[closed] everyone was watching you as everything just slipped away

[condoner]

Who: Akane Tsunemori (condoner), and friends.
When: 17 April (IC)
Where: The Chilling Cave
What: The Psycho-Pass cast (and then some) go ice skating.
Rating/Warning: Warning for Gino's sadness.

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[ upon kogami's suggestion, akane's taken it upon herself to find a suitable (ha ha) way of celebrating her 23rd birthday! she found the chilling cave by coincidence while patrolling the streets once and decided that she wants to try ice skating.

so after texting the guys (brother, mom, and dad), as well as a couple of friends (really, it's just a couple. she doesn't have much friends) if they're free on the 17th, she waits outside the chilling cave, hoping to meet up with her friends.

it's time… to chill! ]

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[hoasen]

[She's not as good at this as he is but she's going to try to keep up?!]

Of course. I always liked chilling with you.

[abhors]

[ that's what she said ]

Icy what you did there.

[hoasen]

[W-whoa...i also see what you did there.]

I know, don't have a meltdown over it.

[She pauses.] Was that not frigid enough?

[abhors]

On a scale between one and ten?

[ He also pauses. ]

That was below zero.

[hoasen]

[HURF.]

Ah, I suppose that means you win...ter.

[abhors]

Hail to the victor?

[hoasen]

[She raises her arms, like she's praising him.]

May this spell of success bless you forever.

[abhors]

[ Yatta? He lights a Victory Cigarette (that's a thing). ]

Forever's just a bunch of nows, Sen. [ Emily Dickinson (paraphrased). ]

[hoasen]

[He just wants an excuse to smoke indoors.]

Oh! You're right. Time is always moving. [She'd know what Forever is like, for real.]

[abhors]

[ Yes, her pseudo-immortality is never far from his mind. ]

Even for you?

[hoasen]

[A short nod.] Even for myself. It used to feel...hmm, how to say. Each day feels like it does now, but a year would still be over very quickly. Here, that does not happen.

[abhors]

Do you get the feeling that time moves slower here in comparison?

[hoasen]

I do. While my days feel exactly the same, the year has passed by so slowly. I can't believe it's only been a few months.

[oh ho ho this feels meta, thanks ic/ooc time.]

[abhors]

[ That's interesting... like something out of a sci-fi book. He hasn't gotten that feeling yet, but he trusts her intuition on this. ]

How many months have you been here, Sen?

[hoasen]

[When did she arrive? She needs to do the maths now. Definitely before Christmas, and if it's April now...]

Perhaps around six months or so?

[abhors]

Half a year... that isn't a lot at all.

[ That's like one season of Psycho-Pass. ]

I know this is a long shot, but can I ask you something?

[hoasen]

It isn't. It does feel a lot longer to what half a year feels to me. [ONE SEASON...it's true.]

What would you like to ask?

[abhors]

[ He turns to look at his unfinished snowman, then glances back at Vietnam. ]

You don't happen to have a carrot on you, do you? My friend could use a nose.

[hoasen]

[Oh yeah, that is a stretch.]

I don't have a carrot...but... [Hang on let her think about this, she looks around, disappears for a moment and comes back with what seems to be a bright orange cardboard folded into the shape of a cone.]

It has some kind of plastic cover on it, so perhaps it won't get soaked.

[abhors]

[ It's good enough - he just likes to finish what he started, whether it's building snowmen or killing psychopaths. ]

Would you like to do the honours?

[hoasen]

[If he doesn't mind...] Alright, I will help complete your friend.

[And she moves in closer, hovering the cardboard over the snowman's face before she finds a good place to piece it into the giant ball of a head.]

[abhors]

[ Good job, Vietnam. He backs away from the snowman to get a clearer look of it's overall form. ]

Well, what do you think?

[hoasen]

[She steps back now she's finished, looking at the result with him.]

I think the nose would've been better as a carrot, but otherwise you did a wonderful job before that, Uncle Shinya.

[abhors]

[ He brushes some snow dusting off his shoulders to make a tiny, marble-sized snowball out of it, before proceeding to drop it down her back. Enjoy the cold, summer child. ]

[hoasen]

[And so this will be the first time Kogami has every heard her scream. At least it wasn't a loud scream, and just a jumpy one.]