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Is This Where You Wanna Be? Crawling On Your Hands and Knees?
[In a perfect world, Maya would have been able to isolate herself for the rest of the evening. It's not like her to wallow in her feelings, but it's also not like her to be trapped away in a murder school or part of an execution so... not like she has much choice there. Besides, between the influence of Janis, and the sight of her remaining dormmates, it's clear that Maya simply can't... let things go.
It's like she told the SQUIP. They look to her for hope. And so, hope she must be. It's her job to stand tall for the others. Thankfully help comes easier this time -- there's no need to scruff Discord, or try to keep Spongebob from making Hate Patties. Maybe that, in and of itself, is a good sign.
It's just another fluke. They'll be okay. They're together, after all. Even Salieri and Discord are getting along well enough to help.
Cutting potatoes proves to be an interesting task, considering the fact that most of the knives are missing. Maya has a few guesses as to how that happened, but she won't point fingers again today. She makes do with what she has -- two swords between her and Cassandra.
Potatoes, cakes, pies -- the arrangement is much the same. There's even cocoa (made by less experienced hands, unfortunately), and alcohol. It all feels like a repeat of last week, but she's trying to not think about it. She does her best to keep a smile on her face as she knocks on each door, inviting others to the cafeteria once more.]
It's like she told the SQUIP. They look to her for hope. And so, hope she must be. It's her job to stand tall for the others. Thankfully help comes easier this time -- there's no need to scruff Discord, or try to keep Spongebob from making Hate Patties. Maybe that, in and of itself, is a good sign.
It's just another fluke. They'll be okay. They're together, after all. Even Salieri and Discord are getting along well enough to help.
Cutting potatoes proves to be an interesting task, considering the fact that most of the knives are missing. Maya has a few guesses as to how that happened, but she won't point fingers again today. She makes do with what she has -- two swords between her and Cassandra.
Potatoes, cakes, pies -- the arrangement is much the same. There's even cocoa (made by less experienced hands, unfortunately), and alcohol. It all feels like a repeat of last week, but she's trying to not think about it. She does her best to keep a smile on her face as she knocks on each door, inviting others to the cafeteria once more.]
dance studio
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Going higher, shining brighter
I will illuminate the horizon
A single step forward is a step closer to my dream
That is pride
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gayfixated on the performance to comment, or to join.There's a melody that pricks at the back of her head, but. She doesn't remember the words. Not yet. ]
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It's another few minutes before she deems herself finished with this particular exercise. It's only then that she turns toward the door. Perhaps under better circumstances, she might have blushed, or laughed or done anything other than stare.]
How long have you been there?
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[ It's true, the circumstances are. Sub-par. She sighs. ]
I know better than to ask if you're okay, but. I wanted to check up on you.
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[She takes a deep breath and... sets her sword down for the time being.]
Last week, we swore this would not happen again.
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And now you're beating yourself up over it happening again?
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[ She shrugs. ]
And I'm not here to say that's even the right or the wrong way to feel, I just... don't want you to feel like you have to be alone right now.
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I am... not used to letting people down so wholly.
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[ And, not even noticing she called Maya that: ]
No one's expecting you to be everywhere at once. Sometimes... shit happens, and we can't stop it. And you helped out in the trial room and set another party up - if you can't see that, let me tell you? You're not letting anyone down.
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I did not trust the SQUIP. It told me itself that it would turn against us the moment "Jeremy" was at risk. I should have kept a closer eye on him. Parties and lending a hand after the fact are nothing. Not when I could have kept Connor alive.
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[ Janis blinks, a little taken aback. A couple things she's been trying to push down start to bubble, somewhere inside her. ]
Nobody trusted the SQUIP, but... we all did our best.
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[Something dark twists within Maya's chest. It almost hurts, enough to make something in the back of her eyes burn.]
This is not Tendo Maya. This is not my best!
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Then I should have done more! I- if this is your fault, it's mine too! We all should have done more! Don't... I'm not going to let you put all of this on yourself!
[ She sniffs. ]
You shouldn't have to.
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[Maya Tendo doesn't cry. She has not cried in many years. She does not cry now, instead blinking back the tears as fiercely as she can.]
This is my duty. The expectations of my classmates, at home and here, are on my shoulders. I cannot fail.
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[ Janis chews on what to say next for a moment, then: ]
Can't we be seventeen?
That's all I want for you
Even if just tonight
Remember we're kids, too
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She swallows.]
Can I be seventeen?
It seems so hard to do
But if I let you in
Maybe I could with you
[If Janis has managed to wander close enough during all of this, Maya will lay her head on her shoulder.]
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Let us be seventeen
I think we've got the right
So what's it gonna be?
I wanna be with you
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I wanna be with you
Tonight.
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I got you, babe. I got you.
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You should not have to comfort me like this. Not when you're hurting too.
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It's okay. I'm right here. We can... Do this together.
[You know. Be emotional.]
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[ She sniffs a little, eyes tearing up. ]
Okay.
[ Annnnd it's her turn to start crying in the dance studio. ]
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