thevoidsdarkhorse | Heart Game (Continued)

Heart Game (Continued)

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[The slow is appreciated. She flinches as she talks, a hand moving to her ear, and it takes a bit longer for her to parse out the words. She's not used to being TALKED AT and needing to RESPOND, always having all the time in the world.]

[But she makes the motions and don't move! Don't move at all, I can totally fight!!!]

[she just nods]

I know.

[to double check, does she have her weapons again]

[Yes she does. Not!tiny gets to have sharp things.]

[Gestures, demanding, who are you.]

My name's Hydra. I know you when you're older.

[A pause.]

Also, I have a sword and a knife with me. You can have them for now, if you want.

[WEAPONS!!!!]

[Toss them to the corner!!!]

[She tosses them to the corner! Then settles her hands on her knees and waits for Roxy's response.]

[She moves so there's a wall of CANS between her and Hydra. Protect me, Can Town.]

[And just....GLARING at her suspiciously.]

O....old?

[believe whatever calms your bitty kokoro]

Yeah. Um, in the future. Maybe that's hard to believe, but it's true. We're friends.

[friends with dokis]

[None can take on the power of Can Town. It is all knowing, all seeing, all powerful.]

[...friends...?]

[What is this magical word you speak of.]

Uh huh, friends! You, the older you, she's helped me a lot.

[the most painfully sincere honesty, to the point where she has to blink away a sudden tear or two]

So....so I'd like to help you, now.

....

I.....d....did?

[nodding]

You...she....I wouldn't have learned how to be happy, without that help.

[Tilts her head. How?]

It's a really long story.

[and a little hard to summarize]

But, at first, I didn't know anything about being a person. I thought there was nothing special about me......I thought it wasn't important if I got hurt. I thought my life didn't matter.

You taught me how to think differently, that it was okay to think differently. To....to be alive in a way that was really living. You considered me to be important. You thought it was worth it to care about me.

[crying a little more, unable to help it]

[O-oh.]

[That]

[That actually is really good to hear? Because her own sense of self has been brought into question. If she mattered, if she was important, but...she taught someone that? Didn't that mean...she knew?]

[Slowly, slowly she moves out from the cans, approaching her.]

[She's trying to blink away the tears, keeping her hands where they are so as not to break her promise of not moving except when Roxy said she could. Her vision is blurred, but she smiles a trembling little smile.]

I'm really glad to have met you, Roxy.

[O-oh.]

[And there's tears in her eyes now and you are GETTING A BITTY HUG.]

[Gently returns it!! One arm to start with, so Roxy doesn't feel trapped. And.....kissing the top off her head, laughing quietly.]

[There's a slight jolt because HOLY SHIT, YOU'RE WARM AND SOFT.]

[But she's gonna keep hugging and maybe cry on you a bit.]

[gently strokes her hair, murmuring reassurances and soft words of gratitude]

.....you don't have to be alone.

S.....

Sa...fe?

[nodding]

That's right.

[She let's out a soft sigh and leans against her.]

[Good.]

[GOD YOU'RE SO CUTE?????]

I love you, Roxy.

[it's meant platonically in this case since, you know, 5 year old]

[Who doesn't love a bitty.]

[Looking up startled at those words.]

[She's only heard those from her mom on screen, okay.]

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