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 Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2015 11:06 pm
He considered this briefly. "I definitely would much rather be here than where I came from," said Chance, leaning forward and resting an arm on the table, chin in hand. "It couldn't be considered home, where I once was. This is...well, as close to a home, I suppose, I'd like it to be."
His dark eyes flickered towards her. "Admittedly, I'm still learning how to actually be a proper friend," said Chance, a little dryly. "It took me quite a bit of time to figure out that I even had them in the first place, I never considered myself able. And yet, here I am with several of them, as well as a boyfriend."
He smiled a little. "I'd like to consider us friends - and believe me, I am extraordinarily low maintenance. I've never been one for drama, or at least, not being in the middle of it."
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2015 11:47 pm
"Yeah, m-me too. I f-feel bad that I left my-" A pause, a correction. She could be honest, here. Chance would understand. "I f-feel bad that I d-don't feel bad that I left. L-like, I know they're g-grieving, but I don't have t-to see it or f-face it, so it's not really....real, I g-guess." Felicia's face grew pinched. "M-mostly? I f-feel bad that Dwight's g-gonna have to lie at family reunions." She folded her legs up to perch on the edge of the chair, humming a little. "I don't t-think we were, b-before. Not that it was anything against you. C-can we really b-be friends if I d-don't really have any v-vested interest your well-being b-beyond a passing one? Is that...okay?" Felicia looked curious more than anything. "B-but we can be, if you w-want. I guess I'm equally l-low maintenance. Like a p-pair of stray cats, huh?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 16, 2015 11:07 am
Chance's fingers smoothed idly along his temple. "You are where you are now," he said. "I suppose it's different for me, because I left no one behind except my mother, and I left her behind a long time ago. But you like it here, don't you? It feels comfortable here, and they have their life and you have yours now."
He understood Felicia's sentiment. "It's one of those things that depends on one's definition of friendship, I think," said Chance musingly. "I don't think all friendships, or relationships in general, really, have to be all about staying together all the time."
A hum escaped him. "Otto and I don't spend every second of every day together, we have our own places and our own space, and I know he'll come to me if he needs me and vice versa. It's the same with my other friendships - well, not the same," Chance amended, with amusement in his eyes. "Maybe I'm just strange, but I don't think I need to have someone consistently there to be friends with them."
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Posted: Wed Jul 22, 2015 8:39 pm
"Yeah. I c-came for one thing, and it's b-because runic tech has the c-capacity to change the world we inhabit in ways the outside w-world just hasn't cottoned on to, yet. Technology and advancement are everything: n-nothing else is as important t-to me." She listened attentively to Chance's breakdown of what a friendship could be. "Yeah, I know. I'm n-not talking like, not seeing each other every day. Or even every week. B-but when you go months in b-between, I just didn't know if that w-was the same, I guess." Either way, though, Felicia agreed with the sentiment. "I'm me, and p-people in my life cross paths with me, but for the m-most part we're planets on our own orbits."
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