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 Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2015 5:31 pm
"Yo don't seem the type to judge too hard at all, no. Definitely don't see you hurtin' people out of spite." Which was the worst. Hurting someone's feelings just because someone felt like they were wrong. Punished for being different. "Pleasantly faster." He nodded. He definitely wanted to hang out with this guy again. He enjoyed having deep discussions that required thought and voicing opinions. Idle chit chat about weather or food was just not entertaining enough for him. Being open with someone was not as bad as he always thought. Even with someone he didn't know, it was a great way to learn about them and interact. Maybe he ought not to be so private all the time. "Good all nighter. I'd do it again."
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2015 5:40 pm
He smiled. "I try not to, at least," said Chance mildly. "I find it much more productive and self-satisfying being honest without being a d**k about it, or trying to force my ideals onto someone else."
The sun was just barely beginning to peek out now, the sky a mottled dark blue that mingled with the barest hints of orange and pink and purple; it streaked over the grass, and Chance pushed himself up to his knees, reaching out to the telescope.
"I'm glad to hear," he said, and began to take apart the instrument, carefully removing the barrel and setting it on the blanket so that he could disassemble the stand first. "I think you're pretty cool, and hopefully I didn't freak you out too much with my own ideals and lifestyle."
Chance tossed Otto a smile over his shoulder, folding up the legs of the telescope stand.
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2015 5:47 pm
Otto smiled, shaking his head. "Nothin' too shocking. It's.. familiar, in some respects. I kinda envy you, really." He rubbed his head and looked at the sky again; finding it easier to talk while nervous if he could avoid the eyes of another. Not always, but sometimes. "I been hidin' who I am. So much, I didn't even know myself as well as I thought. Pushed it down all this time. That's why I..." The game they'd played, helping Otto remember who he was.. "It's why I couldn't rightly describe myself for a while. Cause I didn't trust myself." He watched Chance put his telescope away piece by piece, the same way Otto knew how to take apart or adjust his drum set by memory. By heart. "Maybe sometime soon I can be more open about it."
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2015 5:53 pm
His hands stilled in the process of putting the now folded up stand into the duffel bag that Chance had originally carried the telescope in. "Envy?" he repeated, looking at Otto in surprise and slight confusion. "Me?"
It was the first time anyone had said something like that to him; he sat back on his legs and tried to decipher the meaning of it, blinking slowly as the pieces began to fall into place. After a moment, the expression of surprise shifted into one of understanding, and Chance relaxed, a gentle smile on his face.
"Hiding parts of yourself because you think they're not worthwhile or they're 'wrong,' or because you can't trust yourself is never easy," he said, now reaching for the barrel and tucking it in beside the stand. "But I think it would be nice if you could be more open about it."
His fingers reached for the zipper and he tugged at it, zipping up the bag with ease. "Maybe one day, when you figure the things out that you want to, you could let me know who Otto Graves is for real," said Chance, and smiled. "I'd love to meet him."
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2015 5:56 pm
Otto gave a nod. "I'll let'im know you wanna meet him." He said with mirth. He'd found himself again, but only half so far. There was still the other half he didn't know yet. "Till then yer stuck with this one." He smirked smugly.
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2015 6:00 pm
Chance just laughed, eyes glinting with amusement.
"Glad to be stuck with this one for now, then," he said, returning the smirk with one of his own. "I think this one isn't half so bad, from what I've seen of him."
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2015 6:02 pm
Otto shrugged. "You only known me for a few hours. You'll rethink it soon enough." Because Otto did enjoy being a pain in the a**, when given the opportunity.
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2015 6:04 pm
"Too late," was Chance's answer. "I'll only rethink it if you turn out to be some psycho killer, which I'm relatively certain you aren't."
A pause.
"Unless you're just really good at acting."
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2015 6:05 pm
"We been through this, man. I cant play a role to save my life."
He grinned cheekily.
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2015 6:07 pm
Chance's laughter could be heard echoing across the empty field.
"Touche, Otto, touche."
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