Week Three | The Beach | Saturday Night

[sasetai]

[ She makes as much noise as possible, walking through the grass and the sand.

On nights like tonight you don't want to make the mistake of sneaking up on someone when you didn't mean to.

She gives her time, and she gives herself time. And when she feels ready (and hopes Vriska is ready), she finds her. ]

It's late.. or maybe it's early? Whatever it is, you've been out here for a very long time.

[ She has a beach towel wrapped around her like a blanket, and she looks a little pale. ]

You're not okay.

[ It's a statement, not a question. ]

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[hypertoxic]

[ Her eyes sting, so Vriska will simply shut them and keep them closed. She feels so tired. None of this should matter. This game, these people. She's played a game that had a cosmic scale with billions of lives at stake and never felt this worn down by it! Is this what happens when you care too much? When it gets really personal?

Either way, Vriska just leans into Jinah and is quiet for a time. ]

Maybe not. But I think I might be one of the only people here who can fix this. And I'm going to.

[sasetai]

[ It's a bit hesitant, but she rests her hand on Vriska's back and tries to offer some kind of comfort. ]

You say you have to fix things but.. you didn't do anything wrong. None of this is your mess.

[ But Vriska is Vriska-- despite the short time they've spent together she knows there's not much point in trying to talk her down from anything. ]

But I guess that doesn't matter, just.. whatever it is you're going to do-- I trust you, I think I would even if you weren't my partner.