fandomhighdorms | Puffin Roof; Friday Afternoon.

Ranma was, as always, avoiding the social event. He was walking around at a sluggish sort of pace, not really in a hurry to do anything, or even headed anywhere. He actually didn't even notice Setsuna as he was slowly passing by Puffin.

Sakurazaki's eyes shift slightly at motion, and she sees Ranma, recognizes that it's him, a quiet, informative little, "Oh, look, it's Ranma; that's nice" drifting in her head before she turns back to looking at nothing, turns back to her thoughts and lets out a long sigh.

Huh. Scouting out Ranma had actually been the last job she'd actually been given. Since then, nothing. And that wasn't even much of a job. Were things just going well? Did they no longer have any use for her? Maybe there'd been more than what Ojou-sama had said that had her being sent here. Maybe she...

...Maybe she should stop thinking so much. Sakurazaki sighs again, looking back toward Ranma, who'd made it well across the area by then. She calls out him him. //"Hey, Ranma!"// A slight hesitation. //"What'cha up to?"//

Ranma brightens as he sees her and hops to the roof to sit beside her. //Nothin' at all. How 'bout you?"

//"You know that thinking too much thing you always tell me I need to work on?"//

Ranma laughs a bit. //Whatever it is Setsuna... You shouldn't let it bother you. You're much cuter when you smile.// Ack! Why'd he just say that!? Talk about sticking your foot in your mouth...

((OOC: Won't be about to play this thread too long for the moment, only til 7:40. But I'll be back around 11 or 12. Mann... Michigan killed me... But it was more the shots I had to get than the un-airconditioned dorms...))

The look Sakurazaki gave Ranma at that point was a little bit of a glare, but there's a smirk in the corner of her mouth. //"Don't say things like that,"// she says. //"I'm not supposed to be cute."//

[[you were in michigan today? ;_;]]

//Nyahhh! Who says?// He grins at her with the goofy face.

Her nose wrinkles slightly as the glare deepens just a bit. //"I say so. And I'm sure my employers would say so, too. There's no room for cuteness in my professon, you know..."// There's a particular distaste in her voice, thinking of several others who would think differently.

Ranma frowns a bit. She was always so serious and so hard on herself. It soften made him upset when he noticed it happening. //You know sometimes 's more important to think of your other "job" just bein' a ~~normal~~ kid. The most important person to ya should be yourself cuz there's no point to breakin' your back all your life over other people if it doesn't make you happy.//

Sakurazaki scowls, looking away from him a bit. It was all that stupid essay's fault. If it weren't for that essay, and the stupid career fair, she probably wouldn't even be thinking about it right now. //"It's not that simple,"// she murmers. //"You just wouldn't understand."//

//Oh I wouldn't?!// He sneers, wanting badly to just leave saying 'Well then I'm sure I can't help you!'... But he remembers he promised to try to stick it out and he growls a bit. //Why's that huh? 'm I too stupid?//

A little grunt escapes. //"That's not it at all, Ranma; don't start getting all defensive. It's just that...well, you know, we both may be from Japan, but I come from an entirely different world than you do. I'd probably try to explain it to you, and then you'd tell me I'm overreacting or that I just shouldn't take things so seriously, and then I'll get upset because I can't help but take it seriously. It's different for me. I can't be as...easygoing as you are..."//

//If stuff from home bothers ya then ya should at least try to let it go. You have a new life here and nobody here has some crazy expectations for you. We all like you okay? Or at least I know me and Jude and Al all care 'bout ya. Is that not enough for you to rely on to feel better? Sure it ain't like ya can totally get rid of problems from home, but ya gotta at least try not to dwell on things that ain't hardly part of your life anymore!// Woah. Speech. After he finishes pouring this all out he folds his arms. Why was she so insistant on bringing up memories that were obviously harmful to her? What good came of it anyway? He didn't see the point.

Sakurazaki sighs heavily. //"It's not that, either. For the most part, I've been happier here than I can remember being for a really long time, but...I'm restless... The only job I've had since I came here was stalking you. And, no offense, but that wasn't much of a job. It didn't even require much, anyway, because I knew I'd recommend you right off the bat. I'm...worried that they're finding they don't need me and then what? Everything my life has consisted of until this point...meaningless. My whole life beyond this point? Also meaningless. My job is the only reason I'm still alive today, Ranma, don't you get that? My life depends on it."//

Ranma sits back a bit, not mad just ... lost. //I guess you're right. I don't get it. I can't understand why you think your life is meaningless without someone else givin' it meanin'. Don't ya at least feel like your life belongs to ya? Can't ya make your own meaning for your life? Nobody's life just... automatically has a purpose or somethin'. You have to make it have one.// Apparently Ranma is an exsistentialist (without knowing it).

Sakurazaki's teeth grind together slightly. He just didn't get it, did he? //"For once, Ranma, I'm not trying to be Zen or anything about it. What I'm talking about is precisely how it is. This job is the only reason I'm alive. If I fail to do my job or if they feel that they have no real use for me, my....collegues would have me dead like that."// She snaps her fingers.

//"In fact, I wouldn't be surprised if some of them were just waiting for that moment..."//

//Can't you fight them?// What a simple life this boy leads.

