8052/As Tears Go By

As Tears Go By
Date of Scene:	29 September 2021
Location:	Ellie's Room
Synopsis:	No description
Cast of Characters:	Yukio, Negasonic

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Yukio has posed:
Yukio felt she's had a bit of a breakthrough with Ellie, having managed to put an end to the blackmail, getting that ridiculously cool yanki jacketto, and more importantly having seen Ellie shed tears. That's kind of a big deal. So while she left Ellie to her own devices for the rest of the day, the following day comes a knock on Ellie's door. Followed by another. And another. In fact, Yukio keeps knocking until she hears something.

Negasonic has posed:
Ellie is regretting all of that crying shit too. She had beat herself up for it all day, all night, and most of today which had led to very little sleep. Which isn't any better in early afternoon, which finds her sitting, still in pajama pants and a long t-shirt, at her desk infront of a notebook. Writing, with a pen, in what very well could be a journal, but nobody better ever call it that. When there's a couple sharp knocks, she assumes cop... or teacher... but definitely not Yukio. "Come in." She shouts at it, without looking up. "Whatever you're hear to blame me for, Gabby did it."

Yukio has posed:
"It's not nice to brame Gabby, Gabby is good gal," Yukio responds immediately as she walks inside, the room, carrying a small plate. Delicious smell follows, if a bit on the sweet side. On the plate is a crepe wrapped into a cone, holding within a scoop of chocolate ice cream, and fine slices of strawberry. "Eri-san, douzo!" Yukio announces, as she thrusts the plate with the freshly made treat her way. "Tears are salty, so I want to give for you, sweet!" There's a rather huge, endearing smile on her face, that somehow makes it all the way to her eyes, as in, her very graze projects the sincerity of her smile.

Negasonic has posed:
"Oops." It's hard to tell when Ellie actually feels guilty for getting caught, even to those who know her. She does, though. Deep core stuff, which is super weird for her because she absolutely usually wouldn't. Damn you Yukio, damn you! Her stomach twists in knocks seeing the Japanese implant, to whom she grins when she turns away from her notebook. The book is closed with two fingers as she spins, hand then going into her lap when she's offered a plate of... what even is that? ".. you made that? For me?" Squinting. "You don't have to do that." Because she's paranoid, for... some reason? That doesn't mean she wont accept it, but she does so tenatively and with caution.

Yukio has posed:
"Yes! I make for yoooouuuuuu!" She sings out the last part cheerfully, "it's harajuku styru crepe!" She strikes a funny pose, as if she was a character in a video game, before presenting the plate to Ellie, "eat, make feel better!" Yukio sneaks in a quick squeezing hug of Ellie after she takes the plate, "...I ar..," she pauses, squints, and actually manages to correctly pronounce, "I aLso want to talk, talk to you. Yes, my friendo. First take bite, nom-nom-nom!"

Negasonic has posed:
What the fuck, Yukio.

Ellie can't help grinning. It's still a sardonic expression on her face, but it's still a grin. A grin that makes her pale face look too awkward, and feel even more awkward, so she forces herself to stop doing it, but here we are. The plate, the hug, the happy way she does fucking everything. "You would be so infuriating, if I weren't kind of-" Do not finish that. So she does not finish that. She takes the fork and cuts into the side of the crepe to put a bit into her mouth. There's regret, sure. Regret because she shouldn't have waited 16 years to taste this. Regret that she feels like she cannot possibly be upset after having done so...

her expression says how good it is. How much she likes it.

"It's okay I guess." As she eats another bite. Fighting the urge to just shove it in her facehole.

Yukio has posed:
Yukio observes Ellie closely, apparently quite eager to see if she likes the treat she made for her. "....good?" She asks after Ellie takes the first bite, before putting on a radiant smile, "you rike! I know you rike!" She giggles, looking quite happy, apparently taking Ellie's expression more so than her words, which suggest it's just okay. "So...you tough yanki gal, but you didn't want to make the rude girls aporogize." Yukio recollects from the other day, "and you cry, I never think, Eri-san cry...bery tough, so, I want to know you."

Having taken a moment to think, wondering if she phrased it wrong, and eventually rethinks the whole thing and offer, "you herpu me, I want herpu you, Eri-san. Will you tell me why you cried?"

