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 Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2012 12:09 am
Gah. Frick. Dammit. Lex stumbled for words inside his head, mentally slapping himself in the face. Wrong question, bad timing. Idiot. Idiot, idiot, idiot. What ever happened to the smooth Vegas boy? Did the charade just crumple when the target didn't cling to him, latch onto his arm, and leave the next morning?
Seemed like it. "Ami, wait. I didn't mean-" Didn't mean it that way? That line never worked. "I'm grateful for the books, and the help, and the cookies, and you just being here." He said, tone a little fast and slightly ashamed. He hated making mistakes, almost as much as he hated Bud Light. And that was a lot of hate. "I'm sorry I made it sound like I'm not glad for your help."
Wait...did she call him a thing?
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Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2012 12:06 pm
Ami looked down, Lex's apologies only making it worse on her self-esteem. Now this entire situation made her feel bad, and Lex was feeling bad, and it was one big mess.
Did he just say "her just being here"?
Ami looked over at Lex and a smile cracked on her face. "Ahh, we're a comedic duo, aren't we?" A nearly always-hidden relaxation came over her. Somehow, talking to Lex just seemed ... easier that other people.
An awkward moment of silence passed. Finally her lips opened and she asked in a very quiet voice, "Have you ever had someone close to you die?" She was just a cheery ball of sunshine today, wasn't she.
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Posted: Mon Oct 29, 2012 10:15 pm
Lex gave Ami an odd smile, shaking his head. Comedic duo? More like dramatic. He had to wonder, though, if people could see them, would they laugh? Cry? Scream at them? All of the above? They'd have made great characters on Seinfeld - then again, how did you screw up a show about nothing?
"No, not yet. Haven't heard from my dad since he left, though I figure he's still alive out there. We'd have been told that he'd died." Lex smile dropped to a straight face at that point, eyes and voice going shallow. He wanted to think of his dad more, wallow in the memories of his loving father - but this wasn't a conversation about him. Ami was visiting; it was about her.
"One of the ones we killed...were they special to you?"
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Posted: Mon Oct 29, 2012 11:50 pm
Ami honestly zoned him out for a second. A mere second of her relapsed into not caring about him, or his father. She didn't know this person, she didn't care.
A stabbing guilt nudged at her. Marcus listened to her by choice, Junpei by force. Wilson did- heck, even Sasha, at the time a complete stranger, listened to her nightmare. Maybe it was time to listen for a change? Really listen, not pretend to and then give a vague answer. She only caught the second half of the answer, hearing that his father had disappeared and Lex still believed he was alive.
The pessimist in her almost immediately responded that if a person was missing for more than a week they were usually considered dead. It was fact. Objective.
But Lex's smarmy smile disappeared from his normally relaxed face and Ami was caught so off guard that all she could do was fumble out a makeshift apology. "I'm sorry. I hope they find him." It was nothing like the encouragement should have been. It came out weak, and unconvincing. It felt like a shot in the dark. Yet at the same time, Ami was making the shot in the first place.
The smile was back leaving Ami more perplexed about Lex's character than before. A cloud seemed to come over her as she said, "No, we didn't kill him. He didn't even get a chance to be saved." She felt so stupid. She should have done something more than just protect his statue like a kicked dog protected their pride. She should have looked for some cure, not watched him crumble away into nothingness in front of her. "I can't say he was special. Rather, I think special has to be reciprocated, and he certainly only felt such an admiration for Cass." She picked at the edge of her skirt lightly. "She must be in shambles right now."
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Posted: Wed Oct 31, 2012 10:37 pm
He muttered a small thanks, clearly intent on not dragging the subject up again. He wasn't supposed to have problems - he was the chill one, the relaxed playboy who got what he wanted and put everyone at ease. His only problems were that he was too damned attractive and there would never be enough women in the world to satisfy.
Who was he even fooling? Everyone, obviously. Everyone but himself.
Okay that's enough emoing Alexei, pay attention to the pretty girl. He thought to himself, zoning back in from his inner dialogue.
Ah, Marcus. Lex frowned at the though, ruffling his own hair in slight frustration. "Ah, yeah. He seemed like a great guy." A look at the ground, to where Regal was stashed under his bed. "He's the one who woke me up; explained everything that needed explaining. Sorry to hear you lost him."
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Posted: Wed Oct 31, 2012 10:48 pm
The way he ruffled his hair was actually somewhat attractive.
Not that Ami was looking at it.
"Yeah, he was like that. Always trying to help," she said, emitting a tiny chuckle even. He was the ideal Moon, really.
A blustery sigh as she reminded herself that "Marcus" was no more. "I guess he was ... the closest thing I had to a good friend? Ahhh, I feel like that insults others, but I don't think anything else would suit him." How did she explain that friends didn't exist for her? It wasn't their fault, not at all. Ami had a social disconnect. People weren't friends, they were just ... people, and she couldn't equate them as anything more. Mostly because there would always come the day when they weren't friends anymore. They betrayed, they cut, they changed.
They died.
"He's not the first," she declared, standing up and brushing herself off. She'd stayed here far longer than she'd intended. Too long for a stranger. This conversation was touching her personal bubble, and she didn't like it. Maybe she was trying to open up, but it didn't happen in a day, and Lex was given more than she'd intended, which wasn't fair at all. "And he won't be the last." A subtle reminder to herself to stop by Tori's before returning to her room. Tori was the only person she knew with alcohol she could trust not to tell. Was that friendship then? "Read the books."
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Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2012 11:01 pm
Lex gave Ami a sad smile, fully unaware of what if felt like to have a friend die. Marcus was a face, someone who had been nice to him, and more than likely because he was required to treat the sleeping beauties delicately.He would be missed by a lot, but not him - which was pretty bad when he thought about it, but probably a good mindset to hold in a place filled with death.
"Thanks again for the books; I'll make sure that not a single page is torn, or the covers scratched." A small amount of sing song sarcasm dotted his voice as he stood and opened the door for her. "See you later, miss."
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