Don't bother. [ She flaps a hand, almost lackadaisically. ]
All I did was what I felt like doing. You thanking me for doing what I wanted is just kind of pointless.
[ Well, he sounds more like himself. A shame. She was enjoying the lack of flirtatious comments. ]
If you want to do me a favor, don't ask me to go somewhere if you're not at your full strength. Pass out again and I might just leave you on the ground.
[ Midnight laughs, but it's more like a familiar huff. Spot says the same thing, for the same reason.
(It's now been 3 months since he's last seen his team. If he's here for another 6, he will officially have been here longer than he's known his Team A6. In less than that time, he knows that it'll be impossible for him to choose between them and his friends here. His affections grow far, far too quickly for someone his age. That will probably never get better.) ]
The fixers from your city... If you lot had a problem with apathy, I've yet to see it.
[ Not in a way that matters, anyway. Or at the very least, whatever apathy they have in them is very easy to understand. ]
Don's her own type of enthusiastic, Vergilius and I are both the type to do what we want... Roland's got different levels to his apathy.
[ She shrugs. The last thing she needs is a vampire becoming incredibly fond of her, so please never tell her that to her face. Please curb your affections, Midnight. ]
I'm not that apathetic, I'm just easily irritated.
You know, I sometimes think that irritation is the opposite of complacency... Or maybe I like to think you care for my company, just a little.
[ He leans back on his hands and grins, finally. It's a tiny little poke. Not 100% back to normal, but his tone is very light and casual. Back to saying things without thinking through the consequences! ]
[ Romance is alive and kicking!! Or at least Midnight grabs his heart like it is, wincing in theatrical pain. ]
Oh, how the bitter must come with the sweet! If only I'd recorded that... ah, but how would a mere recording compare to the sweet memory of your blessed tolerance to my charms?
[ ... Okay, back to full silly, apparently? He's like a superball: you can't keep him down, even though after about two seconds you probably really want to. ]
Ah — Miss Gebura, at least bring your food with you...
[ Midnight will get up, stick his now fully wrapped sandwich in his pocket, then pick up the pizza and begin boxing it up as best as he can while also trying to keep up with wherever Miss Gebura's going. Because he's stupid. He's... stupid... ]
[ HE WILL. Later! For now, I will forcibly fade this scene to black so Midnight can have an excellent time pestering his beloved Miss Gebura tomorrow with whatever the TDM holds. For this evening, though, he'll be at her heels like a lovesick puppy. En... enjoy?? ]
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All I did was what I felt like doing. You thanking me for doing what I wanted is just kind of pointless.
[ Well, he sounds more like himself. A shame. She was enjoying the lack of flirtatious comments. ]
If you want to do me a favor, don't ask me to go somewhere if you're not at your full strength. Pass out again and I might just leave you on the ground.
[ She won't. But she has to say it. ]
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[ Midnight laughs, but it's more like a familiar huff. Spot says the same thing, for the same reason.
(It's now been 3 months since he's last seen his team. If he's here for another 6, he will officially have been here longer than he's known his Team A6. In less than that time, he knows that it'll be impossible for him to choose between them and his friends here. His affections grow far, far too quickly for someone his age. That will probably never get better.) ]
The fixers from your city... If you lot had a problem with apathy, I've yet to see it.
[ Not in a way that matters, anyway. Or at the very least, whatever apathy they have in them is very easy to understand. ]
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[ She shrugs. The last thing she needs is a vampire becoming incredibly fond of her, so please never tell her that to her face. Please curb your affections, Midnight. ]
I'm not that apathetic, I'm just easily irritated.
[ WHICH SHE CAN ADMIT. ]
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[ He leans back on his hands and grins, finally. It's a tiny little poke. Not 100% back to normal, but his tone is very light and casual. Back to saying things without thinking through the consequences! ]
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Before she rolls her eyes. ]
I don't hate you.
[ Wow. ]
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Oh, how the bitter must come with the sweet! If only I'd recorded that... ah, but how would a mere recording compare to the sweet memory of your blessed tolerance to my charms?
[ ... Okay, back to full silly, apparently? He's like a superball: you can't keep him down, even though after about two seconds you probably really want to. ]
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[ Gebura continues to be So Sweet. ]
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[ Midnight will get up, stick his now fully wrapped sandwich in his pocket, then pick up the pizza and begin boxing it up as best as he can while also trying to keep up with wherever Miss Gebura's going. Because he's stupid. He's... stupid... ]
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Thanks, buddy. ]