[ it is not exaggeration to say that ugetsu would rather do almost anything - including perhaps expire, vaguely, - than go to the hospital. now that he thinks of it, he doesn't even feel his words were as strongly barbed as they could have been. he's definitely been meaner to akihiko. that thought draws the corners of his mouth up in a smile that's somehow both gentle and disconnected, neither of which matters. ]
I'm better off here, with you and Viola.
[ plain as day, he could have written it in the air: I don't want to go and so I'm not going to. it's a difficulty to center his vision on mars; things around him move almost like visible ripples in the air, so he closes his eyes, still smiling innocuous as can be. ]
And it didn't feel that bad, but I probably stained his coffee table.
[ sighing once, he considers what else he could say but each intention sort of slips out of his mind as soon as it arrives. in his head there's always just the ghost of a concerto's aftermath and arguments he's had and arguments he hasn't had. in his head there are useless things taking up valuable space - sentimental facts about a too sentimental time. in his head there is a person named mars and a kitten named viola and the space they take up is perfect.
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I'm better off here, with you and Viola.
[ plain as day, he could have written it in the air: I don't want to go and so I'm not going to. it's a difficulty to center his vision on mars; things around him move almost like visible ripples in the air, so he closes his eyes, still smiling innocuous as can be. ]
And it didn't feel that bad, but I probably stained his coffee table.
[ sighing once, he considers what else he could say but each intention sort of slips out of his mind as soon as it arrives. in his head there's always just the ghost of a concerto's aftermath and arguments he's had and arguments he hasn't had. in his head there are useless things taking up valuable space - sentimental facts about a too sentimental time. in his head there is a person named mars and a kitten named viola and the space they take up is perfect.
he opens his eyes, half-mast. ]