thebastion | day 80

Who: Night & Anyone
Open: Open
When: Day 80
Where: The Ranch, namely out in the pastures
What: After coming back with Rin from a failed trip to the Skyway Night has her own way of handling the situation.
Format: Either or, I'll run with both.
Warnings: Mentions of character death, language.

[Unsurprisingly, it was easy for Night to disappear for any short span of time with little consequence. Back in the days of her nightmarish youth it was a survival technique which she continued to put to use, although for awhile rarely, during her time living among humans. It was second nature to her.

So of course after her failed trip out to the Skyway with Rin she disappeared for two days. Her room was empty, bed untouched, coat left behind, and any other signs of activity were almost nothing. She had never experienced grief before, not to this extent. Anger, frustration, deep sadness and self-loathing yes; but nothing like this. She had never lost something- someone so dear to her before that she didn't know where to start in coming to accept this reality. How did she go on from here? How could she live any life now knowing the one person she ever truly loved was gone?

For awhile she felt lost. Like the small cat who used to belong to a small girl, she had no one to run to for unconditional comfort and love. The memories of her time with Monaka would resurface and she'd be brought to tears every time, unable to stopper the lump in her throat and the pain in her chest from growing.

Spread out over the tall pasture grass she'd been out here for hours and staring up at the sky while flies and bees hummed over her. One hand sat on her chest, just where her heart would be, and the other lay close to her head, in it clutching a few plucked wildflowers. At some point she'd need to return back to where everyone else was, but not today.]

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It isn't a bad thing to worry. You had good reason to. [Night sits up and gives him another soft smile.] Next time I'll warn you ahead of time so you can better prepare for the cold nights ahead without me!

Ha ha ha, so freaking funny.

[He wasn't cold, gosh.]

[Okay now she's grins just before a (fake) hurt look comes over her face.] Oh, I see how it is... If you really don't want me around at night I'll understand! I'll just go back to sleeping alone... and cold... just like before...

...Don't make me hug you.

[HONESTLY.]

[SCANDALOUS] Oh no! Anything but that! You're too cruel, Maka!

Yeah, I'm a real bastard.

[A real bastard that is trying to pick the bits of grass out of her hair at the moment.]

You're a mess.

[A small giggle escapes her. Yeah, she's pretty dirty. Sticks and leaves and dirt everywhere. On her.]

Am I? I hadn't noticed.

I know. You don't brush your hair much, do you?

I've never brushed my hair actually. [Not since she first got this body anyways.]

...Man, even I brush my hair.

[Night pls.]

Would it bug you if I did it for you?

Uhh...

[Well.]

If you can... I guess... [She runs a hand through her hair, but it doesn't get far. Good luck finding a brush that will get through this.] What, you don't like my wild mane look?

It's not that I don't, I just have to make sure there aren't parasites in there. I'll see if I can borrow the comb they use for the livestock.

[Hit and miss, Mr. Tsun.]

[If she were any other girl she would have taken that as an insult.

But this is Night, someone who A) is technically a cat and B) truthfully doesn't think very highly of herself anyways, so. The insult is looked over.]

I doubt there are any parasites. Anything that would try to suck my blood would just die.

Is that a demon thing?

[Neat.]

I don't know, it seems like a waste to have all of that hair and not take care of it. I know that's not the most masculine thing to say, but it's what I think.

Yeah.

[Now she's just toying with her hair.]

Huh? [Sorry, Maka but human concepts of what gender is are beyond her.] I'unno... I've just always had other more important things to do than take care of my hair and stuff. It never crossed my mind.

Well. It's the end of the world, no time like the present.

[CHEERFUL WORDS OF WISDOM FROM MAKA...]

[wowee, maka.]

Where do I start? [how do hair care.]

...Um, you could wash it, I guess.

[Does. Does Night even know how to bathe?

...Oh god.]

I'm not helping you with that.

I wash it! I just don't ever brush it...

[wow excuse u, maka, she is a cat and cats are SUPER hygienic. in different ways.

Her face flushes.]

I-I didn't ask for your help!

Ffffff-f-fine!

[OH GOD, Maka stop blushing you idiot, abort the operation--abort abort!]

N-Next time you wash it...um...run a comb through it a little. It tends to be easier to get tangles out when they're wet.

[The tips of her ears burn bright red as she looks away from Maka.]

Alright... I'll try that.

... But do you really think it matters?

...Maybe not, if you never brushed it in the first place.

[Yeah he's bunching up his collar to hide his STUPID EARS AND THEIR STUPID REDNESS.]

It might be better to use a hardy brush in that case, combs are a little frail.

No... I mean, do you really think trying to fix my hair matters? It's not like I'm trying to impress anyone... [Or that she likes herself enough to care.]

It doesn't matter what other people think! What matters is how you want to care for yourself.

... [She stares at him for a minute when a flicker of doubt crosses her face. Then she just smiles.]

Heh... You're right! Jeez, I'm so silly sometimes...

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