sarcaskick | (genessia ic inbox)

This is me, calling. Also, you might want to get a refund for that calibration. So, so close!

Huh? Where...

[A brief pause.]

...Okay, that's user error. Anyway, thanks. I'm guessing you probably know Weiss went to the Dream Docks and all that? And there's a big fight that seems like it's gonna go south? Figured I'd find out for myself, I hate not knowing what happens to her after something like that.

And, well...she seemed kind of worried about some stuff between you and me, so if she's worried, you might be too, so here's me saying you don't have to be if that's the case.

We good?

[ Yeah... yeah, he figured she'd want to go eventually. It only makes sense. Doesn't make him happy to hear it, so it's a good thing they're not on video so she can't see the frown crease his brow. ]

She might have mentioned it, yeah.

[ And he's curious, because how can he not be, but... going to the docks would mean becoming that version of himself again for a while, letting that mentality take the reins. Even if he comes back here, he'll still have those memories. He'll still know how it felt, and he'll know that he enjoyed it.

It'll just remind him that he still does. ]

Why bother? Learning more about what's going on there in Remnant... if we're here, what difference does it make?

It's...

[She hates being cliche about it, but after a moment's pause and not being able to find a better word for it...]

...complicated. Lots of little things that combine, you know? I miss my sister, that's one of the bigger...uh...little things. And there's a part of me that really wants to know if things turn out okay, I guess. For us, for you guys, for everyone else. I know I can't change anything that happens there right now, but later? I mean...I might. And the more time I have to prepare and get used to whatever happens there, the better.

You and I both know I don't always think straight if I'm angry, or hurt.

It's only going to end well for one of our sides in that fight.

[ ... and honestly, he's still convinced that Salem will be the winner in Remnant. She just holds too many cards. But he's not so stupid as to say that to Yang right now, so he tucks that nugget away. ]

If you want to find out, fine. Whatever. Don't tell me how things are. I don't need to know.

[ At this point it doesn't matter if she can see him or not. You can HEAR that frown. ]

I can't really say if that's true or not. But it's possible you're right.

[And yeah. She can hear it. And she can guess that going back is probably on the same level as what he went through in Attleton. He doesn't want to be that person anymore, and she'd be pretty horrible if she tried to persuade him to go back with her.]

If I do go back, I want you to be okay with it. I won't go through with it otherwise. But I'd like to at least be able to tell Weiss that things turn out okay for her, so it's not just something I'd do on a whim.

And honestly? Things might turn out okay for you too. It's not impossible.

I'm not going to tell you not to go, Yang. I don't have you on a leash. I just don't want to hear about the details when you come back.

[ He's not worried about things turning out well for him, there. He's worried about what he thinks will inevitably happen to her.

No one thought Pyrrha Nikos would die, either. ]

As long as you give me your word on that, we're good.

Well yeah, you don't, and I can't see you being the type of guy who would. But you also know I wouldn't do something if I think it's going to hurt you in some way.

So.

Yeah, I'll keep it to myself if that's what you really want.

...

...

Even if it turns out good?

If the fight or whatever ends with you and I furiously making out as the world collapses around us, then sure, let me know.

[ TRYING TO TELL JOKES... TRYING TO MOVE ON... ]

[Well. It works on Yang, anyway, she's snickering.]

All right, will do.

[She pauses for a moment, then switches the feed to video. Even if he's not up for it, he should at least be able to see her face so he knows she means what she says.]

Look, I'm...I can't help being optimistic about this. I really do think it'll turn out okay. And if it doesn't...

[She glances away for a moment as her smile turns wry, and then she shrugs as her gaze moves back to the communicator.]

I get to wake up to you. Can't be too upset, all things considered.

[ A pause, before the video clicks on - there's a smirk there. A tired one, perhaps, but a smirk all the same. ]

Just as long as you don't end up vanishing for... what was it? Two years?

Two or three, who's counting.

[Her smile gets a little stronger after seeing his. It's much better than that audible frown thing.]

I wouldn't bet on that happening any time soon, though.

[Now that she knows she can go without doubts and regrets, she stands to her feet and slips an envelope into her inner jacket pocket.]

You wanna see me off, or just call it a night?

--what, you're going now?

[ His arms fold over his chest, raising an eyebrow. ]

Here I thought maybe I'd get to preemptively make up for the time you're going to be MIA for.

Well, that was the plan. I avoided buying milk and bread at the store today and everything.

[She watches that eyebrow go up. And she hears what he's saying. There's a 50% chance he's going to say something terrible, and a 50% chance it could be amazingly romantic. Kind of a win either way, in her opinion, but it's the mystery that tugs at her interest.]

I'm listening.

[ He hasn't planned this at all, obviously, so it's purely off the cuff-- ]

Pizza and chill from now to... let's say, Saturday?

[ ... romantic... ]

...You do know that's a good way to wind up strangled, courtesy of your roommate, right?

[ He's ABOUT to say she has no grounds to critique HIS romantic life given the state of hers, but...

stops himself. ]

It doesn't have to only be at my place, geeze.

[She grins, shaking her head.]

The sooner I do this, the sooner I'll be back. Wouldn't want to risk missing Valentine's Day.

But I'll probably be starved for pizza when I get back.

...And...starved for other things too.

[Wink! Because it's not super obvious what she could possibly be talking about.]

Popcorn, right?

[ He's just going to pretend he's not disappointed. Thankfully, he's used to not wearing his heart on his sleeve, so it comes pretty naturally. ]

...Popcorn.

Riiiiiiiight.

[She picks up her keys from the dresser. While she won't be driving the uber-cycle down to the Docks, she does still need to get back inside her apartment later.]

...

[She peers at his face for a moment. He's still a tough read, but...]

...Or, I guess I could go in the morning. Stay up all night cashing in that IOU you gave me for Christmas?

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