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Riina sat on the couch with her newly found chai. "Which -him-?" she asked amiably.
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Jussi's eyes fell, and he curled slightly. "Him." His voice softened. "My Takeda." |
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Riina knelt down behind him. She held her chai in one hand and put the other on his shoulder "Sweetheart.." she started sadly, unsure how to finish. He'd been looking for a figment for so long, and every time he thought he had him... "He's got to be out there somewhere," she said, looking out past the window.
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"I'll know him when I see him." Jussi informed her quietly, then continued to wonder aloud. "I wonder if he'll know me.." |
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"He might, but I don't think I'd count on it. It's been a while..." Riina said. "And if he doesn't immediately, he will eventually."
OOC: Krys should be here soon, so I'm gonna sign off. Talk to you later heart |
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Jussi silently stood up and turned away, his body slightly curled over and his hands in his pockets. His black hair was shaggy now, and he let out a sigh before quietly walking away, turning off the lights as he did. The bar was empty now, and the only noise were the quiet footsteps of Jussi ascending the stairs. |
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Riina yawned and stretched her arms, walking down to the near-pitch-black bar. She didn't bother to turn the lights on as she sleepily perched on the couch in the scenic room, looking out the window as if to find some random phantom. She checked her phone, 4:36 in the morning and she had one new voicemail. Flinging her phone to the other side of the couch, she decided to check her voicemail after the sun came up.
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Riina sighed, giving up on the empty room and taking the lift to the sixth floor. Entering her room, she opened her large, screenless window and sat on the edge, more out than in. Looking out over the nighttime cityscape, she clutched her steaming chai in her hands. "It's so beautiful at night. So gorgeous when all you can see is the sparkling of lights and not the small infectious sacs of waste that populate it," she said to no one. Riina finished the last of the chai from her crystal mug, one of her more favourite drinking vessels. She held her arm out straight in front of her and dropped the mug, listening intently for the minute crash inevitable to follow.
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Jussi sat alone in his room, not moving, and enjoying the silent darkness, when he suddenly looked towards the window. He suddenly ran over and caught something mid-air; something he didn't even know was falling. A mug? Odd. He put it on his coffee table and thought nothing of it. After a few minutes of sitting around and thinking, he filled the mug up with water and started playing with it; working the water into intangible ice art. |
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Riina blinked slowly, confused at not hearing the crash but shrugging it off. She sighed, pulling herself back inside her room and walking downstairs to the bar to get a shotglass and whatever happened to be in the nearest bottle.
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Jussi sat back, staring at his ceiling in the dark. The lights were off, the curtains closed, and with the way he was feeling it was hard to tell if he was alive or dead.
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