#solmech

As soon as he was done chatting with Misty, Red was rushing out of his building and working his way to the hospital. This idiot would probably never own a car, probably his technophobia, but either way, because of this he was running on his two feet. Pushing people on the sidewalk out of the way, and Pikachu wasn't far behind him, always tagging along because if anyone knew Red's sanity best it was that little mouse. 

By the time he had made it to the hospital to ask about Lyra, the doctors and nurses were informing him that she wouldn't be able to visit until the morning. That her current stability was very unstable, and that it was a crisis situation. Oh, how badly he wanted to tell them all to fuck off and break into that room.. but, hearing that Lyra could die if he interfered. No, he was unable to do anything but pace out in the waiting area until morning came.

And by that time, finally a nurse had came back and mentioned she had woken up. The raven's eyes were puffy, and swollen from his lack of sleep. But to hear that Lyra was awake, he was relieved, and quickly rushing to her room and wrapping his arms around her. Everything was a bright warm happy feeling right now. ".. You're okay.. Arceus. I'm so glad you're alive."

There were quite a few things that she had picked up from her messages exchanged with her long time punching bag. A lot of frustration, venting, man sobbing and confessions. Such a mess that there had been in the first few weeks of school. Arceus please help keep these people sane somehow. If it were possible enough.

So if she understood things correctly, the most that the twintailed brunette would even remember of her was the battle many years back. Oh! And the fact that she had been cutting it in on her date time. Such a hassle. Regardless of that, this sort of situation did peeve her since in a strange way, she was taken in for a spin on it.

On occasions, the ginger would spend the nights on over at a certain raven's, this day wasn't so much different from then. The only stir in this situation being different was Lyra being there. Great. This should be fun.

[is totes surprised by what he did but she’s wiping the frosting off and taking the cupcake. what a waste.] Y’didn’t have to do that, y’big meanie!!

[8/21/2014 9:14:02 PM] dying giraffe noise: [PLAYS WITH POKEZ AND MAKES SURE WOOPER DONT EAT DA CAKE KOALATEA RPING RIGHT HURRRRR]

[8/21/2014 9:24:49 PM] pretty pants: [dOES NOT LITERALLY CRAWL OUT OF HIS BED, I SWEAR ITS NOT LITERAL-- yum, it's food time.. idk what time it is, he has a bad sleeping schedule rn,... imagine a zombie walk, yup]

[8/21/2014 9:30:39 PM] dying giraffe noise: [sees him walking out like a zombie and its like the first time she's seen him in ages for some reason but whatever] Green? [hops on over to him and keeps him standing stable] Are you okay? You should sleep more if you're still tired. Otherwise, people are going to think you're an actual zombie!!

[8/21/2014 10:11:15 PM] pretty pants: [did totally not get distracted because of that one rosa PM'd me or anything -- hearing her, he looked on over in her in total shock, what was she still doing around? didn't she actually dump him for being the big head.. green that he was?] I'm uhh.. fine... This is actually really normal..

[8/21/2014 10:19:36 PM] dying giraffe noise: [cuz she didn't really mean to dump u but we'll get to that] The fact you have bedhead? Here-- [and then off she goes, bringing his head down a little so she can fix and comb his hair with her fingers and stuff] Wash your face yet?

[8/21/2014 10:33:50 PM] pretty pants: Yeah.. [he answered with his hand quickly moving to pull her hands away from his head, it still really did feel so weird to have this come on out of the blue and all. Truth be told, he thought Red would have found her first before her coming on back to his place-- then again.. most her stuff was still here.] You're... back?

[8/21/2014 10:36:04 PM] dying giraffe noise: [she kind of just looks at him all confused like what?] Yeah...? What do you mean? [her hands drop at her sides, innocently looking up at the taller male. Don't help she has those pigtail of hers too]

[8/21/2014 10:44:54 PM] pretty pants: Well.. y'know.. [dont act so innocent ms. i threw a tantrum and fled for a few days] Are you back for your stuff or something? [probably that.]

[8/21/2014 10:46:24 PM] dying giraffe noise: [SHHHHHHHHH DAS ALL IN DA PAST LET IT GO LET IT GOOOOO] Huh? Why would I be back for my stuff? I've been here for awhile now... Where would I go?

[8/21/2014 10:48:40 PM | Edited 10:48:50 PM] pretty pants: [imagine that "wait what" face on green rn.] .. You mean all this time Red and I- [oh fuckie, Red... gdi it happened again.]

[8/21/2014 10:50:03 PM] dying giraffe noise: What? [okay now she's confused] You and Red.. what? What'd you guys do?

