skaterbrain | ☆18 [voice

The house was too quiet. He woke up after the craziness of the past two weeks wanting to reconnect with his sister, but when he'd gone looking the house was too quiet. There was the chicken still, sure, but otherwise the usual sounds were missing. Beat had never been a very observant person, but it was hard to miss silence. He searched the house room by room, went to All Passions, checked the school, then came back to the house and stared at the vacant room. There were drawings, a letter, a personal item or two and a familiar necklace.

It only meant one thing.

After he finished screaming and punching holes in walls that would inevitably fix themselves, Beat found himself sitting in the middle of a trashed living room, looking at raw knuckles and realized other people needed to know. Someone had to remember her in case he ever disappeared.

Someone had to know she existed.

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Rhyme's gone.

...She-- She's gone.

All Passions's closed 'til...I dunno. Sometime.

Rainbow kid, it's jus' you an' me now.

... [He tightens bruised fists around a bell charm and it rings dully.]

Beat out.

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Beat... [She paused. Just sitting there after hearing that didn't feel right at all, even after everything that happened during the last shift. That left only one thing. ~~After making sure it was private so no one would hear her saying something nice~~]

Where are you? I'm going over there right now.

...At-- [It isn't home anymore, not without Shiki, Phones, Ribbons - not without Rhyme. He can't call this place home.] ...the house. You can't come. It ain't...good right now.

If I was the one saying that instead, would you accept that answer? [If he really wanted to be by himself then she couldn't stop him. Everyone needed time alone once in a while, but she didn't think that was one of those times. She was sure she wasn't the only one who would think that.]

I'd be a pretty bad friend if I didn't even try to help you!

Nngh...I guess not.

[No, he knows he wouldn't, but at the same time, it's easier to be nicer to other people than to want to accept such niceties for himself. Besides, he's punched holes in the walls and his knuckles are bruising up and that'll only make her worry more.]

Gimme some time. I gotta do...something.

...Okay. [Wait, was she really agreeing to that so quickly?] Just don't go completely silent on me.

[To be honest, she didn't really think he would do that. Sure, she didn't know exactly what that 'something' was, but now wasn't the time for her to poke and prod him for answers. ~~Scolding, on the other hand...~~]

Mm. I just gotta find the Soda pin. I dunno if she--

[Left it. Technically, Rhyme had been the one to be better at using them. He'd just somehow or another stumbled on it and been able to since she was here. Without her, would his pins even work? Would he start to fade again?]

...Guess I gotta do it the hard way. Y'know where I can find bandaids?

Huh? [Pins and bandages? If he hadn't said anything about soda, she could have at least assumed that he was talking about sewing something. The part about bandages was a lot harder to misinterpret, however.]

The clinic, probably. There might be something in the item shop too.

Ugh, item shop then. Last thing I need is a doc askin' me why my hands're on the fritz.

Listen, I'll tag you when I get back from there, aight? Just-- ..don't go anywhere 'til then.

Oh, all right... I promise I won't go anywhere.

[She still wasn't happy about him being hurt, though.

While she was sure that he really meant 'don't come anywhere near the house', in the end she took a seat at the bridge that was closest to the Wind Building and stayed put anyway.]

[And about twenty minutes later, Beat is outside of the item shop, trying to figure out how to put bandages on himself.]

Hey, where you at?

Wha--!? Oh. [He would hear some fumbling before she answered him properly. She...may or may not have been dozing off a bit.]

I'm at the bridge by the Wind Building. I don't have to tell you where that is, right?

[akf;ja Such a lady.

Beat is confused for a moment, then shrugs. He shoves the bandages in his pockets for later.]

Yeah, I know it. Be there in ten.

[She was totally ladylike!! She was just...appreciating nature! Yeah, that was it.]

Okay, good. I'll be waiting here still.

[Hopefully she wouldn't be asleep or something by the time he got there.]

[He arrives uncharacteristically late, hands shoved in his pockets to keep their bruised appearance from Jane's eyes. He stops a few feet away from her, nodding his head.]

You aight?

[Jane didn't answer. In the meantime she had found a comfortable spot, closed her eyes for a second, and...yeah. She was out like a light. There was the telltale rising and falling from her breathing though, so there was some evidence that she hadn't suddenly keeled over.]

[He still felt bad for trying to kill her during that weird week and now that she was sleeping, he wasn't sure if he should wake her.

But then sleeping outside, even in nice weather, was bad for the health or so he'd heard. Maybe from Rhyme, even. He grit his teeth and reached over, poking Jane in the arm.]

Yo.

[There was a soft grumble at that poke. Certain circumstances had molded her into a light sleeper, and the relative safety of Luceti hadn't changed that.]

Hmm...? What?

[She stirred a bit more, but her eyes weren't quite open yet.]

If you're gonna sleep, go inside.

[He crosses his arms over his chest, cringing slightly at his stinging knuckles.]

Blondie, yo, wake up.

Just five more min-- [Wait, 'Blondie'? Oh. Oh dear.] I-I'm awake! I'm definitely awake!

[She sprang to her feet, although her leftover sleepiness impeded that a little. Geez, how embarrassing...]

[He just watches as she jumps up, rubbing the back of his head.]

If you was sleepy, why not just stay in? It ain't like I'm going nowhere.

Because I don't want to stay in! [Hey, a straightforward answer.]

You said before that your hands were messed up, right? Let me see. I want to try healing them. [She could have said that when he was talking about his hands being on the fritz, but whatever.]

[UHHHHHHHHHH. Beat jumps slightly and shoves both his hands into his pockets.]

No, I'm aight. They'll heal up on their own.

[She frowned. Was that a weird question or something? She was still new to this whole healing thing.]

Are you sure? Did they already stop hurting?

[Hurting? No. But they were fading in and out sometimes and he didn't want her to see that.]

...Sorta. I heal up faster'n most, so don't worry.

Look, sorry for makin' you sit out here.

[The pout on her face showed how she felt about that excuse.]

You didn't make me sit out here. I came out here because I wanted to.

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