Night 37: M11-20 Hallway

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[From here, roundabouts M16]

Celes tapped her foot and as she tried for the life of her to remember just where the Gambler resided. Hellfire, she should have gotten a straight answer from him. But then, it would have meant she'd also asked. Celes sighed and shook her hair from her eyes, adjusting her hair clasp. She walked for a bit, up and down the halls, listening for voices that were familiar. When the first hallway bore no fruit, Celes turned to the next one.

Halfway down, she heard the familiar accent of Luxord's voice through the door. There was still plenty of time to meet her subordinate, she'd been quick tonight. Celes rapped on the door three times and waited. "Master Luxord? Are you within?"

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Re: M15

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Takaya sighed and nodded. "Yeah, yeah. I'm fine." He settled with his back against the wall again and considered Frey.

"Are you okay?" They'd been talking about some pretty heavy stuff before the bastard had shown up.

Re: M15

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Frey nodded, though his expression turned a touch sad. "I think so. I will be, in any case." He'd been through loss before, and much worse than this. And each time he'd thought he'd been left alone, abandoned, he'd managed to come through. He'd come through this, too.

Re: M15

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Takaya frowned, uncertain and hesitant. He wasn't any good at this kind of thing.

"Sorry," he finally managed. "For, you know, your loss and stuff." The wording had gotten mangled between his brain and mouth, but Takaya was sincere.

Re: M15

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"I'll be okay, I'm sure of it. No sense moping about it, anyway." Frey was determined not to cause Takaya any more worry--the other boy had enough to deal with as it was, and the Star Dragon Sword's departure was really a small matter, compared to Takaya's problems, wasn't it?

Re: M15

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Takaya shrugged, feeling slightly uncomfortable with the emotional display.

"Yeah, well... If you want to, uh, talk, I guess. Or whatever. I'm here." God, he sounded stupid. "Or not. Fuck it."

Re: M15

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"Thank you. For offering." Frey was quite touched by the offer, knowing how uncomfortable Takaya was with this sort of thing. He had no intention of straining their friendship by crying all over Takaya, but the offer itself was a precious thing.

Re: M15

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Takaya shrugged again, looking towards the door and then back to his uneaten food, unsure about what to say or do.

Give him something to hit, to fight, to argue about, but this? The 'sharing' shit? Fuck that.

Re: M15

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It was testament to how unsettled Frey was that he was only now noticing that Takaya had, once again, not eaten any of his dinner. "Takaya... you need to eat. You shouldn't still be feeling the effects of those drugs from before." So tonight he had no excuse for not eating.