005 - Video (Accidentally not private to Gamzee)

[samantha_grey]

[It's about two hours after Samantha met Gamzee for the first time. She's got a splitting headache and a nasty snarl on her face as she's holding an ice pack to her head. Her original intent in setting this post up is to make this a private post to the troll, but either because of that splitting headache, the fact that she's not 100% sure which is his account or just being in an angry rush, she's not getting the privacy thing quite right. So everyone gets to hear her cuss that looks at the video.]

Hey! Gamzee!

Round one, you dumbass, troglodyte clown. You win round one. The next time you try to wang me over the head, you bloody well swing better than a gimp chimpanzee or you're going to regret it. You hear me, motherfucker? I'm going to find you one of these days and re-arrange that ugly little face of yours until you can't recognize it in a mirror.

Comments

[samantha_grey]

I suppose some things should be taken away, just to protect yourself. But, really, you don't want to lose all of it. You'll end up jaded and bitter, and that's no way to ever be happy, trust me.

[seventeenpills]

I actually was relatively jaded and bitter for a while, so, I know what you mean. Well, as bitter as I get, which compared to some isn't so much, but you get the idea. I was able to move past it, though. Luckily!

[samantha_grey]

Yeah, somehow you never struck me as the bitter type, even when you were pissed off. [She smirked at that thought a little.] You're usually pretty mature when we talk, along with a touch stubborn about helping people you probably shouldn't be helping.

[seventeenpills]

Well, thanks. I appreciate hearing that. The mature part, at least - And I know I can be stubborn about a few things. Not too often, but I have my moments.

[He drained the last of his coffee and set the cup down.]

[samantha_grey]

You do at that.

[She set her mug down. It was still half-full, but she didn't look like she planned to polish it off. Glancing around uncomfortably, she checked her bracelet to see the time and sighed.]

I'm not asking you to walk home alone tonight. We're next door, district-wise, but it's still close to midnight. Do you have enough meds for the morning and want to crash on the couch?

[seventeenpills]

Oh! Oh, no, that's fine - It's really nice of you to offer and everything, but I really couldn't impose.

[He ducked his head in a grateful bow. He might have thought twice about it if it weren't for the fact that she was obviously less than thrilled to be asking.]

It's really only a short walk, and there are people who would wonder where I was if I wasn't up and about early in Sigyn.

[samantha_grey]

Ok, but I'm walking you back. I don't care if you say it's a short way, but I'm not letting you walk home alone.

[She started to get to her feet and popped her neck. There was still some serious soreness, but she'd be ok.]

Besides, you healed me. Least I could do.

[seventeenpills]

Alright - that's an OK compromise. Even if that means YOU'LL be walking back alone too, you know.

[He gave a small, resigned chuckle.]

But seriously, any time you need it, I'm more than happy to use my healing for you. You don't even have to give me coffee, let alone walk me places.

[samantha_grey]

[She offered him a dark chuckle and extended her claws, shaking her head.]

Trust me. I can take care of myself. But I'll remember that. I don't necessarily like people doting on me too much, but still... thanks.

[seventeenpills]

Hey, I know how that goes. The last thing I want is people doting on me, either. But I don't really consider this doting - It's just an offer. You either take me up on it or you don't - that's your call. Though, if I actually SEE you hurt, I'll probably offer at least one additional time. It's... a reflex? I guess?

[samantha_grey]

That'll work. I can deal with it. Come on. Let's get out of here. Any later, and we'll end up way too late getting you back, now won't we?

[seventeenpills]

Alright - sounds good.

[He stood up and stretched, turning his head away to stifle a small yawn. She was right - it WAS pretty late. Tomorrow's morning run might be a short one. He made a move for the door, though, she'd have to be the one to take care of any locks. He didn't want to interfere with any of that.]

Shall we call it here?

[samantha_grey]

[Quite the process. But, after the fifth or so lock was taken care of, she opened it for him and locked it up behind them, leaving them to the last of the day's travel.]

Sounds good!

[seventeenpills]

[And Hisao stepped through onto the doorstep and out onto the path home.]