022 ♍ video ♍ yes this is during school hours

[glowsferatu]

[ the scene opens on the desk in kanaya's room, with her sitting behind it. on top of it is a book turned upside down, the cover showing a large man caressing the leg of a woman mostly out of the frame. loose ends, by c.m. guarde, and kanaya seems to be already halfway through it. next to it is a water bottle half-full of a thick, red liquid.

the curtains are drawn, and the only light in the room seems to be coming from her. she has her chin propped up in her hand, and her eyes are heavily lidded, not as made-up as usual. she hasn't left her room all day except to buy this book. ]

It's funny, isn't it. The things one will do out of a hope for love. How much one will ignore, and agonize over, and consciously blind herself to. It comes to a point where you have to wonder whether Kristof is even worth the effort, but nonetheless, Nora makes no sign of relenting. She believes because she has to, and maybe if it should end in the worst possible manner, she will find a way through it still, to remain with the one she loves.

There's something beautiful in that. Tragic, perhaps, but still meaningful. And maybe it that which keeps drawing me back to the series. If Kristof could have someone to love him so much, could there be hope for the rest of us?

[ she turns the book back over, raising an eyebrow at the text. ] But it's still only fiction. That may ultimately be an unfair expectation of the world.

[ she slides over her bottle to take a quick sip from it. ]

Is anyone else reading these?

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[glowsferatu]

I want to see that the thoughts of another could in any way matter to you.

[centurybaby]

They matter. But that doesn't mean I'm gonna fucking change.

[glowsferatu]

You're not being asked to change, only to express something genuinely.

[centurybaby]

Express what? That I want to fucking see you?

[glowsferatu]

Yes! Exactly that.

[centurybaby]

Why? You fucking know that already.

[glowsferatu]

Maybe so, but I want you to make it worth it first.

[centurybaby]

What the fuck are you suddenly playing hard to get for?

[glowsferatu]

Because maybe I'm tired of your words and actions being so discordant on the matter.

[centurybaby]

[ there's a hard, defiant pause.

then finally: ]

I want you to come and see me.

[ a beat ]

Please.

[glowsferatu]

[ there's only silence for a few moments. it's not entirely clear whether she's surprised that jenny actually said pleased, is just considering her answer, or is deliberately holding the other girl in suspense. ]

I will. Tomorrow evening.

[centurybaby]

Fine.

[ a beat, then sarcastically: ]

You better bring me two cartons of smokes and a puppy dog for all my fucking trouble.

[glowsferatu]

As long as you aren't expecting the canine to be breathing.

[ she means a plush. possibly handsewn. ]

[centurybaby]

Gross.

[ she says it mildly though, because not a lot of things gross her out. even if she's definitely misinterpreting what kanaya said. ]

[glowsferatu]

It's not gross. But they're not likely to let you keep a real pet, this is simply the best approximation.

[centurybaby]

So, what. You're gonna bring me a toy? Something to keep me fucking warm at night?

[glowsferatu]

It will do the job, won't it? And be acceptable within the items allowable in your cell.

[centurybaby]

[ she scoffs. ]

You fucking love this.

[glowsferatu]

Not the incarceration, obviously.

[centurybaby]

[ somewhere between accusing and admiring: ]

Sadist.

[glowsferatu]

If you think that applies to me, I don't think you strictly understand what the word means!

But what do you know, we seem to have veered back on topic. [ because the book. ]

[centurybaby]

Right. The book. [ which, jenny only has a passing familiarity with, mostly because of this post. ] Love's fucking cruel and all.

[glowsferatu]

An accepted fact of life at this point. Or unlife, for that matter.

Though it's cruelty is made interesting in more particular ways when viewed through a sadomasochistic light.

[centurybaby]

That's fucking deep. [ dryly: ] I figured it was mostly literary porn.

[glowsferatu]

Well, not entirely, if you're referring to intellectual pornography. I've never taken much to stories I've heard described with that term.

[ mostly because she can't get over waiting for the author to quit jerking themselves off so the characters can start jerking each other off. ]