[when elsa spots alex at the port, she doesn't run after her or anything weird like that—but she does gently pick up her pace, until she's walking almost next to her.]
[as she walks, the emotionshare starts to spread between them—elsa's ever-present background anxiety, worry, and concern wrapping around alex's senses like a mosquito trapped in a radio between stations. but her trepidation about speaking to alex crosses through her curiosity, producing a foreward momentum. other than that, though, she's relatively okay—positive, even.]
[ cool, they can have a little anxiety feedback powerjam. there's anxiety, worry and a little bit of dread constantly bubbling in the background, but it comes and goes. alex is good at keeping it locked down, so it doesn't interfere, but like anything imperfect, bits and pieces slip through.
aside from that, and a lingering sadness, she feels... okay. pleased that elsa's talking to her. content with where they are at this moment in time, with the sea in the distance and no metal corridors or endless void of space staring back at them. ]
I think it's just left over from the weekend, and everything that's happening. It's tricky, trying to focus on what needs to be done and not get hooked on what happened... but also not forgetting it too soon?
Some people seem to be doing better at feeling it and trucking on anyway, though. I'm a bit envious of them. [ has she had one meltdown this week? maybe. i'll never tell. ]
[ yes. before it burns down in a fiery disaster in like a day's time. ]
Oh, yes I'm up for that. Have you been there yet? [ they do really great wine, elsa. WINE. ]
Yeah. I like looking at the stars rather than being up there in the middle of them, for sure.
[ music blasts, they walk in like something out of mean girls. everyone move, you can't sit with them. ]
I'm pretty sure you just think about what you want and it shows up? I've kinda given up on figuring out where the food and drink comes from, I'm just enjoying it instead.
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w2, Tuesday sometime?
Hi.
[smile.]
double thumbs up
Hello there.
Enjoying the new location? [ miss pirate elsa. ]
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[hence. the outfit.]
What about you?
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[ we’ll see how she feels next week, yikes ]
Also, I feel very tired. But that doesn’t surprise me.
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Not sleeping well?
[as she walks, the emotionshare starts to spread between them—elsa's ever-present background anxiety, worry, and concern wrapping around alex's senses like a mosquito trapped in a radio between stations. but her trepidation about speaking to alex crosses through her curiosity, producing a foreward momentum. other than that, though, she's relatively okay—positive, even.]
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aside from that, and a lingering sadness, she feels... okay. pleased that elsa's talking to her. content with where they are at this moment in time, with the sea in the distance and no metal corridors or endless void of space staring back at them. ]
I think it's just left over from the weekend, and everything that's happening. It's tricky, trying to focus on what needs to be done and not get hooked on what happened... but also not forgetting it too soon?
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[mutual anxiety and mutual pleasure at each other's company! this is good. weird... but good!]
...Are you feeling that, by the way?
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[ heck yeah anxiety vibin'. ]
In a weird way, it's... nice to know I'm not the only one lowkey worrying about all this. [ haha! buddies. ]
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Everyone's feeling it. [she tucks her chin in, looking down thoughtfully.] I've always been a worrier, though.
[...]
Do you wanna get something at the pub?
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[ yes. before it burns down in a fiery disaster in like a day's time. ]
Oh, yes I'm up for that. Have you been there yet? [ they do really great wine, elsa. WINE. ]
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[and maybe she wants more of that!!!]
Have you?
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[ elsa off the string... what pirate sins will she do? ]
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[elsa.]
Wanna share a meal?
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Sure. There's a lot of fish dishes there just so you know, so hopefully you like those.
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I'm a seafood fan, actually. Coastal upbringing does that.
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Let's just say I learned a lot.
[PUB TIME]
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[ PUB TIME! ]
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[PUB TIME!!
they enter the pub as one united front.]
I'll grab a seat.
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[ music blasts, they walk in like something out of mean girls. everyone move, you can't sit with them. ]
I'm pretty sure you just think about what you want and it shows up? I've kinda given up on figuring out where the food and drink comes from, I'm just enjoying it instead.
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...And I've been ordering at the counter this whole time.
Well, um. Wanna... think us up some... food?
[seat's taken for everyone but alex]
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Hmm.
Well, I think it has to be things on the menu? So... if we start with something on there we should be fine.
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[she gestures to alex.]
Go for it. I'll eat anything, at this point. [...] Well--anything on the menu, I mean.
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[ and then
surprise. fish stew. also fish sticks and a spicy version of the fish stew. ]
Oh wow that interpreted it loosely.
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[she giggles.]
Let's... eat?
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