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estoria2015-10-22 11:05 pm
mermaiding) wrote in estoria2015-10-22 11:05 pm
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[closed] Don't look down, even though they're looking down on you
Who: mermaiding & zitteraal
When: A couple days after they've returned to the colony.
Where: Adolf's apartment
What: Adolf let slip he was married, and while Oona dismissed it at first she's now more interested in figuring out how legit that claim is and how much she cares.
Rating/Warning: None...??
['I'm married,' he'd told her. Perhaps not in so many words, but that had been the gist of it. And Oona had laughed and shrugged and wondered why should that matter at all?
But clearly it mattered somehow, in some strange human way Oona couldn't understand. Was it a human thing? Or an Adolf thing? She'd been tempted to ask around the few humans she felt close enough to divulge such information, but it felt like it would have been a violation of trust.
In the end she had sat around and done much of nothing, aware that Adolf was avoiding her those first couple of days. And while her first instinct had been to bulldoze through and demand answers, she had curbed it enough to allow Adolf his space. Sousei, she thinks, would be proud of her for her self-control. (Or maybe he wouldn't, and would have just said it was expected of her so there's no need to get worked up about it or something and dammit even in her own head Sousei can't stop being himself).
But that space could only be given for so long-- Oona was not a very patient person by nature and after about two days she'd decided enough was enough.
So, with the conch shell he'd given her in her hands, and the little Hellhound puppy CYbuddy gifted to her by CERES at her heels, she'd tracked down his apartment. Which is how she found herself in her current predicament. Namely in that Adolf seemed to be trying to ignore her/outlast her or something. Well!!]
I am not leaving until you let me in and we can talk.
[SHE MEANS IT TOO. She's got her device thing, her hellpuppy, and her conch shell. She's good for the long haul here, staking a claim outside his door.
YOUR MOVE, EEL.]
mermaiding & zitteraalWhen: A couple days after they've returned to the colony.
Where: Adolf's apartment
What: Adolf let slip he was married, and while Oona dismissed it at first she's now more interested in figuring out how legit that claim is and how much she cares.
Rating/Warning: None...??
['I'm married,' he'd told her. Perhaps not in so many words, but that had been the gist of it. And Oona had laughed and shrugged and wondered why should that matter at all?
But clearly it mattered somehow, in some strange human way Oona couldn't understand. Was it a human thing? Or an Adolf thing? She'd been tempted to ask around the few humans she felt close enough to divulge such information, but it felt like it would have been a violation of trust.
In the end she had sat around and done much of nothing, aware that Adolf was avoiding her those first couple of days. And while her first instinct had been to bulldoze through and demand answers, she had curbed it enough to allow Adolf his space. Sousei, she thinks, would be proud of her for her self-control. (Or maybe he wouldn't, and would have just said it was expected of her so there's no need to get worked up about it or something and dammit even in her own head Sousei can't stop being himself).
But that space could only be given for so long-- Oona was not a very patient person by nature and after about two days she'd decided enough was enough.
So, with the conch shell he'd given her in her hands, and the little Hellhound puppy CYbuddy gifted to her by CERES at her heels, she'd tracked down his apartment. Which is how she found herself in her current predicament. Namely in that Adolf seemed to be trying to ignore her/outlast her or something. Well!!]
I am not leaving until you let me in and we can talk.
[SHE MEANS IT TOO. She's got her device thing, her hellpuppy, and her conch shell. She's good for the long haul here, staking a claim outside his door.
YOUR MOVE, EEL.]