[Aaaand she's relaxed into glaring because kiss Lloyd? How...absurd. (Good thing this conversation isn't in person, or he'd see a blush under that glare.)]
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text; week 6, day 3
MESSAGE: ... I apologise for my conduct last week.
That is all that I wanted to say. I understand if you cannot forgive me.
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Do you recall what transpired last week?
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Yeah...Not all of it, but most of it.
Wait. You're apologizing for that? Why? You did nothing to apologize for.
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[It's not something she really wants to think about, but she knows what could have happened.]
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[ While he understands that, it doesn't mean that he likes it. ]
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How could I be mad at you for that?
[She's actually asked herself how could she not be mad at him, and that's the reason she came up with. Although, she's mad at herself for putting him in that position to begin with.]
To be honest, you should be mad at me.
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