Negasonic has posed:
Bamboozled! Ellie would feel betrayed, but she doesn't... her eyes drop down to the plate in her lap, the fork she uses to eat it dancing around the syrup of warming ice cream coming out of the small bit of crust left after her ravenous hunger attacked it. "Uh... I'm not that tough." She admits, quiet voice. Not even sure how to approach telling something like that. Or if she wants to tell... Actually, she does and that bothers her? Sort of. it's weird.

"I did want to make them apologize, but they scare me. Girls like that. They have everything and they still try to talk down to someone like you?" She didn't care that they talked down to her. Not at all. She's use to that. "You're great, beautiful, funny, and talented- They don't get to talk to you like that." Which doesn't explain why she cried.

"I-... mm... It's hard to explain? I'm not trying to dismiss the quesiton or anything, I just don't know where to start." She takes another bite, the last really, and sets the plate aside. "I wouldn't have done anything if you hadn't been there."

Yukio has posed:
"You. Are. Tough." Yukio states, punctuating each word with a press of her finger into Ellie in a friendly poke, affectionate poke. "Yes, make them very small people," Yukio notes, before her face lights up again, "I did it! I say small perfectry!" She giggles at her achievement, before muttering the word a few times, "small. Small shoe! Small human! Small house! Yes!"

She's only distracted for another moment, before getting back to her point, "ah, yes, small...they have a lot but rook down at others, that is being weak!" But then when Ellie points out how she was more bothered by those Mean Girls insulting Yukio, it makes Yukio gush, "awwww!" She wraps her arms around Ellie and rests her head on her shoulder, "you really like me, thank you."

She lets go after a few moments and goes to sit on Ellie's bed, "...I want to make apologize because it was wrong, what they did, but sometimes, letting go is okay. In Japan, you would be right to walk away and say nothing."

"So...what made you cry? Do you know that?"

Negasonic has posed:
Ellie listens to Yukio, grinning at the excitement she shows just for saying the word right. There's a little nod of encouragement, "You did." Say it right, and then she's being hugged... with a head on her shoulder. At first she doesn't know what to do, but she wraps her arm around the back of Yukio's shoulders and rests it there for a second. Head tilting to rest against the Japanese students.

She doesn't stop her pulling away and going back into a flood of information and questions, and nods. "I do, yes. A lot." Something she'll have to explain later, when she doesn't think it would send her running. But Ellie is a girl still sticks in her head. No sense losing a friend to stupid feelings, right?

At the last question, she takes a breath and shrugs. "I wanted to hurt them. And I could have... I almost did. But I'd have hurt everyone. And destroyed the mall... and got us in a lot of trouble. I guess it reminded me that I feel weak? Small, like you said. Not worth attention or appreciation... I don't feel like I deserve to be here or cared for."

Yukio has posed:
"Good, good, I like Eri too," Yukio says with a beaming smile, not understanding any underlying subtext she might be missing. She has no clue she even hurt or offended Ellie at all.

Then comes the actual answer to her question, and Yukio looks very serious for a moment, and before Ellie can even notice her movement, she's already hugging Ellie again, this time more tightly. "You are a good soul, Eri-san, I am very happy to be your friendo. You know you are stronger, so you don't kill them, I like." Naturally, she ruins the moment as she gets another word correctly, "you hear!? Eri-san! I say like! Like like like, I like Eri-san," she giggles, and lets go of Ellie to do a little silly dance around her, before getting right back to topic, stabbing through the 'woe is me' section by telling Ellie, "you deserve my harajuku style crepe! Because you're sweet! Jaaa!"

Negasonic has posed:
Yukio hasn't hurt Ellie at all. If anything, she makes her feel better.. Feel really good... and sure there's weird feelings, but she's not a dumbass who is ruled by her feelings. What does she look like, a man? Instead she grins at the Japanese girl and nods. Closing her eyes when she does like she, too, is in an anime.

"You did." Ignoring all the positive stuff Yukio said about her because that's not easily swallowed or heard. "You're adorable. God." Another laugh, but they're way too close to other students for Ellie to be laughing, so she chokes that shit right the fuck off. Glancing side to side, with a pensive little half frown. That becomes a grin again.

"Thank you for the harajuku." In fairness and in her defense, she didn't want to talk about the woe is me stuff at all!