unfavorableinstigation: It is dark, but Nita is inside reading a book. (Dark)
unfavorableinstigation ([personal profile] unfavorableinstigation) wrote in [community profile] voidtreckerexpress2020-08-02 09:15 am

I find it hard to tell you, I find it hard to take.

Who: Nita and YOU. Preferably close CR, but anyone can stop by.
Where: Quiet Car, second floor, a room near the front of the carriage.
When: Middle half of Grasshopper; post-platform, pre-event.
What: A(n ex-) wizard retreats. Some may come to reprimand, some to console, some just to find out WTF happened.
Warnings: ... Discussion of what's basically psychic assault in this log, folks. Mind your headspace!


After the platform, Nita retreated into herself. That was the best way to describe it; she could not be 'booked' in one of these rooms the same way she could have been in the Medical Car, but she spent as much time as she could in just the one room, not speaking unless spoken to, not leaving except to go to the restroom or fetch another journal.

No matter when one arrived to check on her, she would be either resting - staring off into space more than actually sleeping - or writing.

Some of the words were crossed out, as if she had had a tough time finding the right ones, but the writing looked to be formal in nature. A report. And, most notably, it was in English, not the alien curves of the Speech.

If she had to live with her actions, Nita figured, the least she could do was explain them - and explain why they were wrong.

Mostly, though, what encompassed her mind was the emptiness of it all. She couldn't even be angry now.

Fitting.
blitzcheer: (woah game icons??)

day after the Event

[personal profile] blitzcheer 2020-08-03 10:45 am (UTC)(link)
Tidus had respected her wishes that day, knowing that likely, all she wanted to do was be numb and cry. And he knew about that, even if he wouldn't exactly say it out loud. But there were others he reasoned, other people who'd know to go and check up on her and have better words of comfort to share.

He'd hope to see her at breakfast time anyway the next day, or catch her somewhere else and find out how better she's doing. But he doesn't until he goes up to the second floor of the quiet car himself, having some plans of his own.

Until he spots her through the glass, and those plans aren't quite as important.

Her door gets a light knock-knock-knock, and he holds up a hand, makes a face that seems to ask with its small sad smile, Hey, there room for another?
blitzcheer: (put some clothes on)

[personal profile] blitzcheer 2020-08-04 07:29 am (UTC)(link)
Then no hand held up would have occurred, since... can't see him, so no point in doing that. But Tidus will take that invitation, whatever you want to call it, slowly opening the door--like he thinks it might creak or something--and shuffling himself inside with a "Hey, it's me,", closing it behind him.

"You stayed in here overnight?"
blitzcheer: (know what that means?)

[personal profile] blitzcheer 2020-08-04 12:46 pm (UTC)(link)
He sits on the free bench, leaning his arms on his legs, hands resting close together.

"What, you scared of your cabinmates or something? They gonna know what you did and bite?"

Granted, he doesn't know who Nita's cabinmates are, so maybe they would. Still-

"This is some effort just to keep outta their way."
blitzcheer: (cinnamon sticks)

[personal profile] blitzcheer 2020-08-04 01:18 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well-" He exhales, shoulders slumping some in the motion. "I guess, kinda. I wanted to know how you're doing. I think I got the idea about what you did."

Trying to force info out of the train--and getting some bad backlash out of it.

"So...still feeling miserable?"

There's the lightest of jest at the end of that. Since, well, look at her. Definitely still in the 'feeling miserable' stage.
blitzcheer: (whoa woah hey heyyy)

[personal profile] blitzcheer 2020-08-04 02:12 pm (UTC)(link)
"Still in a sucky place." Which is putting it lightly, probably. "You're not gonna hide yourself away up here though, are you? Not for too long, I hope."

He'd suggest things to do, but he knows it probably isn't the best time for activities. But also, he'd hate to see her withdraw.
blitzcheer: (do the thing yuna!!)

[personal profile] blitzcheer 2020-08-04 02:35 pm (UTC)(link)
He's about to say, That's a long way away, particularly to be down in the dumps (or, rather, to be thinking about hanging out in a quiet booth!), but Tidus only says it by the raise of his brow, focusing on the latter of what she says.

"Writing what? --An apology?"

He's just swinging a guess out here.
blitzcheer: (yaaanhnhnho?)

[personal profile] blitzcheer 2020-08-04 03:40 pm (UTC)(link)
He doesn't mind the rambling--who is he to mind, when he can't half the time find the words for his thoughts and takes forever to get to the point? Tidus hums a little though in the space she leaves. What would the train want?

"We can't know what it wants--we don't know anything about it, everything's one big guess between that thing and what's going on at any point. All we can really do is...well, you just have to do what you think is right now."

He looks at where her papers might be, but not to try glean from a glance any info. There's something Nita said once...

"The train... it doesn't do words. Didn't you say that? So I think if you speak to it... you gotta go with feeling. Try and show it how you feel."
blitzcheer: (whatcha gonna do about iiitt)

[personal profile] blitzcheer 2020-08-04 04:21 pm (UTC)(link)
"You're feeling it, didn't you say? It can't feel you right back? Use words if you want, but trying to speak its language doesn't sound so bad to me!"

Not that he really gets how any of this works, but if it works one way, why not the other? He leans back some, arms lifting up from his knees.

"It's just an idea."
blitzcheer: (always always always always)

[personal profile] blitzcheer 2020-08-04 09:15 pm (UTC)(link)
"Give it time," he reassures as best he can, slowly spoken. "You both need it, but you especially. You got real heated--and I know you did something you regret, with your Oath. But this isn't just it, you know?"

He leans, and reaches over to put a hand on her shoulder, squeezing it.

"Sort yourself out. Do whatever you have to. And...talk to someone, if you need help. It's easy to get stuck in your own head."

And sometimes you need help, even if you're the only one who can solve your own problems in the end.
blitzcheer: (pulling me in)

[personal profile] blitzcheer 2020-08-04 09:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"No." He looks curious as he says it, briefly checking his SCA before straightening his back, resting his arms back on his legs.

"I wasn't that near when it happened, but I just saw you get knocked, no
one else. Nothing's happened to anyone far as I know."

Then or later.
blitzcheer: (hand onnnn HIP!!!!)

sure!

[personal profile] blitzcheer 2020-08-04 09:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"You focus on you; there's enough of those council people around to think about them."

The newbies or whoever else. Tidus waves a hand at that, but then stands up.

"I'll leave you alone for now, but I'll be back later. Just hang out, give you a lil' company. That alright with you?"