leaberator | catchall for emma

[After spending the entire night having awful nightmares about one specific person, she leaves the house in a panic, looking for him. It could have just been a nightmare, she knows, but it seems so similar to what she experienced a day ago—

Once she finally sees him in the flower garden, she calls out immediately before rushing his way.]

Lea?!

[She isn't hiding her concern or worry as she looks over him, trying to make sure that he isn't injured, that nothing has happened to him.]

[ Lea looks... alright, if a little bewildered, sitting in the middle of the flower field for some reason. The only difference from yesterday is that he's wearing a red cloth with a pressed red flower as some kind of odd wristband and like he hasn't slept a wink. ]

Emma? Hey, you alright?

[She seems to deflate a little bit once she realizes he isn't hurt, but she still seems distressed, reaching out to take his arm.]

You're okay! Jesus, I thought you were...

[ he lets her, looking at her in concern ]

Of course I'm okay, why wouldn't I be?

It's...

[She hesitates for a moment, shaking her head.]

It seems stupid now. I just, I had this dream, where you were... [She trails off.] I didn't know if it was like the one we had on Thursday night.

[ he connects the dots with a shocked look ]

You-- had one too? [ w-wait ] About... me?

[ DON'T SOUND MORE SHOCKED ABOUT THE LAST ONE ]

Wait - we both had a dream like that?

[Yikes. She nods an agreement to his second question, though.]

Who was yours about?

[ he nods to the first part, but... he hesitates for a second before admitting: ]

Xion. [ it's probably been obvious they know each other, all things considered, but-- ] She's one of my best friends.

[ maybe don't say that about a 15 year old you weirdo ]

[it's fine she'll let him live this time]

You think everyone's having these...?

Believe me, I doubt Hisoka got something like this.

[ clowns are bad, actually? ]

It felt like that vision, but... It obviously wasn't the same. [ people aren't dead, for one thing. ] Why would we see that?

I don't know. I mean, I got put in that godawful shirt because I didn't go along with what the universe apparently wanted me to do and dance with my partner, but I can't think of anything else that...

[Oh. Hm.]

...Who did you vote for?

[ he looks off to the side, silent for a second as if considering how to answer that ]

Myself. [ it feels a bit odd, to admit out loud, but he thinks he gets where she's going. ] What about you?

[There's a pause, before she just. Sighs.]

The universe is an asshole.

[ he can't say bad words but he nods emphatically, voice dry. ]

No kidding. Aren't we having a hard enough time already? [ he pauses for a second before grinning up (well, okay, kinda up, because he's still stupid tall even when sitting, but look) at her a bit, sly ] Though... should I be flattered you dreamed about me?

[ she dreamed about you dying, jackass ]

It wasn’t exactly flattering subject matter, you know.

[As she sits down near him:]

I’m just glad you’re okay.

[ technically he was trying to lighten the mood but Okay, Too Soon. he rubs the back of his neck ]

Yeah, 'course. It takes a lot more than whatever this place has to get rid of me, I'll have you know.

Right. No problem you can’t stubborn your way through, I remember.

[...]

I hope yours wasn’t too bad.

You got it memorized.

[ please KILL me. he looks away at her follow-up ]

...Well, it wasn't great. Especially since...

Because you’re close to her, or... Is there another reason this was way uncalled for?

[ he blinks, like he was mostly thinking out loud, and that serves him right for being tired, he guesses. ]

... It's a long story. [ but, for once, he doesn't leave it at just that. ] I... lost her, a while back.

[Now that she's sitting, she's at a good angle to place a hand on his arm for a moment. Her voice is more gentle than he might be used to.]

...I'm sorry. I didn't realize.

[ it definitely is, and it takes him by surprise before he smiles at her, soft ]

Hey, nah, it's in the past. I got her back. I always get my friends back. Always.

[She lets it drop, then, resting her hands in her lap as she crosses her legs.]

That's... an impressive level of stubbornness.

I did warn ya. [ he shoves her shoulder with his own with a shrug ]

[She shoves right back, offering a smile.]

What'd you have to do to get her back? Unless that's part of the long story.

week one, early monday.

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