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[tenminutes]

[ Yuri curls up a bit where she is, nudging her laptop closer for warmth. It's pretty much out of power at this point, but since it's the community and it's magic, she can just access that without the rest of her laptop. Even if she'd still slept in the mansion the past could of nights, she didn't really feel right about it so she was out in the chapel now. If she wasn't dead, she was 90% sure she would've caught a cold by now.

Part of her was sick of all of the Ushiromiyas at this point. Not just Battler. Battler for making her love him then making it impossible to trust him, sure. Ange for wanting to so easily give up the one thing that Yuri wished she could have and couldn't. Their parents for apparently having been the ones who caused all of this in the first place. Eva for having been a shitty step-mom to Ange. She didn't really know much about the others, so she couldn't really say much about whether or not she was pissed of dealing with them. Hell, make that almost everyone involved in this damn game. The only one who she wasn't all that pissed at, funnily enough, was Eva-Beatrice.

Yuri's not staying in the main house anymore. She'd wandered around and found a couch to sleep on at first, not really wanting to sleep in the same room as Battler and not wanting to tell Ange why she was having a fight with Battler in the first place to just ask to stay in her room. Not because she wouldn't tell Ange the truth. It was because she wanted to tell Ange the truth and as much as she knew that was the right thing to do and she hated that Battler wouldn't, it was would have taken away any chances of whatever Battler's plan was of working or possibly just ruined her relationship with Ange if she still wanted to believe Battler. There was no good of getting involved there, so she just wanted to stay the hell out of the way until she was needed to save his life, then she could just... she didn't even know. Yuri didn't feel good about any of this, which certainly explained why she was curled up on a damned pew in the chapel. Of all the ironic places she could've ended up given how long she'd spent claiming she was going to kick God's ass...

Yuri stared at Battler's post for a bit, watching him basically try to hit on every single girl who commented and saying things that go a bit farther than her boobs. If there was one thing to piss her off about this more, it would be that. She'd still tried to hold out a hand to him, make sure she gave him something for his birthday, and the first she hears from him is him being drunk off of his ass and asking to see everyone's tits. It hurt her that even while she was mad at him, he just got drunk and acted like he didn't care. She knew he did or he wouldn't be drunk, but he'd flat-out ignored her attempt to talk, then she'd tried to say something and deleted it herself because it was that idiot's birthday so she could at least give him a break then. ]

Damn..

[ She didn't really want to stay out in the chapel, but it was this or the rain since she didn't really feel comfortable inside.. Yuri pulled out her laptop and decided to type a few words, no video in deference to the fact that she was presently curled up in a ball on a pew with her blankets from the afterlife over her shoulders. She'd gone to get them herself a little earlier. ]

[ TEXT ]

Does anyone have a waterproof tent? Maybe a little space heater. I'll pick it up myself and owe free worldhops to anyone who's got something. Or if you need something else instead let me know and we'll talk it over.

[ She could just go grab her mattress from the afterlife if she had a place to keep it, but she didn't have or know how to make a space heater or a waterproofed tent. Yuri was definitely too stubborn sometimes though. ]

Comments

[fortheworld]

We have some old camping equipment in storage, I believe. It's of little use to me, if you want to take it, but it's quite old.

[tenminutes]

As long as the tent can keep heavy rain out that's what matters most. Camping trips are kind of hard to do out in the really, really cold rain. I won't get sick or anything but that doesn't mean it's pleasant.

[fortheworld]

I suppose it wouldn't be. Give me an hour or so to find where it is, then you should be able to collect it at your convenience.

[tenminutes]

Thanks. I'll be over there in about an hour then! Unless you get back to me sooner. Anything you want in return?

[fortheworld]

It's fine. I'll hold you to the free worldhops.

[Video]

[material_guy]

Camping or homeless?

[Video]

[tenminutes]

Hm... Both? Both is probably the closest correct answer, since it's not like I'm forced to be homeless but I'm not exactly pleasure-camping.

[Video]

[material_guy]

A stake out?

[Video]

[tenminutes]

No. I'm avoiding staying in the house with Battler because he's an ass right now and it punishes him more to see me going through hardship than making him sleep at the foot of the bed.

[Video]

[material_guy]

Oi, oi, oi, is this really a good time for that?

written;

[entreats]

[ It's not like Ange is aware of any tension between Yuri and Battler, she's been too caught up in her own depression to notice. But she knows the end will come soon now either way, she just has to wait for Battler's game and see that and then learn the truth and.. then she can finally die, finally be liberated from everything.

Not that it takes away the fact that she still does care for the people important to her, so when she notices Yuri practically nowhere in the mansion and then finds this message on the community she does reply. ]

What's going on?

written;

[tenminutes]

Your brother's an ass and I'm mad at him. I don't think we can go more than a few months without having some kind of an argument.

[ At least that was all pretty true. ]

[entreats]

If you're mad at him you could just have come sleep in my room, not like I mind.

[ But then again, maybe Yuri is trying to run from her too, huh.. not that she can know for sure or know what the reason would be, but she's been in an even more pessimistic state of mind since everything happened so the thought occurs to her more easily than it usually would. ]

It's better than practically being washed away by the rain.

[tenminutes]

Is it fine if I don't say much about the argument we had? I'd rather not talk about it to anyone.

