[ ... it's fine, she's just going to keep her hands over her eyes while occasionally and pretty damn piteously calling his name to see if he'll respond. ]
[ Well, the good news is he's moving again. The bad news is that Mary is so upset at her medusa powers activating without her say-so that by the time he takes a breath, she's well into hysterics.
It was probably "I'm so sorry" once upon a time. What it sounds like, though is a bit more-- ]
[ understandably. Mary can't really offer any sort of explanation, except a whole lot of sobbed-out apologies so maybe Roxas will figure out sooner or later.
What kind of girlfriend(????) is she, freezing her own boyfriend(?!?!!!!) like that?? ]
[the kind of girlfriend(????) who is in a situation she can't control.
but really, mary's so worked up that roxas isn't sure what to do. so rather than overthink it and land himself in a stranger situation and making things worse—roxas just goes with his heart on this one.
since it's something he can do.]
Mary... it's okay... [he doesn't want to see her cry this way, it makes him sad too. so instead, he just pulls her into a hug. will that calm her down a little and comfort her? he's not sure, but... it feels like the right thing to do, so he's just going to do that.]
[ It's not really okay. Half the reason Mary could accept being what she was had to be due to the fact that she could control her power. She didn't use it on anyone if it wasn't some sort of necessity (or if that person had teased her past the point of no return) but she'd sworn never to use it on someone who didn't deserve it. And Roxas... definitely hadn't.
Is her grasp on her power really that bad?
But before she can dwell on it, she's suddenly pulled in with a tiny, watery yelp, fingers flying from her eyes (thankfully firmly shut now) to try and grasp at his shoulders. Roxas' instinct is a good thing, though, because after a few minutes of semi-hysterical sobbing, Mary's breathing starts to gain a semblance of normalcy and she finally subsides into soft, hiccuping noises.
[it's okay to roxas, though. even if he's not really sure what happened when mary hasn't been coherent enough to explain, he can take a guess.
and he's not mad about it at all, because it was an accident. in the end, he's not hurt by it, so isn't it fine? what's more important is that mary stops crying. he really hates it when she cries, especially because he doesn't really know how to help. right now, he's just doing what he wants without thinking on it too terribly much.
so he'll remain just like this while she calms down and even into the hiccups. one of his hands runs a gentle, circular motion on mary's back, and he'll tell her what he thinks without ever letting go.]
See? We're fine. Don't... don't be too upset, Mary.
[ She can't forgive herself for this, even if she knows Roxas isn't mad. And obviously she can't bring herself to look at him, for multiple reasons, so she just keeps her face planted where it is and struggles to remember how to breathe normally. The contact does help, even if she thinks she doesn't deserve it. ]
[he'll even cover his eyes with his hands as he sits on the couch properly—with some honest no-peeking because he'd rather not get frozen like that again, especially if it's going to scare her to tears.]
[ It's for the best, honestly. Mary's entering nonetheless with the pillow clasped in front of her, peering around it to make sure he's not looking-- before she settles back on the couch and moves the pillow between them. ]
and yeah, this seems reasonable, if not a little weird. it kind of sucks that he can't look at her, but... as leas they're together, right? so roxas will just reach for her hand as he uses the the other to turn on the tv and open the ceresflix app.]
[ It's fine, they can look at each other all they want when this wears off-- but Mary's fingers instantly tighten around his hand. Yes, it's ridiculous, but at least he'll be safe this way. ]
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though not with words so much as a deep, surprised breath. what... the hell just happened.]
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It was probably "I'm so sorry" once upon a time. What it sounds like, though is a bit more-- ]
AAAHB SHO ZORRRRREEEEEEEEEEE--
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M-Mary? [what is she saying? what is he supposed to do!? he's seen her cry before, but never in hysterics and he is Alarmed.]
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What kind of girlfriend(????) is she, freezing her own boyfriend(?!?!!!!) like that?? ]
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but really, mary's so worked up that roxas isn't sure what to do. so rather than overthink it and land himself in a stranger situation and making things worse—roxas just goes with his heart on this one.
since it's something he can do.]
Mary... it's okay... [he doesn't want to see her cry this way, it makes him sad too. so instead, he just pulls her into a hug. will that calm her down a little and comfort her? he's not sure, but... it feels like the right thing to do, so he's just going to do that.]
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Is her grasp on her power really that bad?
But before she can dwell on it, she's suddenly pulled in with a tiny, watery yelp, fingers flying from her eyes (thankfully firmly shut now) to try and grasp at his shoulders. Roxas' instinct is a good thing, though, because after a few minutes of semi-hysterical sobbing, Mary's breathing starts to gain a semblance of normalcy and she finally subsides into soft, hiccuping noises.
Well, it's a start. ]
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and he's not mad about it at all, because it was an accident. in the end, he's not hurt by it, so isn't it fine? what's more important is that mary stops crying. he really hates it when she cries, especially because he doesn't really know how to help. right now, he's just doing what he wants without thinking on it too terribly much.
so he'll remain just like this while she calms down and even into the hiccups. one of his hands runs a gentle, circular motion on mary's back, and he'll tell her what he thinks without ever letting go.]
See? We're fine. Don't... don't be too upset, Mary.
[he's trying really hard here for her sake.]
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[ She can't forgive herself for this, even if she knows Roxas isn't mad. And obviously she can't bring herself to look at him, for multiple reasons, so she just keeps her face planted where it is and struggles to remember how to breathe normally. The contact does help, even if she thinks she doesn't deserve it. ]
T-this was my fault...
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[that's all he can ask, because.. well, honestly, roxas has no idea what else to say. he's not exactly equipped for this.]
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[ And maybe just kept her eyes shut the whole time. ]
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[as long as... well, she doesn't look at him again until things go back to normal, he guesses.]
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[ Just in case. Please just blindfold her. ]
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[so they're still close and can hold hands, but so that she doesn't accidentally look at him? he's just throwing ideas out there.]
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[ she's going to scamper off to nab a pillow so at least he'll be spared. ]
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[he'll even cover his eyes with his hands as he sits on the couch properly—with some honest no-peeking because he'd rather not get frozen like that again, especially if it's going to scare her to tears.]
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... Okay. You can look now.
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and yeah, this seems reasonable, if not a little weird. it kind of sucks that he can't look at her, but... as leas they're together, right? so roxas will just reach for her hand as he uses the the other to turn on the tv and open the ceresflix app.]
What should we watch?
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Mm... 303 Dobermans? Sootella?
[ ... such options. ]
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Peter Skillet? [yeah, roxas is squinting at this off-brand peter pan so hard. so hard.]
These movies has such weird names.
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[s q u i n t.]
Should we watch it and see?
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