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[She doesn't ask "what's Christmas" because that would only prove further how messed up her life was and she doesn't need to deal with that.]

Oh, can you? I don't know, maybe Darma would like to have a song about her. Just, you know. In spirit. Not actually... saying anything about what or who she is.

I'm not sure what that would leave. I'm not a musician.

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you know, i don't think he actually writes lyrics? so uh that's fine.

it'll be like she has her own soundtrack. i don't know anything about music either.

I guess we could always play it on the Station if we got worried about "risky" lyrics.

...Have you gone back up?

do you sing? because i definitely don't sing.

[Give him... a minute or so to formulate a good enough reply to that question, though. It's a simple answer, but for stupid, complex reasons - he doesn't want to, the thought of going back up there makes him cold to the very core, just like all the people up there and all the things he's purposely pushing away right now—]

what for?

Only when I'm alone.

[It's okay there's an equally long (if not more) pause from her.]

To make sure the people up there are actually okay. To make sure we're not being lied to.

we're not being lied to. uh, i have a feeling.

[Which means essentially nothing, but he's been through enough of these kidnapped/rescued for a higher purpose scenarios that it's easier just to believe. And the alternative, if the people up there aren't okay... or aren't there at all, somehow - it's too much.]

they can't keep us busy down here if someone finds out about foul play up there. those people have to be okay. they have to be.

I think you trust too easily, Junpei.

I might go up. In the morning.

[Okay, right in the naive idealism he pretends he doesn't still have in spades, ouch!! He has... nothing to say in his own defense, she's right.

Give him another minute. Frankly: goddamn it.]

want some company? at least for the trip.

[Optimism wasn't a trait she got from... anyone.]

I wouldn't be opposed.

[He needs a kick in the ass every now and then and that's as good as any; but it's probably weird to say thanks for pointing out my character flaw, so uh.

Anyway.]

i'm not going to follow you around up there so don't worry about that.
just... you know.

how the hell do we go back up, anyway?

...We can go through a phase.

[Heh.]

It'd be alright

if you did

[jeez Anemone don't be weird]

I think you just... think on it really really hard? I don't want to try and then do it by mistake though.

ha ha.
and
look, you're probably going to want [he is sighing irl] space, right? at least to start.

[It won't be weird to stare at people in cold storage with an audience at all. Nope.]

i guess we'll have to find out tomorrow.

[sure it'll be fine she'll just go in to see the pods she wants and just never come back out, perfectly okay :)]

uh, yeah

[smooth]

I'm sure other people have had trouble trying to do it. Or looked weird trying.

[she's assuming other people have gone back. she can't be the only one that has the need to??]

[gurl that's 3 bad coping methods away from sleeping fully clothed in the shower because you're too drunk to move

don't do it]

i... guess? if it's just thinking hard about it, that's not bad.

[It's a better coping mechanism than most of her normal ones though so that should count for something right]

I'll see you in the morning

[ish]

[Slippery slope.....]

yeah. i'll meet you outside the houses.

[At some point. Good plan.]

[It's not too early when she gets ready. She almost forgot she even had the conversation to begin with, but one look at the phone and she remembers. She's thankfully gotten an outfit better than the robes they got from the supply crates, but it's still one of the cheaper things she could purchase. She's only taken an odd job here and there, short and... testing the waters, she supposes.

She doesn't see Akechi before she leaves, but they hardly need to tell one another where they're going. It's refreshing. He doesn't bother her ~~as much~~ like had at the camps.

The weave through the housing isn't awful; she's gotten used to it by now, and gets to the outside of them easily enough, hoping she hasn't kept him waiting.

(Part of her is regretting this, but the rest of her knows better. She shouldn't go back up alone.)]

[Junpei hasn't been waiting long, for the simple reason that he hasn't been waiting. He isn't there yet, actually, but not because he's forgotten. He remembers when he wakes up with his phone in his hand, and it takes him about 5 minutes to actually get ready to leave, but it definitely takes him a net 20 minutes to first get Snake to let him get up, then to keep him awake long enough to tell him what he's doing leaving the house in the sort-of-early morning.

It's a whole production and he doesn't even get breakfast. He's already tired again by the time he jogs up from house 9, but being tired is his default state, anyway.]

Hey—sorry. There, uh... there was a thing. Ready to go?

[She doesn't ask about what the thing was. Maybe under normal circumstances she'd give him a hard time, but as it is she simply looks up from her phone and offers a faint smile.]

I guess. Make a wish, go [fff she nearly says go to Thesa, which is a great start for the day. Her fumbling is short-lived.] through a phase.

[That's never going to get old.]

[It's a thing about not getting a bagel for like the 5th day in a row. He'll get a bagel one day.]

Let's set our phasers to... jump? Uh, maybe not.

[He'll work on that one. Anyway, he gestures for them to walk a bit further. They can't suddenly teleport out of a populated area, that would defeat the whole purpose.]

[She has zero idea what a phaser is. She just stares at him blankly, which she hopes he'll think is just her thinking he's being an idiot.

Sorry Junpei.

She follows along after him, not stopping until there's no one around.]

Okay! [She puts her hands on her hips.] So..

[She closes her eyes and tries to think of the Thesa Station

but her mind wanders

and she's still there.]

...I don't think I'm putting enough into this.

[That's exactly what he thinks, which just makes him make a face and a noncommittal noise. He'll work on it...!

But once they get to an isolated enough spot, it's all he can do to stand there and watch her... think about it? Uh.]

I'm no teleporting expert, but let's try this... [He holds his arm out.] Probably should hold on, too.

[And so if it doesn't work, they'll just be standing here like idiots, but what else is new?] Try really focusing, and then at the last moment, just... move from here to there. [genius plan] Maybe think about whoever's still up there?

[SORRY. She would rather make her friends feel bad about themselves than appear ignorant--which speaks worlds about her social skills. Still, in the regards of teleporting, they're both ignorant.

So they are standing around like idiots, her holding onto him until it gets awkward. There's a joke in here somewhere about him wanting to just hold a girl's hands. She's too distracted this morning.]

Um...

[But then she actually thinks about what he's said. Her mind snaps to Dominic and focuses and that's what she needs--she's gone, with or without him she isn't sure, until she's stumbling back to the familiar Station.]

[He's used to casually being made fun of, it's fine, his self esteem doesn't take a huge blow from one failed pun. Besides, the issue at hand - standing here like morons while notably not teleporting - is more important.

Truth be told, he isn't taking his own advice. He's just describing something he can already do, SHIFTing - or, well, something he could do before the world exploded in probably more than one timeline - but trying to translate it to moving from one place to another instead of literal time travel. Working under the assumption that it will definitely work... he waits to see if she can make it happen before he even entertains the idea himself.

It would be rude to just leave her here? That's the logic. So he's left standing there a few seconds after she pops out of existence next to him, and takes another minute to follow. His aim is apparently off, since he wobbles into a wall before looking around. Aha.]

Alright, that's a lot cooler than I thought it'd be. [but yes, yes—] You okay?

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