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I ain't doin' you favours, asshoal. We haven't talked in for-fucking-ever and I know you betta than most of these chumps anyway.

So, go on. Vent, mothafucka.

[Okay, Meenah, you asked for this. With Latula gone, next to Kurloz, you're probably his best friend in this place.]

Ok, tho, I get my mind piethed back together for one week. What fucking uthe ith that to me ekthept to remind me oh tho fh-fucking clearly that I'm a headcathe becauthe I pulled a grandiothe pthionic thtunt to thave all your thorry aththeth, then you killed uth anyway! Good job, Meenah, A-thhitting-pluth for leaderthhip thkillth. I'll get you a nithe 'you tried' thtar to thtick up on your wall for that one if I can thtill remember to do it when my witth ekthplode onthe again into a thcramble of white noithe thtatic and glittery jpeg artefactth. [His voice has turned unreasonably bitter. He stops, reels himself in, takes a breath and continues more quietly.]

I lothe my eyethight and then I lothe her too. We'vhe been together for longer than I can remember even now, tho now what? I don't even know if I'll remember thhe'th gone when everything goeth back to normal. I left mythelf a note – a recording, but what if it ithn't enough. What if... [The yellowblood's voice cracks, just faintly.]

What the grubthhitting fuck am I thuppothed to do without her?

[And that is essentially what a tidal wave of bad feelings sounds like. She's quiet, trying not to let it have an impact on her. It's just that hearing so much of his voice is bringing back some pretty heavy memories. Fuck, she hates this place. She's felt so fucking out of sorts lately and it makes it hard for her to sounds as confident as she generally is. But she tries anyway, and she's pulling it off pretty well.]

Hey. You know scrod damn well I wouldn't have made the choice if I hadn't thought it was the best one for all of us. [Which..isn't entirely true, but she doesn't want to admit that.] Being a leader is about doing what's best for everybody overall, and I did that. We had a second chance, we just got fucking dragged here like the catch of the day. There's nofin I can do to help that!

I lost people too, yaknow. It sucks and I don't know what you're meant to do, but you can't just fucking stop. If you do that, then it's like you reely aren't you. You wouldn't be Mituna, you'd just be like. What? A growth on Latula? You can't just give up when you made it this fucking far.

[She growls, regretting this already because wow she is too fucking impatient for emotions.] I'll be here to help. I ain't gonna let you flounder in the deep end. I got your back. Even if you think I'm a shitty leader.

[He's muttering to himself as she talks to him, and it could almost.. almost be said that he's mimicking snatches and phrases of what she's saying, mocking just out of range of her hearing.

When she says that last part, though, he quiets, and after a moment or two lets out a quiet sound that might just be edging on a laugh.]

Thankth, printheth. You're a halfway dethent friend, even if you are a thhitty leader.

[Mituna, you're a jerk, this is as close as she gets to heartfelt. And now she's wound herself up enough to be both angry and sad at the same time.

She's trying pretty hard to hide it and she's thanking fuck this isn't video because yup, those sure are tears that she's wiping away furiously. It's a lot to take at once, really. Knowing this is probably the last coherent discussion they'll have, knowing she's a shitty leader and losing rad girl on top of it? Fuck that noise.]

Fuck you, I'm the best at both. [There is a very stifled choked sound at the end of that, do not fucking call her on it. She's going to sniff unattractively now.] This place shitty. But. I'm really fucking glad we aren't alone.

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Yeah. Me too. [A pause.] There'th thomething wrong with the line, I keep hearing thniffing thoundth. [Subtle.]

I've got an empty houthe if you want.. [He leaves that hanging a moment. Another word and it'll start leaning towards perverted.. oh what the hell.] .. to come over and thpend thome quality time with me...

Your starfish probably got broke. [Ahem. She's totally better now.]

Uh. [Is he hitting on her? She'll never know. But she knows better than to take it seriously.] Shore. We can watch a movie or somefin. Lemme just peel Cropora off and I'll leg it over. Gimme the address.

[He might be hitting on her, but it never goes past words. There's the faintest grin evident in his voice as he replies.]

I'd heard about that unfortunate growth of yourth. Thcrape it off before you get here, I don't need that kind of thhit in my houthe. It'th the theventh on Phanga.