[8/21/2014 10:51:53 PM] pretty pants: Worried about you. [he facepalms at this girl acting like nothing had happened.] You went up and left after saying that I was no longer needed. You wouldn't return any calls and you just come back in like it's no big deal? [if only he was more of a less serious muse you could see him making a loud huffy face but he is not]

[8/21/2014 10:56:31 PM] dying giraffe noise: S-Sorry... [she apologizes so quietly like gomen i worried u greenie. but ahem she finally realizes what this is about so she doesnt shy away from looking at him.] I've been meaning to... tell you sorry for saying that. I didn't.... [and she softly says this part cause remember when he was all like "I DUN BELIEVE U WILL BREAK UP WITH ME"? yeah dat] mean it... And a lot of things happened, y'know..... [lots and lots of things]

[8/21/2014 11:03:54 PM] pretty pants: [he was just as incompetent as always and she just said it to him before her disappearance act. those are the only words you have to whisper to your muse for a week+ straight to really get him to work up every little inch of his bone-- that and the fact that she actually went awal.] Yeah yeah.. [he muttered as he went on to find his phone and send a message to Red who had been worried about her as well.]

[8/21/2014 11:06:06 PM] dying giraffe noise: [kind of just looks at him as he goes to find his phone to text probably red or something she dont know before dropping her gaze and saying one more sorry. and then she smiles at him and hops on over to da freezer to get the leftover cake for him] I celebrated Silver's birthday over the weekend and we have leftover cake for you... do you want it? [she's just trying to cheer him up and stuff okay]

[8/21/2014 11:17:30 PM] pretty pants: [there is a shake of his head at the mention of cake-- wait.. over at his pace? what?.. okay. that would explain why he had come back to an interesting odor in his place... for the most part he thought Fire had something to do with it. It was usually Fire-- at least in his head. Silly Green, Lyra makes the bigger mess. Sending away his message, he went back to find something to eat that would at least help level his head rn.] ..

Stop apologizing.

[8/21/2014 11:21:46 PM] dying giraffe noise: [Her heart sinks a little but okay she's putting the cake back into the freezer and kind of just stands there for a bit like a lost doge.] But... I made you guys worried... because I was being childish... [she says, all soft and quiet as if these were the words she's been repeating to herself in her mind every day, every time she's on that roof.] I could never leave you........ if I did... it'd be in other ways.

[8/22/2014 9:46:21 PM] pretty pants: [barely managing to hear her say that as he stepped close to her, he couldn't help but give a sigh, somewhat understanding why it was that she had been like that. She was overwhelmed from what he had managed to pick up.] What other way? [clearly not just dumping him like he thought she'd never do.]

[8/22/2014 9:54:00 PM] dying giraffe noise: Huh? [He heard that? All she does is step back a little to keep her distance from him because to be honest, Lyra's afraid. Afraid to be too close, afraid to open up to him about everything that's bothering her. She doesn't want to say. Doesn't want to tell him. It's better if he doesn't know because she doesn't want him to worry about her. Instead, she just smiles and laughs a little like it's nothing.] Nothing!! Don't worry about it... I'm sorry... for saying what I saw a couple weeks ago.

[8/23/2014 1:03:05 AM] pretty pants: [of course green doesn't let her escape, pretty much just leading her further on back against the wall, hands pressing on either side and just-- well, trapping her. The way that she was acting seemed to be rather frantic, even her constant smiles and giggles that were usually rather warm seemed to be too forced to be her.]  .. You sure?

[8/23/2014 6:45:51 AM] dying giraffe noise: [she almosts turn to escape but with both of his hands planted on either side, lyra can't escape. Instead, she's looking up at Green who's looking right at her cause he sees right through her mask. She doesn't answer right away, but finds it hard to tell him -- almost choking up the words and trying to not let these feelings overwhelm her as she nods her head.] Mhm. It's nothing.. If I wasn't sorry, I wouldn't have come back. ["Nothing" was such a lie but she was scared to tell him all the things that she's keeping bottled up inside.]

[8/24/2014 11:35:08 PM] pretty pants: [it's not like he could force her to say it. He knew that that never ended up any better and in most cases it just ended up waaaay too bad. Giving a small sigh, he let up the small little fort that he had in "keeping her in" and preventing her from running away and avoiding his question. With a small flick to her nose.] You still would have come back for your stuff that are here... and I doubt you have much place to go. [well.. there was always red but from what he knew they were awkward.]

