02; video

[observingfate]

This place is extremely dull, isn't it? Would anyone like to participate in a game with me to pass some time?

Since I don't know most of you, I figured an introduction type of game would be alright. A simple question game, maybe? We can take turns asking each other yes or no questions about each other and every time someone gets a yes for a reply, they get a point. First person to reach ten points wins.

[Huey is scratching the side of his face lightly, looking embarrassed by what he just said.]

As you can see, I'm not . . . the most creative with games. Books are really more my thing. If you have any other suggestions, please let me know.

(ooc: as a note, this is an ic info gathering post and if you comment, there's a chance he will start looking up old posts/comments that your character might have made in the past for future reference and not necessarily for gaming purposes! basically, STALKING WARNING)

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esp 1700s era, that's where elmer came from

[observingfate]

[Somehow after the moon mission, something had changed with Huey. Ah, he could try to deny it, but the match in his pocket said otherwise. A weapon that changed with its owner, right? Well, it wasn't a significant change but the small flame was now warmer.

It was also red now.

And it was enough to at least catch Huey's attention. He didn't dwell on it long, but it was something to remember. Another memory.

Huey didn't move whenever Monica dared to touch arms, but he also never returned the same. There was still something blocking him from getting closer. He already broke the promise to himself once. It was important not to do it again.]

exactly you can't trust anything elmer originated from

[maskmaker]

[Monica never looks at Huey when they're sitting next to each other. She looks at him less than she did before; as long as she knew where he was, her eyes were set on the area around them on the lookout for anything that may come to harm him. She knows it's unnecessary. He cannot die. (But if she didn't do this what excuse did she have for being near him?)

Her arm's still healing. She doesn't wear the bandages around it anymore but her sleeve is still torn and the stain never left it completely. She finds it kind of relieving to know that she could've died again on that mission; she hated the feeling of wavering on whether she would throw herself away for him.]

absolutely not

[observingfate]

[It's funny though, some of these questions, right? Are you looking at those? Do you have a family? Was your behaviour as a child something that a parent would consider desirable? Are you a student? Questions that seem rather harmless but only a select few would understand what these questions meant for Huey.

Still, his expression didn't change. He replied to them all without flinching. Elmer would probably have made a comment though, something along the lines of how fake the smile looked, but perhaps that's a natural state for Huey anyway.]

[maskmaker]

[Monica doesn't comment on them. She listens to Huey's responses, follows his typed responses, and she watches Huey's smile wondering if she would ever be able to tell which ones are real, and which ones are faked. If she didn't know that all of them are probably fake, would she be able to tell?

How jealous she is, of Elmer. How silly she knows it is, but Elmer would not care, and Huey will not either. Especially now. And it didn't matter. She could be whatever she wanted to be, when Huey didn't need her. As long as she didn't think Huey needed her -- which was almost all the time, anyway. And she wants to stay Monica Campanella, if it would keep her by his side.

At one point she slides her hand across the seat to grasp the end of his shirt, gently. If he pulled away she wouldn't hold him down, but her grasp isn't necessarily weak. She's a little relieved how natural that felt.]

[observingfate]

[If this was when they first met, he would have brushed her aside without feeling any sort of remorse. But it seems Huey had decided that what she was doing was fine. That, or he had chosen to ignore her completely once more. It wasn't an impossible theory, but again, he had been leaving certain considerations. A little bit of extra space. A half step slower than his normal pace. Whatever Huey had been thinking continued to be a mystery.

Maybe even to himself.

And that could be the reason why Huey did not pull away.]

[maskmaker]

[That brings all the joy in the world to her that she could feel right now. The considerations of course did not go unnoticed by her, and she always took the space he left her, quickened her pace so he did not have to walk too slowly for her. Held his shirt a little more tightly when she noticed that he did not try to pull away from her. But this is already more than she should have ever asked for, and she bites her lip so she doesn't ask for more. Huey needn't do more for her than he already has.

She wants him to say her name, but asking him to speak to her was out of the question. So she ducks her head and smiles to herself, eyes on the hand in her lap, and says his name quietly under her breath. If he hears her but doesn't want to, he would ignore her, she knows.]