can't relax at all these days [temp closed]

[hauntedsavior]

Who: Anna Amarande and you!
What: February event catchall
When: February
Where: Anna's house, more locations as they come in

Content Warnings: Violence, violence a second time, sexual content, more as they come in

a. a dream plays a song out of tune [closed to satoko and kainé]

Well, texting a witch who looks several years her junior for 2AM cuddle sessions is not necessarily Anna's best plan, but she doesn't really know anyone else who's good for it. She could ask her new roommate, sure, but... ha. Yeah, right, like K is interested in cuddling. She'd probably just call Anna a fucking loser and tell her to go hug a pillow. Which leaves this text hanging in the air.

Satoko.
You wanna come over?

And, because she can't just leave it at that, she sends something else that should probably already be obvious a moment later. It must be something about the moon this month that's making her chest ache for physical contact. Maybe it's just February. She hasn't had a reason to celebrate the 14th in a long time and doubts anyone around here celebrates it either, but that doesn't stop her mind from wandering.

Having another rough night.

Now to wait. Should she warn Satoko about anything? Probably not.

((right now this is closed but i will add more open prompts as my brain begins to work better))

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[hauntedsavior]

[well, that's something else that she can work on piecing together. she moves her hand so it's not that close to where satoko has clearly already taken some damage tonight, and there's a flash of memory as she does. something that she probably shouldn't remember, but it's there like it just happened.]

Did she say she wasn't going to let anyone hurt me? [she swears she can hear it in kainé's voice, perfectly inflected.] She thought you were coming for me. Never cared for a second whether she could stop you or not. She wasn't just ready to kill.

[it's not a helpful thing to say. it's barely anything more than the musings of satoko's idiot of a friend. but it's like she never even considered it as a possibility before right now.]

[loopsbian]

[ of all things, that's what drives satoko into stunned silence. dying is commonplace, ordinary; internal bleeding and injuries are just another way to pass the time. but someone else remembering- someone else she's only just met, even...

she relaxes after a few seconds, forcing her shoulders to untense. it's fine. or perhaps it isn't, but better anna to know than anyone else. ]

...something along those lines, yes. [ carefully carefree. nonplussed and nonchalant. ] How impressive, Miss Anna. I'll have to be more careful what I let you see, won't I?

[ it's a strange thing to say. but in her own way, it's the most honest she can be. consider it a favor, anna amarande. ]

[hauntedsavior]

[there's a pensive silence after that as she realizes that maybe... just maybe, she shouldn't have remembered. maybe this is strange. maybe it's because it was such an emotional time, whatever the specifics were. maybe she shouldn't be surprised that she has even more half-remembered snippets of reality to go off.]

I don't know. I don't remember it that clearly. I just know that... [she doesn't want to say it outright. it's obvious from the way her fingers press against satoko. anna had screwed something up and satoko had given her enough grace to make it right.] I should be thanking you. I know you won't like me saying it, but I'm doing it anyway.

...How many people end up remembering, usually?

[loopsbian]

[ why thank her if anna knows she won't like it? besides, the truth is simpler: she does enjoy it, at least on some level. it's nice to be appreciated, after all! especially with all the hard work she's been putting it lately... ]

You aren't the first, if that's what you're asking. Though you're certainly the quickest. [ she stretches, pressing back into anna after a moment. ] Three others I'm aware of. Almost certainly more, of course, but they had the good sense to keep quiet.

[hauntedsavior]

Didn't think you'd want me keeping quiet.

[she curls a little more, childishly pressing her nose against the back of satoko's head just long enough to be embarrassed by it. you're 30, amaranth. what the fuck is your problem.]

Not about that, at least. Lots of other stuff that I'm keeping quiet about. [like the two of them doing this every time anna gets too pathetic to survive another night on her own. there's something she's unwilling to give voice to, but isn't that always the case? she breathes out slowly.]

Am I wrong? How long would you have let me go thinking I could outsmart you by keeping secrets?