[8/24/2014 11:40:17 PM] dying giraffe noise: [In a way, she wished that Green hadn't backed off, but she should have expected him to do so because it was just like him. Taking in a deep breath, she's thinking, "Okay okay okay... I'll tell him" because she has to. Has to tell him how she really feels and what's been on her mind -- things she's been wanting to say for awhile.] Green... [She reaches to grab a hold of his hand.] I have to tell you something. It's more than just the sorrys I've been saying.

[8/24/2014 11:53:58 PM | Edited 11:55:16 PM] pretty pants: More than sorrys? [what could that be] If it's about the whole car chase... and accident.. I know somewhat about it. [albiet that most the news was covered up by a certain someone who shall not be named.  Cough cough. Of course he had to play it as innocent as he could, he wasn't suppose to know.. Even if there were a few things going on in his mind to the news he had gotten.]

[8/25/2014 12:03:16 AM] dying giraffe noise: [Okay, for a moment there, she's tensing up a little because he found out?? Even though he sort of knows? Whatever, let's just not bring that up right now. Leading him over to the couch, she's sitting him down and plopping down right next to him, never letting go of his hand while looking right at him. She's nervous and hesitant but again, it starts off with a sorry.] Sorry... I know I'm saying that a lot, but it's true, okay? I'm really, really sorry for getting mad at you weeks ago. I'm sorry for getting jealous over you hanging out with you friends. It's not fair for me to feel like that. But do you have any idea how worried I get that I'll lose you? When I found out you cheated, I felt like it was all my fault, y'know. Now I'm just scared... because I don't even know how you feel. I know you've told me before... [and she goes a little quiet, voice almost breaking as she speaks] I just want to hear or see how you feel about me sometimes... y'know. Sometimes, I can never tell what you're thinking.

[8/26/2014 10:01:23 PM] pretty pants: [quite honestly, he was really irritated with how much that one event just kept being brought back into the light. It more came to be that he could never really be trusted to go out sort of thing. Of course he wasn't, he was Green after all. With a flick on her forehead as he tends to do, he gave her a sort of scowl look.] There is really no way you can lose me by my going out like that. If I no longer had feelings for you I would say it and break it off. [he was the master of turning down relationships and stuff... AKA the jar full of hearts at his office. The latter tho, it really did irk him some for fairly obvious reasons.] Don't try to guess what I'm thinking.

[8/26/2014 10:07:40 PM] dying giraffe noise: [lyra just shifts away from him, lowering her gaze and goes even quieter than before, voice sounding so distant.] Sorry... nevermind, then. I won't. [bringing up her knees close, she's reaching over to grab the remote to turn on the tv -- hoping it would just help distract her mind. There's a feeling of not wanting to say anything, not wanting to tell him anything. What was the point? It felt so meaningless to tell him -- anyone -- about how she feels and all the problems weighing down on her mind. It's fine though because this was how she had always dealt with these sorts of things.] Y'should get something to eat. You just woke up, right?

[8/26/2014 11:13:34 PM] pretty pants: It's fine. I need to fully wake up. [low pressure so early in the morning, coffee aught to wake him up. And with that being said, Green moves to the kitchen to press the button on his coffe maker and soon follows Lyra in her slouching on the couch. Of course he didn't mean for his words to sound as blunt and rude as they had come out, but to him, it really was the only way that he could put it out. Giving a fairly loud sigh, he somewhat forced his way to lean against her and sort of just use her as support.] So you're telling me with our dates, trying to get home on time to make you dinner everynight, the failed attempts to say 'I love you', sneaking in to your room to cuddle at times, giving in and attempting to enjoy things you like is not enough to understand that I adore you to bits? [unfortunately, it wasn't enough homey]

[8/26/2014 11:26:15 PM] dying giraffe noise: [I thought it was like 1 in the afternoon but ok either way, feeling his weight against her and all the stuff he says, she can't help but realize that he has a point. he wouldn't do any of those things if he didn't feel that strongly to her. All she does is force a small laughter and a smile, all the while tears stream down from her eyes because all the feelings and emotions were starting to overwhelm her -- overwhelm her to the point where she's ready to burst.] I really am no good, huh? [chuckles] You're so kind to me.... and I never know what to do for you in return. I can't even make you smile.... Not even Red.

