"And I don't feel like I'm strong enough"
Who: bookwormmeister, and_my_ax and MAYBE a surprise appearance of princemunculus? [I mean since this is taken place at the Hell's nest thingie. But only if mun wants to?! JUST ADD THE TAG IF YOU WANNA]
What: Beat said some dumb shit to Maka → Maka becomes Sloth!Maka an angsty bucket → Shinjiro takes the job as a repairman and fixes this crap.
When: Uhh.... forwarded to tonight sometime after restaurant closes.
Where: That Hell's Bird...nest..place. WHAT'S THE NAME OF IT ANYWAY? /NEVER KNEW FAILS AS A FMA FAN
Warnings: Shinjiro's dirty filthy mouth and angst shit.
[So it's another night at the restaurant that Maka was called in to work for. It isn't a permanent job, but she agreed with Shinjiro a few months back that she would come in for a helping hand. Tonight is different from all the others, she's silent when she's usually perky. She only worked in the back and washed dishes instead offering help to cook or work up front as their waitress to interact with the costumers and bring their order.]
[Tonight, she wanted to do with people as little as possible, speak as little as possible. She knows that Shinjiro will notice amiss in this. And she knows that any minute now, he will walk through the double doors and ask what's on her mind. Maka holds up the clean dish and stares at her reflection. A frown forms on her face. She really looks horrible tonight, but it's to be expected. What Beat said to her really took turn for her.]
"If I'd died, I'd'a jes' come back ta life by now. Eitha by a Reaper's Game or da doctors here. Ain't no use in bein' upset about it."
[She frowns further.]
But there is a use being upset about it! ... Right?
[Maka sets the clean dish in it's proper place before she returns to the sink to wash the next one in line. If that's how he feel about himself, what about her? She told him about Vincent. About she's not exactly out of the woods yet and he can spring in action at any given moment.]
[... And he didn't react. Didn't yell, didn't ask for the name, didn't run after her, nothing. Maka tightens her grip on the cloth. It was like he didn't care at all if Vincent was still lurking about around her. But that didn't make any sense. He came to rescue her, stayed with her the whole time in the hospital, and checked on her from time to time at the apartment to make sure she had everything she needed. But now it's all different. Did he do it out of pity?]
[Normally, she would turn her head from a person like this without any second thoughts. Never speak to them again and cut them out of her life no matter how many times they beg. A part of her wants to do just that. Yet--]
[Maka slowly places her hand in the middle of her chest and grips on the fabric of her shirt. There's still this unexplainable feeling she gets every once in awhile that holds her back from making those kind of decisions. A feeling that tells her that she shouldn't abandon him, a... want to stay near him.]
"C'mon, I thought ya said ya trusted me."
... I still do.
[Another thing that she doesn't understand. After running away and saying those words to her, she still trusts him.]
What: Beat said some dumb shit to Maka → Maka becomes Sloth!Maka an angsty bucket → Shinjiro takes the job as a repairman and fixes this crap.
When: Uhh.... forwarded to tonight sometime after restaurant closes.
Where: That Hell's Bird...nest..place. WHAT'S THE NAME OF IT ANYWAY? /NEVER KNEW FAILS AS A FMA FAN
Warnings: Shinjiro's dirty filthy mouth and angst shit.
[So it's another night at the restaurant that Maka was called in to work for. It isn't a permanent job, but she agreed with Shinjiro a few months back that she would come in for a helping hand. Tonight is different from all the others, she's silent when she's usually perky. She only worked in the back and washed dishes instead offering help to cook or work up front as their waitress to interact with the costumers and bring their order.]
[Tonight, she wanted to do with people as little as possible, speak as little as possible. She knows that Shinjiro will notice amiss in this. And she knows that any minute now, he will walk through the double doors and ask what's on her mind. Maka holds up the clean dish and stares at her reflection. A frown forms on her face. She really looks horrible tonight, but it's to be expected. What Beat said to her really took turn for her.]
"If I'd died, I'd'a jes' come back ta life by now. Eitha by a Reaper's Game or da doctors here. Ain't no use in bein' upset about it."
[She frowns further.]
But there is a use being upset about it! ... Right?
[Maka sets the clean dish in it's proper place before she returns to the sink to wash the next one in line. If that's how he feel about himself, what about her? She told him about Vincent. About she's not exactly out of the woods yet and he can spring in action at any given moment.]
[... And he didn't react. Didn't yell, didn't ask for the name, didn't run after her, nothing. Maka tightens her grip on the cloth. It was like he didn't care at all if Vincent was still lurking about around her. But that didn't make any sense. He came to rescue her, stayed with her the whole time in the hospital, and checked on her from time to time at the apartment to make sure she had everything she needed. But now it's all different. Did he do it out of pity?]
[Normally, she would turn her head from a person like this without any second thoughts. Never speak to them again and cut them out of her life no matter how many times they beg. A part of her wants to do just that. Yet--]
[Maka slowly places her hand in the middle of her chest and grips on the fabric of her shirt. There's still this unexplainable feeling she gets every once in awhile that holds her back from making those kind of decisions. A feeling that tells her that she shouldn't abandon him, a... want to stay near him.]
"C'mon, I thought ya said ya trusted me."
... I still do.
[Another thing that she doesn't understand. After running away and saying those words to her, she still trusts him.]