[off to the sleeping bay! white unlocks the door to his and ming yi's room, and climbs up to the loft. literally. he doesn't use the stairs. hurray for having agility back! but he grabs the blankets, before jumping back down.]
[THE STAIRS WERE RIGHT THERE but he's just grinning before headed to the simulation room. THIS IS WHY WHITE GETS BULLIED IF EVEN MINEO CAN'T RESIST SOME TEASING]
I don't think you've experienced the true majesty of a prime nap location, White-kun. Nothing can compare! Let me show you...!!
[and he'll SLAM HIS HAND ON THE PANEL!!!!
it
it brings them to a beautiful hill in a park? there are a few other people around, scattered, but they're more toward the bottom of the hill - just far enough to be background noise. at their feet there's a picnic blanket that's large enough for two. right behind them is the trunk of a tree and up, up, up, and over the branches spill out to provide shade and the gentle fall of cherry blossoms. no, i'm not doing this just to fuck with you there's a reason. but the little splashes of pink litter around the area. it's a warm day with the slightest breeze.
well, here's the thing. in some ways, for all of his 100+ years, white has lived a sheltered life. for most of his childhood, he saw little of the light—even before he was permanently deprived of it by becoming a deman.
and the demans, despite their arrogance, missed the sun so much that they created a false sky just to experience it again. it took lessa's gift of his one day under true daylight for white to realize even that wasn't comparable.
even so, artificial or not, here he's recreated some of the scenery he never got to experience in life, but remained bound by the limits of his own knowledge and imagination. seeing this is... actually kind of overwhelming—a reminder of the world that he was never able to live in—and it's making him a bit emotional.
and, well, white is terrible at hiding his emotions! as he just. kind of stares at everything.]
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week 2, tuesday.
flops on the nearest surface that makes for decent flopping. comfort debatable.]
Mineo, I am so fucking tired.
[so many... memories... whether others or reliving his own!! ugh!!!]
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mineo is just gonna reach out and pat white's head gently.]
Mood.
Wanna go to the simulation room and take a nap? Can't see memories if we're unconscious!
[THIS IS STUPID BUT WEIRDLY LOGICAL]
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you know what makes sense to him]
Sure, why not?
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[why]
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[just
goodbye sheets
but he's gonna head toward the sleeping bay!! BLANKETS FOR NAPTIME]
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[off to the sleeping bay! white unlocks the door to his and ming yi's room, and climbs up to the loft. literally. he doesn't use the stairs. hurray for having agility back! but he grabs the blankets, before jumping back down.]
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Do you do that to try to look cool or....
[WHITE YOUR STAIRS]
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Huuuuh? Shut up!
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[THE STAIRS WERE RIGHT THERE but he's just grinning before headed to the simulation room. THIS IS WHY WHITE GETS BULLIED IF EVEN MINEO CAN'T RESIST SOME TEASING]
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[NO BULLY]
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[HE'S RUNNING TO THE SIMULATION ROOM NOW WITH THE BLANKETS]
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[but he'll start running after]
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[how
how often does he hog this room just to nap]
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... Naptime locations? You know - best places for a good nap?
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[THAT'S SOME HARDCORE NAPPING white just usually flops in his room with ming yi wow]
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[HIS SLOTH]
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I don't think you've experienced the true majesty of a prime nap location, White-kun. Nothing can compare! Let me show you...!!
[and he'll SLAM HIS HAND ON THE PANEL!!!!
it
it brings them to a beautiful hill in a park? there are a few other people around, scattered, but they're more toward the bottom of the hill - just far enough to be background noise. at their feet there's a picnic blanket that's large enough for two. right behind them is the trunk of a tree and up, up, up, and over the branches spill out to provide shade and the gentle fall of cherry blossoms. no, i'm not doing this just to fuck with you there's a reason. but the little splashes of pink litter around the area. it's a warm day with the slightest breeze.
perfect nap conditions]
Like so!!
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well, here's the thing. in some ways, for all of his 100+ years, white has lived a sheltered life. for most of his childhood, he saw little of the light—even before he was permanently deprived of it by becoming a deman.
and the demans, despite their arrogance, missed the sun so much that they created a false sky just to experience it again. it took lessa's gift of his one day under true daylight for white to realize even that wasn't comparable.
even so, artificial or not, here he's recreated some of the scenery he never got to experience in life, but remained bound by the limits of his own knowledge and imagination. seeing this is... actually kind of overwhelming—a reminder of the world that he was never able to live in—and it's making him a bit emotional.
and, well, white is terrible at hiding his emotions! as he just. kind of stares at everything.]
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