26th Candid Photo (backdated to Monday night)

[pygmalion_perv]

[Hachibe's been busybodying about quite a bit since recovering from the holidays, but he hasn't forgotten to check up on his friends and parts girls periodically in the process.  He hasn't heard from Garnet for a while, so he decides to head over to her house to see if she's all right.  Naturally, there's only a drone waiting there to greet him - a hollow shell of the girl he'd made such good friends with, who wants nothing at all to do with him or his weird ear fetish.  After a short conversation ending in hurt feelings, slammed doors, and a slap in the face, Hachibe trudges home in the snow with a sad look on his face.]

Another one gone... I can't believe this stupid town.  Does it have to take away everyone I care about?

[He takes the long way back to his house on Williams Street, not really feeling like heading home right away.  Along the way, he forces himself to remember Garnet as she was before, trying not to think about how she's the third girl with one of his perfect parts to leave him since he came here.  First Seychelles, then Iroha, and now this.  Even the Major General was gone for a little while before she came back, leaving him without that lovely voice in the meantime.  It's almost too much to take.

But then he looks up at the streetlights, their lamps lighting up for the evening almost in time with a revelation that hits him completely out of the blue.  It's not as if the girls are gone completely - after all, Seychelles' feet, Iroha's breasts, and Garnet's ears still exist on the drones, exactly the same as they were before.  So why is it that he's feeling so bad about them getting droned?  'Love the part, love the girl' has always been his creed, but maybe there's more to it than that.  If he's sad even though the parts are still there... maybe there's some other emotions at work here.

He wastes no time in running back home and getting on the phone.]

[Phone; filtered to Charlotte Yeager]

Shirley!  Are you there?  It's Hachibe.

Comments

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[Have a small, young, tired voice.]

Yeah. This place sucks pretty mightily.

[pygmalion-perv.livejournal.com]

...You too, then?

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

....Yeah. Me too.

[pygmalion-perv.livejournal.com]

Sorry.

[Of course, it's not his fault or anything, but Hachibe can certainly sympathize here.]

Who was it?

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Yeah, yeah.

[A pause.]

You wouldn't know him.

[pygmalion-perv.livejournal.com]

Oh... yeah, sorry, didn't mean to pry.

[motheringnation.livejournal.com]

[After the slap to the face. Ukraine stops him from leaving.]

Here, you should put some ice on that.

[Not going to take no for an answer.]

[pygmalion-perv.livejournal.com]

[Just... frowning like nobody's business over here. That slap hurt more than just his cheek.]

I... I think Garnet wants me to go, though.

[motheringnation.livejournal.com]

She's in her room and I don't think she will be coming down for a while.

Come and sit.

[pygmalion-perv.livejournal.com]

If you're sure...

[But he follows her in and sits down anyway.]

It's not really that bad.

[Rubs at the handprint on his face.]

[motheringnation.livejournal.com]

[Makes sure he's sitting down before coming back over with some ice in a cloth.]

....You know she wouldn't really slap you.

That isn't her.

[pygmalion-perv.livejournal.com]

[Takes the cloth and holds it up to his face, frowning deeply.]

I know. That's what really hurts, even more than the slap.

[motheringnation.livejournal.com]

[She nods. Sniffing a bit.]

[bogusmagicker.livejournal.com]

. . . Do you require more recordings?

[pygmalion-perv.livejournal.com]

Huh? Oh... no, not this time.

[bogusmagicker.livejournal.com]

Ah.

. . . . . . . . . Who is it?

[pygmalion-perv.livejournal.com]

Her name's Garnet. She lives... well, lived, I guess... over on Cunningham Lane.

[bogusmagicker.livejournal.com]

[There is a pause for a few moments.]

I am sorry.

[pygmalion-perv.livejournal.com]

It's okay.

[sigh]

Everybody has to go through this at some point.

[Filtered]

[swift-gigantic.livejournal.com]

Is something wrong?

[Filtered]

[pygmalion-perv.livejournal.com]

No! Nothing's wrong at all!

...Well, actually, something kind of is, but that's not important right now!

[Filtered]

[swift-gigantic.livejournal.com]

If you say so.

What's up?

[Filtered]

[pygmalion-perv.livejournal.com]

Um... well, this is kind of out of nowhere for me, but do you want to go out together sometime?

[Filtered]

[swift-gigantic.livejournal.com]

Uh...of course I would.

And it's not entirely out of nowhere, I mean it was kind of inevitable right?

[Filtered]

[pygmalion-perv.livejournal.com]

[He sounds pretty pleased!]

...Yeah, I think it was. And if it goes well, maybe I can take you out again?

[derp derp how do I say 'will you be my girlfriend']