[Luckily it happens enough that she hardly even notices. She knows he'd never fail on the rad girl, even if he still makes the comments.]

Pretty shore just about everyone heard. [Groan.] I know, I won't. Be there in a mo'. [She clicks off the feed, makes excuses at Cronus and is able to shakily float toward Mituna's house.

Only, Meenah isn't patient enough to get a hang of these powers so she's been zooming around like a crazed bird. She's also having brake issues, so don't be too surprised when she slams into the door and groans dejectedly from outside.]

Tuna boy?

[Nice landing, Meenah. Mituna pulls himself up off the couch with a snort when he hears that thud and the following groan, and moves to the door, pulling it open. Despite the fact he can't see her, he still manages to look cocky as fuck.]

Have a good trip?

[Oh, how the tables have turned! Now Meenah is being a clutz and she could not hate it more. Fuck this shit, seriously.

She stands up and scowls at him, even if he can't see it.]

Yeah, haha. Reel funny. Lemme in. [She pushes past him, wandering into his home and looking around.]

Ow-- fuck-

[The shove nearly sends him toppling, but he catches himself against the wall and shakes his head in an attempt to clear the lingering disorientation. After that, he follows the sound of her footsteps.]

What'th thuddenly turned you into the gratheleth wonder?

[Meenah fails to feel bad for that, mostly because she's failed to notice. She hasn't really acknowledged that he's blind, if it's been pointed out it's slipped her memory.]

Can't you tell? [She whirls around to look at him, pointing at her eyes and not realising it means nothing.] I got the mad eye powers. Shit is hard to control, yo. I figured it was easy.

I can't thee you, geniuth. [Before she can make a crack at his hair being in the way, he pushes it aside to show off the million-mile-stare he's been wearing for the week. He's looking towards her voice, but there's not even the slightest hint of his being able to focus on her.]

And it ith eathy, what'th wrong with you.

Why not? Move your fringe, tuna boy. Take a look at my- Oh. Sheesh. Why'd you have to go do that now when I got the cool eye thing goin' on? [He pouts because he knows she caan't see it.]

It ain't easy, you're only sayin' that cuz you're used to it. Duuuh.

Take a picture, it'll latht longer.

[He'll look at your cool eye thing when he can actually see it, Meenah. Of course he might not care at that point.]

Tho, what, you want me to help?

Is that a legit suggestion? Cuz don't think I won't.

[Because she really needs a useless picture of Mituna's face.]

Nope. I can figure it out myshellf. We're meant to be chillin cuz I'm a good frond and all that shit.

[Paaaaause.] You got food somewhere?

Thould have known you'd jump at the chanthe for a few thelfieth.

[He shrugs one shoulder, then nods and makes a gesture in the vague direction of the kitchen.]

Thure. Don't athk me where anything ith, I don't fucking know.

It ain't selfies if I'm not in it. Unless you want me to be all quackbeast facin' alongside you.

[She grabs his hand and aggressively drags him into the kitchen with her, leaving him to stand while she rummages.]

I got a sixth sense for sugar.

That wath the point, krillthponge. Take a picture tho I can thee it later.

[He's about to go further into how obvious that is, when she's suddenly dragging him and he's letting out a loud squawk of alarm, all his concentration going to maintaining his balance. When she leaves him standing there he does indeed simply stand there, twitching a little.]

... The f-ffuck was that?!

Later.

[They can get to the photos later, gosh. Ain't you ever had a slumber party before? The pictures come after you stuff your face.

Which Meenah intends on doing. She thinks she can pull together a delicious as fuck sandwich from this, if she can actually focus on it. She looks over her shoulder, raising an eyebrow at him]

The fuck was what?

That! Who the fuck dragth a blind guy through hith houthe.

[And then eats all his food. Rude, Meenah.]

I do! So you wouldn't get lost, obviously.

[She snorts before turning back to the fridge and starting to stack some food up in her arms so she can turn it out on the counter.]

You want a sandwich or you wanna shut up?

Are they mutually ekthcluthive?

[Just going to squint in your general direction, Meenah..]

They are now. [She doesn't even bother looking, or even waiting for an answer. She's already preparing these delicious sandwiches and he can't do a damn thing.] Choose wisely, homeslice.

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