[ Though she's 90% certain that this is going to punish Battler a lot more than if she was warm and safe and with Ange.. but she's pretty sure Ange would feel better if she was warm and safe and with Ange, even if only a tiny bit. Hmmm, conflict. ]

[entreats]

As far as I care you two could have fought over who took the last piece of onii-chan's birthday cake.

[ Honestly, normally she would have been more curious. But she has her mind already made up on her own future so strongly that she can't bring herself to even be curious about it anymore beyond caring about both Battler and Yuri's well-being. ]

action;

[chestboard]

[he was the game master, the lord of this domain, so of course he knew where she was hiding, where her presence was on this island, so as soon as he was done with his little drinking escapade, not to mention done with harassing the other girls. not like he meant any of that however, he was just saying it for the sake of saying it, being his usual dumb self before he had fallen for yuri, how he was pretend and joke around with the girls, but be too much of a gentleman for anything to progress.

the man brought a hand up to his face, feeling the after effects of having drank so much, and so quickly too, he was feeling a little sick, and above all he was still overly lonely. ever since yuri and him had that fight he couldn't stop thinking about it, about how she said he couldn't be trusted, and dammit- he knows what he's doing is wrong, and it's all in a sick and twisted way, but it's the only way to get ange to live already.

slowly he opened the main doors to the house, exiting them and he looked around when he was outside. in his drunken state he had felt so hot, so he ditched his coat, hell, even his black vest was gone, he was simply in his red shirt, tie missing, and a few buttons undone from the top. he definitely looked intoxicated, if anyone would have happened to walk by and see him...

as he made his way through the garden he went around behind the mansion, searching for the girl, knowing where she was but it just didn't occur to him that he could teleport over there. each step felt so heavy, but he was trying, forcing himself to go, all because he wanted to see her, he hated fighting with her more than anything. eventually he spotted it, a simple tent out in all this rain, and he made his way towards it.]

...A tent...? [he whispered it to himself, thinking that this is exactly how stubborn yuri is, and just what she would do, it's so like her to tent outside instead of sleeping in one of the many other rooms in the house, or even sleep in the guest house which was a little ways away. he shook his head slowly, and then he knelt down in front of the tent, grabbing the zipper and he slowly undid it, listening to the sound of the zipper the entire time. he pulled the flap back and peered in, blinking a few times before his eyes finally landed on her.]

...Yuri?

action;

[tenminutes]

[ She can hear him as he starts making his way in. It isn't as though he's super quiet in his drunken stupor, especially not while he stumbles about and unzips the zipper with all the speed and finesse of a well-dressed snail. As Yuri turned around to look at him, she made note that he was likely just as slimy too. She'd been sitting there painting her toe nails (what else was she supposed to do in a tent in the middle of the rain?) in front of a little lantern. She screwed the cap back onto the bottle and looked over at him. Her eyes were narrowed, but less because she was angry and more because she was trying to keep her heart from dropping as she looked at his sopping wet state.

Greed was right, this really was kind of a jackass move to do on his birthday of all times but she really didn't see exactly how she could celebrate and pretend that everything was okay between the two of them. That probably would've just made things hurt more for him because he knew her better than anyone and he would've known the second that she tried to start pretending that it was wrong. Still, she kept her eyes steeled as he unzipped the tent and stared at her. ]

I hope you brought a towel, moron, you're not coming in here looking like you're going to flood the whole tent.

[ Not that she would really stop him.. ]

action;

[chestboard]

[...well, that's the kind of response he was hoping to get anyways.

in his drunken stupor all he could make out was her sitting there, a bottle in hand that appeared to be nailpolish, but that was besides the point, she was still there in front of him, and he recalled what she had said to him before. she's not on his side about this, she thinks he's wrong, and she's even going so far as to say he can't be trusted.

it hurt, it hurt him so much.

he felt the pain in his chest as it spread throughout him, and as he stared at her he just frowned a little more, making his way inside the tent, not saying a thing. as he crawled in he still didn't say a word, not even when he was right in front of her. no, he was soaked to the bone, completely wet, but even so he reached out to her, wrapping his arms around her he pulled her against him, holding her and he tightened his grip as he felt his stomach do flips at the thought of her not on his side.

he just.... needed her.]

action;

[tenminutes]

[ Yuri was expecting him to use magic to dry off or stay out in the rain to talk to her about whatever it was he wanted. What she hadn't expected was someone who she knew to be nearly as stubborn as she was climbing into her tent and embracing her, covering her with water and smelling strongly of alcohol and just.. ]

H-Hey! What're you doing, idiot!?

[ Still, Yuri didn't push him away and seemed to relax after a moment, wrapping her arm's around him and rubbing his back a little. Leaving him alone on his birthday.. maybe that was a little too much. ]

Sorry.

action;

[chestboard]

[yeah well.. he's not exactly thinking about that, right now he's just thinking about her, about how he must have hurt her, so much that she felt like he couldn't be trusted. he knows his plan is stupid, he knows that it might not even work, but he also knows that as soon as he shows ange the truth she'll die.

he can't just send his sister off to die just like that.

slowly he shakes his head, burying it against her, in the crook of her neck and he just pulls her tighter against him.]

I'm so stupid. Don't apologize just... let me hold you, at least let me have that much.

[justforyou]

...Guess Oriko's giving you a tent. Going camping?

[tenminutes]

Camping for justice.

[justforyou]

Is it for great justice?

[tenminutes]

Something like that. I can't really give details. Let's just say it's during one of the many battles of a relationship.

[justforyou]

Go get 'em.