[WEEK 5, SATURDAY POST-TRIAL: Akira]

[spinatalltale]

[it's late. extremely late, well after Magilou has spoken to Lief and Lucina-- the only other two people on the island she wanted to see. honesty, some part of her debates just locking herself up in her hut for the night and not even bothering with Akira. . . she can still feel the frustration bubbling in her stomach, can still feel the way that fear freezes her heart in her chest and makes her want to throw herself into the ocean and never resurface. these emotions are so unfamiliar, and she still isn't quite sure how to deal with them beyond running]

[. . . but maybe, some distant part of her knows better. she hasn't run yet. she can't run now]

[she walks, hands linked behind her back, expression blank, down the dark beach towards where he stands. she sidles up next to him-- her approach isn't exactly quiet-- but otherwise. . . she says nothing, nor does she reach for him. not yet]

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[spinatalltale]

[. . . ah]

[draws her thumb across his cheekbones underneath the mask, just. tracing and memorizing the lines of his face while she still can]

Are you sure? I'm pretty fickle. And a troublemaker, remember? Who knows what kind of danger I could get myself into before Vriska dies.

[she did, uh. vote for herself, after all]

[jokered]

[yeah, he hasn't forgotten.]

I know. You're the only idiot that would vote for yourself and get a final punishment from them. [well. he had to scold her a little eventually, right?]

You should have just voted for me last night.

[spinatalltale]

[she probably should have, but. . .]

Didn't feel like it

[he scolds her, and she brushes it off like it's no big deal]

[jokered]

[he sighs a bit.]

Was it really worth that much to you?

[spinatalltale]

Doing what I want to do is always worth that much.

[c:]

[. . . even if it worries people, she guesses! he isn't the only one with a bit of recklessness to him, here]

[jokered]

[he cups her cheek gently, looking at her for a moment before closing his eyes.]

Thank you. [very harsh scolding!!] For standing by me anyway.

[spinatalltale]

[very harsh, many sharp words, he's going to make her cry]

[leans forward and presses their foreheads together, nose brushing against his]

Selfish witch, remember?

[god does he even believe her when she says that anymore]

I will always do what I most feel like doing, regardless of what anyone else thinks.

[jokered]

[he doesn't believe her, which is why he kisses her again—a silent acknowledgement of the fact that he knows she's full of shit.]

A selfish witch and a selfish trickster, like two peas in a selfish pod.

[it's bullshit and they both know it.]

[spinatalltale]

[she makes a small, amused noise against his mouth before drawing back from the kiss, brows quirked and mouth tugged in a grin]

It's a cozy pod. Kind of warm and snug? Although admittedly, I usually like to have one entirely to myself.

[jokered]

I guess that's why peas stay together. They figure out it's warmer and more snug with company.

[because he's not letting go of her until they really have to get ready to leave, no matter how quickly that time may be approaching.]

[spinatalltale]

I'm not sure now is the time for us to be discussing the potential sentience of peas.

[she flops against his side again, this time burying her nose against his neck]

. . . I'll use it, though. [ah] The knife I gave you. If you want me to.

[jokered]

[look, sometimes you have to discuss the potential sentience of peas?]

That's all I can really ask. That and... to hold onto the mask for me.

[oh.] It probably won't mean much when everything will end a few minutes later, but... that's what I want.

[spinatalltale]

[oh. . .]

. . . you're way too sentimental sometimes.

[she huffs, but she's only complaining to be a brat. as she does]

[jokered]

Yeah. Maybe I am, or maybe the situation just made me this way.

[he doesn't really think he was ever the overly sentimental type before. but shit happens? shit happens.]

[spinatalltale]

[she isn't very sentimental at all, so perhaps she finds it weird while he finds it normal, but also?]

[shit happens]

. . . it's not so bad. I suppose.

[jokered]

That's good, because you'll have to deal with it a bit longer.

[and then she can mcstab him.]