{白鐘 直斗} // Shirogane Naoto (
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melodiesofeternity2018-06-11 04:09 pm
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[Closed] Memories Border Nightmares
Who: Naoto Shirogane and Kanji Tatsumi
When: Evening after Dream Width Event
Where: B-02
What: Night falls; Kanji and Naoto discuss the Dream Width, Memory Nebulae, and... other things.
Warnings/Notes: Nothing really
Just saying 'it had been a long day' was the understatement of the week. From memories and new arrivals, it was exhausting, and for Naoto, she was looking at her iMog slate with some concern. There was an Asterisk here that she didn't remember receiving, but... that voice in the Dream Width said something concerning.
Sighing, and standing up from her bed, she quietly crept out of her own room and across the way. There, even in her pajamas, she knocked on the door and waited for an answer. Even if she wasn't sure about her situation, that could be put aside to check on how he was doing.
When: Evening after Dream Width Event
Where: B-02
What: Night falls; Kanji and Naoto discuss the Dream Width, Memory Nebulae, and... other things.
Warnings/Notes: Nothing really
Just saying 'it had been a long day' was the understatement of the week. From memories and new arrivals, it was exhausting, and for Naoto, she was looking at her iMog slate with some concern. There was an Asterisk here that she didn't remember receiving, but... that voice in the Dream Width said something concerning.
Sighing, and standing up from her bed, she quietly crept out of her own room and across the way. There, even in her pajamas, she knocked on the door and waited for an answer. Even if she wasn't sure about her situation, that could be put aside to check on how he was doing.
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But when he took a breath and turned his eyes to the sheets, fiddling with them between two fingers, he felt his heartrate slowing and the adrenaline not quite buzzing around so much in him. He needed to sleep and the adrenaline was doing the exact goddamn opposite.
"G-... g'night, Naoto." Was it weird that he wanted to do this again? If things got bad again, he realized what people meant when they talked about needing somebody, and... and if she needed somebody, y'know...?
He turned his head to bury his face in his pillow. He'll think about this another time. Until then, he needed to get his rattled ass to sleep.