soulping | Roxy's Heart

Roxy's Heart

[There's nothing]

[Nothing]

[Nothingnothingnothingnothingnothing]

[Isn't that wonderful though?]

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[She jerks, shudders, but keeps holding on for now. Her face presses into the curve of Roxy's shoulder.]

You give better hugs than this, Roxy.

It'll hurt more when you leave.

I'm here now, aren't I?

And you'll leave.

Like everyone does.

I'm still here now. I exist and so do you.

Don't treat me like I'm already gone.

It's only a matter of time.

[Her grip tightens.]

Don't treat me like I'm already gone. That's not fair, Roxy!

LIFE ISN'T FAIR.

[And there's anger in her eyes.]

It doesn't matter what you deserve, what everyone deserves, life will snatch it away from you eventually!

[The hug changes to a shouldergrip and she shakes Roxy, just once.]

You've only got it half right, you idiot!

[You...you do that and she's still mad.]

It's all right! That's what it keeps doing!

It doesn't matter what I do, I end up right back here!

Life takes away, I won't say it doesn't! But life gives us so much, too!

[she's a page of light, can't she draw intense attention to that second bit]

[That she can and there's a flicker of longing in Roxy's body language, but she looks away.]

Only so it can take it away again.

.....For someone so scared of being treated like they don't exist, you can at least look at me.

[she's using her active powers without exactly realizing it, trying to infuse her words with an importance that demands attention]

...

[She looks up and looks pained.]

You're one of the most important people to me whose still around.

It hurts to look at you because that usually means you'll be gone soon enough.

[Her expression gentles, a little.]

I know. And you're the same, for me. But acting like I'm already gone, while I'm standing right here....that's not what you really want to do.

I can't change it.

Maybe not by yourself. And that's okay. It just means I have to help you change it.

[She looks around, at least one hand still on Roxy's shoulder.]

What was this building?

Others try. They don't manage.

My house. My home.

Failure just means it's time to try again.

[.....a nod.]

Okay. Then, I'll be right back.

....

[She doesn't stop you and just goes back to playing the violin.]

[my bae can't be this depressed (except she totally can)

tries to give her a kiss first before leaving!! then attempts to find a way into the house]

[ewjaioejwaioejw]

[Well, she....]

[Dropped the violin entirely.]

[The door is broken, easy access right there.]

[....picks it up for her and hands it over.]

I need to remember to ask you to play something for me in the real world.

[OKAY BYE GOING THROUGH THE DOOR]

....

[She holds the violin.]

[The place is quiet for now.]

[The inside of the building is no better than the outside. It's all ruin, old, filled with broken statues, broken machines, and the stairs are in pieces.]

[Though it seems as if someone has made a stack of furniture to the second floor?]

[Thank you, mystery furniture-stacker.

Investigating the broken statues???]

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