It happens to everyone - sometimes, you have nights where you just can't fall asleep, no matter what you do. It could be for a number of reasons, or no reason at all. And this is what's happened now: you've been laying in bed for what feels like hours, just tossing and turning, and nothing seems to help. So what's left to do? Get out of bed and go wake someone else up, of course. If you're not getting any sleep, then why should they?
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o p t i o n s 01 • FEAR. Maybe you're hearing strange, indeterminable noises; maybe there's a severe storm happening outside; maybe you watched a scary movie before bed? Whatever the reason, you're terrified and it's keeping you awake. You just want to wake someone else up so they can protect you from the monster in your closet.
02 • HUNGER. Your stomach is growling and it just won't stop. Or perhaps your throat is so dry you could cough up a tumbleweed? Well, you've gone to the kitchen to remedy this and hey, that was a pan that just dropped on the floor. It was loud enough to wake the dead! Oops.
03 • PAIN. Your body is completely worn out, be it from exercise, battle, sickness, or what have you. Either way you're in enough pain to keep you from sleeping, so maybe someone else has a home remedy or something, or can at least help you take your mind off of it.
04 • SOLITUDE. For some reason, your bed just feels so empty at the moment. You're feeling terribly lonely and really just want someone to keep you company for a while. Maybe it'd be easier to fall asleep if you're with them...
05 • DISCOMFORT. Your room is an oven. Either that or a freezer. Or maybe this bed is just really uncomfortable? Who knows why you can't get to sleep, it feels like it could be anything. Why even bother trying? Maybe someone else can preoccupy you until you feel tired enough to ignore your discomfort.
06 • PENSIVE. Something's on your mind, and no matter how hard you try to focus elsewhere, it's just not going to work. Your body may be tired, but your mind is incredibly busy and it's virtually impossible to get to sleep. Surely, talking it out with someone else will help?
07 • SADNESS. Something terrible has happened that day, perhaps; or you could just be severely depressed. Either way you're trying your hardest not to cry yourself to sleep, and it's not working at all. Better find a way to get it out of your system somehow; you need a shoulder to cry on.
08 • ANGER. You are just... fuming. Who knows why - that annoying dog is barking again, or maybe the people next door are getting busy and keeping you awake. Whatever the reason for your ire is, you'd better put an end to it so you can get some damn rest already! Go wake up a friend so you can complain to them.
09 • RESTLESS. You're far too energetic to sleep right now. Maybe you're just trying to do so out of necessity - you have to be up early tomorrow! But you just don't think you'll be able to fall asleep for a while now, so why waste the time trying to sleep when you could be doing something else? Namely bothering someone else - you're totally jealous because they're getting more sleep than you.
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[A moment of silence from him as he regards the flowers with her.]
But people are never that simple.
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No, they aren't. People... want what they want, I guess.
[Her arms fold against her midsection, one higher than the other.]
And they don't always care who they have to hurt to get it.
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Guy rests his hand on the top of his sword's hilt, a reassuring gesture he's adopted over the years. He does not ask. Instead, he vies for a different question.]
What do you want, Namine?
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[Her eyelids shutter in a short series of blinks, and the first time she opens her mouth to answer, there are words on her lips that she doesn't like. 'It doesn't matter what I want,' isn't much of an answer, is it? Even if it's the one she's always given to herself.]
[So she falters, hesitates, tries again. It's no less sincere for the time spent, and her voice when she answers is quiet.]
I want to live.
[That's what it really comes down to, isn't it?]
I want... to be free to do the things I never could before. I want to have friends, and a home, like--....
[She can't help chiding herself, even if she doesn't say so, for mentioning those things. Sure, it's an honest answer - but it's the kind of thing she's always had to remind herself not to cling to, and the feelings speaking of it dredges up are ones she's quick to force back under the metaphorical rug.]
... Like a real person.
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He turns his head to look at her, really look at her, and he speaks softly.]
You'll get them. We'll keep fighting for them. For all of you.
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I don't know if it'll ever be enough, or-- or if the cost to all of you would even be worth it in the end. But....
[Why is it so hard to hear things like that? Hope is such a painful thing for a person like her.]
I'm so, so grateful. I don't-- [She skates a hand briefly over her cheek despite there being tears to wipe away, nor any further inclination on her part to create any despite that brief moment.] I'm not sure I know the right words to say how much.
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[There were a lot of things wrong with this world, and it's difficult to imagine that the worlds beyond this one weren't any better. No matter where they were or what was changed, humans were still humans to the end. If he could, he would reach out to touch her shoulder. Instead, he offers a kind smile.
The nature of human beings can't be changed so easily. But he knows that, with enough effort, a place can be carved for people like Namine.]
So don't worry about it. It's the least we can do for you.
[He rests his hands on his hips.] You live the best you can. That's the best sort of thanks you can give us.
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[Again she has to cover a hint of something close to a laugh, and this time she is more successful. She considers him over her hand, the edges of a sincere but almost pained smile visible past her fingers.]
I'll do my best.
[What else can she do, after all, in the face of such kindness?]
You know-- it's strange. I'm not exactly used to people being--....
[Whatever it is she's not used to, she seems to think better of it and shakes her head once to clear it, hand that was already drifting downward dropping to clasp properly with her other one. Starting again,]
... You're a nice guy, Guy. I'm... glad that I got to meet you.