imaginemeandyuu | Alma's unconscious game

((Alma's unconscious game goes here! I have put up a discussion plurk here since I know a bunch of the folks playing it don't use irc, any questions etc can go there. If for some reason you don't have access, let me know.

Since a large part of this unconscious is puzzle-based, if you need to leave and come back later: 1) you can handwave that you went along with the group or 2) if you want to explore everything yourself still, feel free to assume your character wandered off/back to check something (etc) -- but note that when you come back, you'll find whatever puzzles have since been 'solved' will remain 'solved'. It won't reset, so any paths that are opened or anything like that will stay that way.

That said, there are multiple things to do here, and changes still impact things, so if you oocly have to leave and come back, and when you do everything seems 'done', there are at least still things to look at and possibly multiple paths which you might want to do something about, so don't feel discouraged from starting back in after other people have opened doors or w/e)).

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Alma.

Yuu--Guil--I...

. . .

[reaches for him]

Come here.

[Like a skittish animal, hesitantly moving closer.]

[holding a hand out to him]

Alma.

[Taking his hand.]

I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. [Chokes on his words a bit.]

[. . . tugs him closer, squeezing his hand]

I don't need it. Whatever you're apologizing for—I don't need that.

[Letting himself be tugged, still kind of unsure about close-ness but by this point he is too numb to everything to really muster up enough feels to be confused about it.]

I don't know what I'm apologizing for. I just hurt so much. I can't watch this.

[pulls him forward roughly, forcing him to step up out of the mud or stumble forward against Kanda's chest]

We can't look away anymore. Any of us.

[Stumbling is more of the M.O. for this level of trauma.

He puts his free hand against Kanda's chest, like he's going to shove away, but instead is just clinging.]

I can. I still have that ability.

. . .

[tilting his head forward a little, pressing his face against Alma's hair, voice a low murmur]

. . . why would you want to?

[..Leaning his forehead against Guil's chest.]

I don't know. I don't know anymore. If I don't turn away I won't be able to continue. If I can't continue, then what am I? What's left? I can't be the same as him. I'm not strong enough.

I don't think any of us are strong enough alone.

[wrapping both arms around him]

But . . . we're not alone.

[Suddenly gross sobbing! I'm sure you're used to that by now.]

Is it that easy? Nothing is that easy.

[not even blinking, just holding him more firmly]

I never said it was easy. It's anything but easy.

But it's possible.

[Hits his chest (lightly) with one of his fists. The other still clinging to him.]

I can't! I can't!

Yeah, you can.

[Just kind of dissolving into broken sobs. Yep.]

Not--not right now. I can't right now. May--maybe another day I w-will be strong enough.

[smoothing his hand over his hair]

I'll wait for you.

. . . but you're miserable where you are. It'll get worse for a while—but after that. Once you go through it . . . Even if it's the most painful thing. It's better, after.

[Quieting a bit, swallowing up some of these sobs and trying to put himself together in some form or fashion.]

If I make it to the other side, I'll hold you to that.