week 7, tuesday

[socloverit]

[iiiiit's Tuesday. Clover has surmounted Monday and gotten some actual sleep and isn't covered in alien blood anymore and..."functional" is definitely not the word we'd ever use to describe her so "more functional" isn't a comparison we're going to use, either, but the point is she actually, on more than one occasion, darts out of all the hiding places she's eking out up and down the ship and risks the prospect of people trying to interact with her, because she's on a mission.

And so she's poking her head out from around the corner of an empty hallway when she notices Judar passing by, because he is the one person she actually wants to talk to, what the fuck.]

Hey, Judar?

[this is the first time this weekend i've used an icon that isn't one of like five sad or anxious ones or the screaming one which is a miracle in and of itself]

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[socloverit]

[It's a stupid question, and if anyone else had asked it she might get mad if she even had the energy in her for it—but it's a sincere question from someone who gets it, and he'd deserve an answer if she had one to give him.]

I don't know. [Of course she doesn't, not without any idea what being here is even supposed to lead to. There's nothing waiting for her at home, either; she's nothing to the SOIS, or even to Alice, she's sure, as only one half of an esper pair. There's nothing waiting for her anymore. She has nothing to go back to.

She sniffs, folds her arms, and looks away from him.] First I survive this. He'd want that. [She's quiet, the threat of tears straining against her voice.] But I—I don't know.

[douchemag]

[It's the answer he was more or less expecting. He doesn't know what to do with the tears, so he ignores them. Instead, he'll actually land on the ground next to her, his feet touching the floor for once so they're on a level eye line.]

Look, I know you don't want any advice right now - but honestly? As far as I see it, just surviving's not good enough.

[His eyes flicker to hers, his expression taking on that unusually serious cast again.] You killed the one who took out your brother, but there's more of those demon shitheads out there. And more than that - none of us would even be here, none of this would have even happened, if it wasn't for Alice and whoever's pulling her strings.

You really gonna be satisfied with just living through this? With just accepting whatever plan she has for you?