Jul. 1st, 2018

fragileprophet: (pic#)
[Well, at least Ion is roughly taking his own advice. He hasn't stopped breathing, yet. But it feels like everything else in the world has stopped. Once the execution dispersed and Ion had nobody else left to comfort, the energy drained out of him like a faucet left abandoned. He probably would have collapsed right in the foyer, but willpower alone kept his feet moving. The wise choice might have been to head back to his room, but after the weekend, after what just happened, he needs a break from babysitting Natsuo. It's not that it bothers him to do it, but he knows he won't be any comfort to anyone for awhile.

Ion ends up in the music room. Usually, he takes a seat at the full-scale harp, but instead he finds himself cradling a handheld-sized version in his lap, huddled against corner in the back. He's not even making music, just softly plucking the same sad cord as he stares off into nothing, head lulled against the cool stone.]
fragileprophet: (A guilty conscience)
[Ion is absolutely sure he has nothing he can say that is going to make Souji feel better. But, well, he really likes Souji. He can't not check up on him. Especially now that he's partnered with his other self. Everything feels...odd. Different. It takes him a little while as he collects himself, knowing that Souji probably needs his own space, before he goes and finds him.]

I wanted to know if there was anything I could get you.
fragileprophet: (w-wait a minute...!)
[I hope you're ready for even more company, Steph! At least this one isn't gonna yell at you like Hikage probably has been. When Ion arrives at Seph's door, his cheeks are flushed, expression knit tight with worry. He had to take a step back and play the role of moral support during the executions but...I mean, she's gotta know he wanted to jump in. Would have, if he didn't know just how she felt about it.]

How are you feeling? Does it still hurt?
fragileprophet: (well this looks bad)
[Even after he finds Waver, there's a hesitation. Ion knows he probably wants or needs some space. And, honestly, he's not very good for conversation, himself, but...he just wants to say it.]

Thank you.
fragileprophet: (Are you quite sure?)
[Let's be real they're probably both exhausted, but Ion knows his Original has to be having a worse time right now, between last week and this week...and he's just happy that he's still alive. Ultimately, he doesn't know if keeping him company helps or harms, but...it feels wrong to leave him alone, to not express that he's here and he's thinking of him. Maybe it stems from his own feelings. But if he hates being alone, it has to be somewhat similar for him, too.

So, with a measure of caution, he approaches.]


May I sit with you?

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