I got mail too. From Hope, I think. [a pause. they can see it if they want, she'll show them:
Very nice to hear from you, but... I never stopped to consider your "full name" before this. It's a little distracting? Regardless, thank you for checking in on me. Good to know you've located the mail room. Please read this first letter of mine very carefully. Our correspondences should be more frequent now, even if they may be censored or edited in some way.
Something easier said than done, but... stay safe tonight. A futile request for the most part, I know, but I still feel like it's an appreciated sentiment nonetheless. For the record, please check in with Harrowhark and Claude before nightfall, if you can. Every day is a challenge, but I refuse to give up or give in. I hope you feel the same.
but past that, she very carefully reaches out to hold jason's hand? if he'll let her.]
[Being an ass is how they show worry or caring. He will take his letter back when they're finished so he can read Lup's. His brows furrow. He mouths, "Virgo Safe?" He's not sure if he should say it out loud.
He'll take Lup's hand in his free one and squeeze it.]
[a little nod, at jason. that's what she got from it too.
she looks like, a touch relieved, when jason holds her hand in return. she laces their fingers together. also, she is still wearing his jacket. she will be nice and just not acknowledge that they went up the mountain and she got real mad. it doesn't matter now.]
[He tucks her arm under his arm, still holding her hand. He folds Rupert's letter and puts it into his pocket so he can use that hand to bring Cloud against his side. Is he still worried Cloud might collapse? Maybe.]
Why do you think he wanted you to check on Harrow and Cl--
[ he doesn't get to finish before jason's dragging him closer and he makes a sound of surprise like an idiot. cloud collapsing is a valid worry but not right at this moment, considering while he does give up and lean into it he isn't sagging or anything.
these are... willing cuddles, and he just sighs into it. hateful. when did he get used to cuddling. ]
I don't know. I'll talk to - um. I'll ask Harrow to see, but it might just be... names.
[cloud flops closer, and lup reaches with her free hand to rest it on his waist. this is almost a three person hug? almost. he's used to cuddles because he's into the most tactile person in the universe and someone who is incredibly touch starved.]
Don't fall. [...] Should've brought blankets and pillows.
[why does jason keep looking at her. stop it's making her nervous.]
I want you both to rest. [she says, with a sigh.] And I want you to talk to me how you feel about today, but I get the feeling I'm going to get a bill for feelings talk if I ask.
[He seems a bit disgruntled at the sympathy because he's just Like That.] ...It's fine. Don't worry about it. We didn't get someone scapegoated at least. And hopefully it'll get rid of a shadow. [It's about the best he can do.]
[ would he actually admit to being close to anyone who is not in this room. please, jason. the skeptical look cloud gives says that, but he doesn't argue that point. ]
This silver lining sounds more like picking out the best parts of a trash bin. [ what a metaphor. this is something he has said. he leans a little more on jason for strict comfort reasons, obviously. ] You can think shit still sucks even if you weren't close.
[a pause, and then she exhales slowly.] We're working on it.
Do you want to stay here a bit? I don't mind. [she has no cushioning but she can hold a pile of boys if they want to curl up with the stars for a bit.]
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I got mail too. From Hope, I think. [a pause. they can see it if they want, she'll show them:
Very nice to hear from you, but...
I never stopped to consider your "full name" before this. It's a little distracting?
Regardless, thank you for checking in on me.
Good to know you've located the mail room. Please read this first letter of mine very carefully.
Our correspondences should be more frequent now, even if they may be censored or edited in some way.
Something easier said than done, but... stay safe tonight.
A futile request for the most part, I know, but I still feel like it's an appreciated sentiment nonetheless.
For the record, please check in with Harrowhark and Claude before nightfall, if you can.
Every day is a challenge, but I refuse to give up or give in. I hope you feel the same.
but past that, she very carefully reaches out to hold jason's hand? if he'll let her.]
Today was... a lot.
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[Being an ass is how they show worry or caring. He will take his letter back when they're finished so he can read Lup's. His brows furrow. He mouths, "Virgo Safe?" He's not sure if he should say it out loud.
He'll take Lup's hand in his free one and squeeze it.]
Yeah.
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anyway the letter makes him frown, too, for a different reason ]
... When do you think he wrote this? Because it had to be Thursday at minimum.
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she looks like, a touch relieved, when jason holds her hand in return. she laces their fingers together. also, she is still wearing his jacket. she will be nice and just not acknowledge that they went up the mountain and she got real mad. it doesn't matter now.]
Thursday, probably. I sent my message Tuesday.
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[He tucks her arm under his arm, still holding her hand. He folds Rupert's letter and puts it into his pocket so he can use that hand to bring Cloud against his side. Is he still worried Cloud might collapse? Maybe.]
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[ he doesn't get to finish before jason's dragging him closer and he makes a sound of surprise like an idiot. cloud collapsing is a valid worry but not right at this moment, considering while he does give up and lean into it he isn't sagging or anything.
these are... willing cuddles, and he just sighs into it. hateful. when did he get used to cuddling. ]
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[cloud flops closer, and lup reaches with her free hand to rest it on his waist. this is almost a three person hug? almost. he's used to cuddles because he's into the most tactile person in the universe and someone who is incredibly touch starved.]
Don't fall. [...] Should've brought blankets and pillows.
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He glances at Lup, studying her face quietly for a moment.]
We can go back to a room. I don't care. Cloud probably doesn't need to be standing.
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I'm not that bad. [ he came to find jason to see if he was feeling okay how did this turn about him so quick. ]
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I want you both to rest. [she says, with a sigh.] And I want you to talk to me how you feel about today, but I get the feeling I'm going to get a bill for feelings talk if I ask.
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You're that bad. [He will just say it.] Didn't say I wouldn't rest. [And to answer Lup's question.] Feels like shit, I guess.
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cloud lets it go because jason admits that so instead he's busy frowning at him in concern. and then at lup. he doesn't know what to say to that. ]
... Don't think anyone can blame you.
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she leans a little closer to jason.]
I definitely don't blame you. [):] ... I'm sorry, Jason.
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We weren't close.
[Like in case they thought he had FRIENDS.]
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This silver lining sounds more like picking out the best parts of a trash bin. [ what a metaphor. this is something he has said. he leans a little more on jason for strict comfort reasons, obviously. ] You can think shit still sucks even if you weren't close.
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[so he can be sad or upset. she squeezes his hand.]
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[He can fondly tease Cloud and feel better, thank you. Lup’s hand gets a squeeze.]
It’s fine. I’m just pissed like everyone else that we’re stuck being entertaining rats.
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Ready to cancel this show anytime. [ an agreement. thanks. ]
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[a pause, and then she exhales slowly.] We're working on it.
Do you want to stay here a bit? I don't mind. [she has no cushioning but she can hold a pile of boys if they want to curl up with the stars for a bit.]