[that makes her laugh a little bit and she too flops on the roof to look at the sky. i just remembered we have bear constellations. she's probably looking at winnie the pooh.]
That's true... I hear that Spring and Fall are having a scuffle - but didn't someone challenge Winter?
I feel like we have to jump into the fray at some point....
[ . . . . she hesitates for a moment, her fingers curling into the fabric of her own sleeve, before she reaches out to let her fingertips press against the back of beau's hand]
[she does want! so she shifts a little bit closer then, letting her arms encircle around beau's shoulders in a hug. she's unsure and a little awkward, but the attempt is sincere.
it's hard for her to know what words to give, in a situation like this but if she were to think of moments in which she felt similarly.... the only answer she has is an embrace and a soft - ]
[she shifts, a little, leaning into it. she honestly will never get tired of being hugged - a girl doesn't realize how touch starved she is until she's touched.
beau sighs, and it's a little shivery sound.]
I know. Rationally, I know it's not. [it just feels really bad.]
[in that case, she's getting hugged until she doesn't want to anymore. if beau responds to it, then viola won't be the first one to pull away. she'll rub her back a bit, trying to be soothing.]
... it'd be nice if we could listen to what's rational all the time.
But I think tonight is a good time to be upset and angry and whatever else it is you feel.
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That's true... I hear that Spring and Fall are having a scuffle - but didn't someone challenge Winter?
I feel like we have to jump into the fray at some point....
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Oh, trust me, I've fucking heard Spring and Fall's fight up close. [looks into the middle distance at caleb and molly]
As long as it's not some shit that's going to divide us I'm down. Maybe we can cause some trouble.
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Oh that's right, Caleb and Mollymauk are among them. What is the fight over again? Claude?
[just. claude as a person.]
Hehe, certainly nothing serious - just some harmless fun. You all have my permission to do as you please as long as it's nothing too drastic.
[aka as long as no one gets hurt, viola will pretend she knows nothing]
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I think so. A couch and some toilet seats or something. It's so dumb.
[...] Hmm. Maybe I can try to convince the Winters to do something. [so they're not quite as fucked up over all of this.]
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As long as our toilet seats are not lost in the battle between dorms. That is also a condition.
[please that's also just so unsanitary]
I'm sure you can though - we have a rather fun-loving group. It'd be nice to find a way to ease everyone's spirits a little after today.
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I will knock anybody who tries to steal our toilet seats out, yeah. [she sits up, looking down at the firework.]
... You know, I told Lila she could count on me.
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... do you feel personally responsible, because you told her that?
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I don't - not feel personally responsible. [she mutters.]
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... would a hug be permitted?
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... Sure. You can, if you want.
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it's hard for her to know what words to give, in a situation like this but if she were to think of moments in which she felt similarly.... the only answer she has is an embrace and a soft - ]
... it's not your fault.
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beau sighs, and it's a little shivery sound.]
I know. Rationally, I know it's not. [it just feels really bad.]
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... it'd be nice if we could listen to what's rational all the time.
But I think tonight is a good time to be upset and angry and whatever else it is you feel.
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Yeah. [she says finally.] Tomorrow we gotta go back to pretending everything is okay.
... You wanna help me set this thing off? [the firework, she means.]
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Tomorrow we can focus on how to make things right - but it's okay to admit that it's rather awful still. Compromise?
[but she smiles a little bit and then with a flick of her wrist, she'll procure a mechanical lighter]
Let's?
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she shifts, and holds the firework out to her.]
... Compromise, I guess. [a beat.] Thanks, Viola.
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Anytime and anything, Beauregard.
[though her smile widens just a bit and she'll move to light the firework, letting the fuse of it begin to burn]