Palm meets face. //"Of course I could fight them, Ranma, but I don't particularly want to. Besides, they're good. Really good. It's a chance I'd rather not take."//

//Well I'd help ya. And Peter too probably.// He laughs a bit. //'m sorry. But this just... 's like everythin' is life and death to ya.//

//"Some things are life and death, Ranma! That's kind of how assassins work..."//

Ranma lays back on the roof, holding his head. //You're too much Setsuna.//

((ooc: I died at that last line. awesome. assasins pftt *laughs ass off*))

Frowning, Sakurazaki turns her head her over her shoulder to glare at Ranma while he lays back. //"What's that supposed to mean?"//

//You're funny. I mean.. you want to be everythin' yourself. No one to protect ya. But then ya have all these things you don't think ya can do by yourself it's like.... what's that word again... a hypocrite.// He seems to not understand the weight of anything he says.

((ack! "CAN'T do for yourself"))

Doesn't seem to understand, indeed. A very dark flash of anger flashes in her narrowed eyes. //"What...did you just call me?"//

Still not really getting it. //'s the word right? Hypocrite?//

If it weren't for the fact that Ranma was lying back against the roof, Sakurazaki would have quickly booted him off the edge and given him a piece of her mind. But he was, so that didn't give her much to vent her frustration toward. Of all the people to call her a hypocrite! Mister 'I can cure my damn curse that I always complain about in a second, but guess what, I'm not going to because then I'm not special anymore.' And that he was so casual about it!

"Saotome Ranma," Sakurazaki grunts, turning away and pushing herself to her feet, //"You have some nerve, you know that?"//

She's tempted to just hop off the roof and stride off somewhere else. But, the fact of the matter was, it was her cabin. She shouldn't have to leave; if he had any sort of intelligence in him, he'd get the hint.

He reflects on this for a moment. //I guess I do... But I don't get why you're mad.//

Ugh.

//"You're such an idiot, Ranma,"// Sakurazaki sighs, and drops off the roof, landing lightly on her feet and starting simply toward somewhere else. Maybe the gym. Or the salle. She needs to hit something.

He's lost and he looks upset. //What'd I do?!//

((huh. "Ranma no baka!" XD))

Sakurazaki pauses a moment to turn back and yell at him. Was he honestly so clueless as to not realize why she was upset?

//"The fact that you can't even figure out why you're such an idiot,"// she snaps, //"only makes the problem even worse!"//

Sakurazaki shakes her head. //"What the hell's wrong with you anyway?"// That part was said much quieter, and she starts drifting back down the path again, grimacing. To think that someone could call another person a hypocrite and not understand why they took offense to it. To think that someone she considered her friend could call her such and not even be in the slightest bit phased by it.

To think that she was so bothered by it because she worried that it was true.

He makes his puppy face, if she turns as he speaks she'd see it. //Come on Setsuna! I really don't get it! All I said was that 's weird. It don't make sense ta me! I mean... 's like you want your life to be complicated or somethin'! I just want ya ta explain!//

Sakurazaki had kept her back to him, but she does pause to turn around, crossing her arms over her chest as she responds to him in a very matter-of-fact tone, eyes closed and chin lifted. //"It won't do any good to try and explain it to you, Ranma,"// she tells him pointedly, //"if you can't even understand some of the most basic workings of other people. And those are things that you just need to realize on your own; those are things that just can't be explained."//

Especially not be her. She can't even be sure she understand much of that.

But she's not stupid enough to not understand that you can just call someone a hypocrite and expect them to be okay with it.

//'m tryin' though! Why won't you help me?! Can't ya just EXPLAIN?!//

Impossible. He was absolutely impossible.

//"Yeah, right, so you can come up with other terrible things to call me after I try?"//

Ranma hits the roof with his fist. //What're ya even talking about?!//

Sakurazaki? Quite ready to rip her hair out of her head at that point.

//"Can you honestly sit there and tell me that you think you can just call me a hypocrite and have me not even care?"//'

//Is that a bad word...? I mean 's the word for saying one thing and doing a different thing right...?//

If she weren't so mad, Sakurazaki's palm would have met her face. But, due to her anger, it results instead in a clienched fist and a rather bitter tone in her voice. //"Which is a very bad thing, Ranma!"// She's tempted to add, 'you idiot!' to the end of it, but figures she's said that enough for one conversation.

//But Setsuna! I wasn't...// He droops. It's like nothing EVER works..

//"Wasn't what? Thinking? Because that's pretty damn obvious. You talk all the time about how I think too much; maybe I'm just trying to make up for the both of us, because you never do!"//

//I get it already! I'm an idiot! Well so what?! So are you! At least I know I'm one and not acting like I'm better than everyone else!//

Sakurazaki throws up her hands in surrender. Didn't she say this would happen? She'd try to explain it to him, and he'd continue to insult her. She did not have to deal with this. //"Forget it! Just forget it! You're absolutely hopeless!"//

She turns back around and continues on with quicker steps. And she won't allow herself to say a word more to him.

Well that's great cuz he's resolved not to talk to her either. Hopeless. Yeah. He knew that from the begining. Why did he even bother at all? He hops off the roof yelling. //IDIOT!//

((Hey did you write that email ever? I'm sooo bored right now I'd love to make a post. If you don't have it that's fine though. *nod nod*))

Puffin Roof; Friday Afternoon.

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