[8/27/2014 12:20:30 AM] pretty pants: [hush, it's early for Green-- Flicking her cheek a bit, he was happy to see her smiling now. Even with all that smiles, he knew a bit from what he has been picking up and some heads up from his ex-rival. Just how much has she really been under when he hasn't been looking? He needed to find a way to get her to talk up more without it seeming so bad.] Don't think so much... [oh, right... she did say something earlier..] What were you going to say earlier? [before she went off and got pouty]

[8/27/2014 5:44:04 AM] dying giraffe noise: Ow... [rubbing her little bubbly cheek, she's shaking her head at his question -- still wary and afraid of telling him. All she does is give him a smile and says--] I said nevermind, remember? It's not really important. Besides, I already made you worry enough!! [but she kind of goes quiet here, nervous and shy as she looks at him -- cheeks reddening in a rosy colour before she mumbles into her knees--] ...i love you.

[8/27/2014 4:25:32 PM] pretty pants: I'm sure your knees appreciate your affection with them. [Green said with a small chuckle and attempt to his to make a joke. Even with that joke, he was still... disappointed in a sense that she wasn't really giving him the answer that he wanted to hear. The answer he wanted to confirm to see if there was any help that he could help her get. Giving another sigh, he pressed closer to her before speaking again.] .. Have you heard the expression.. If you love someone, let them go? [that probably sounded a lot better in his head... better make some more sense before she goes jumping around into conclusions like usual.] I think you need to let us go so you can get cheery again... [Fingers moving to poke along the dark and sunken mess around her eyes. 'You need help that Red and I cant really give' being the next thing that he wanted to say, but timing didn't really seem right.]

[8/27/2014 5:37:19 PM] dying giraffe noise: How can you say something like that... [she murmurs all soft. It's not that she isn't in disbelief that Green said that cause she is. And it hurts because --] I could never let you go...because I can never forget. [It was like a child refusing to give up a toy-- she was so attached, so in love with this old man that she needs him like a person needing air. "Love" she thinks can hurt a lot but it's such a wonderful thing. So she looks at him with eyes full of meaning and love because--] I really love you. You're the person I want to be with.

[8/30/2014 9:26:14 AM] pretty pants: [Hearing her words, there was that sense of bubbly happiness and gratefulness to hear it. Unfortunate to say, there was still quite a bit on his mind. The way she talked and acted, it wasn't so much the same anymore.] That's not what I'm saying. [taking a small sigh and gaze averting ashe carried on to speak.] Your words.. your behavior.. your actions.. They're suffocating. [blunt he was, but it was no hiding how it has been. If she wasn't going to do it, he'd have to do it, he knew it by now.]

[8/30/2014 9:46:27 AM] dying giraffe noise: [she gives a half-hearted smile, a small huff of laughter because it hurts to think and know what Green's trying to say. Her worst fears are coming true -- she lost her first one and now him. And all of a sudden, the world feels so lonely because she doesn't know where she belongs. The only place she can think of is her room and the science labs surrounded by machines. That's how it has been for the past few years right? She was too much to handle. No good for anyone. Even Silver has a hard time dealing with her. What should she do... what should she do...] Tell me, do you want to do this for my own good or is it because you really don't feel the same about me anymore? Because all I want is to be able to depend on you and try my best to make you happier. But if there's no place for me here, then..

[8/30/2014 10:21:40 AM] pretty pants: [with her question, it came to a sort of stumble on how to answer it. Either way it seemed to be a sort of mess, so might as well just go truthfully than overanalyzing and halfassing as per usual.] It's a mix of both. [He responded as he went to switch his position so he'd be settling on the sofa better.] You need help as much as I do. You cant smile nor sleep [by the looks of it] without forcing yourself to and even then it looks like it's not much. [and now for the latter.] The girl I fell for was chipper, didn't think too much. Things I do don't seem to be anough.. You have ideas still fixed on something.. someone else. [needless to say, he wasn't Red.] I'm not going out of his comfort zone to get her to look his way.

[8/30/2014 10:32:38 AM] dying giraffe noise: [it's true. she hasn't been happy around Green. she couldn't help it. so much has happened and because of that (and since he asked) she figures, she'll tell him. Breathing in and out, she turns to look at him --] I know. I haven't been feeling the same when I'm around you. I try my best, y'know. How do you think it feels to find out one of the guys you love was unintentionally cheating on you and then to come back to your other one breaking up with you so coldly? You would feel pretty awful too. You would think like, "what can I do to better myself?" I can't sleep because I'm so -- [and the tears stream, all out of frustration and a burst of emotions] stressed with my job. I have to find a way for the implants to bond with the human tissue so that people won't have to depend on a drug for the rest of their lives. I have to make this work so the public can be convinced that mechanical augmentations and cybernetics is the future. It's not that I'm not happy anymore [because look at her with silver and lance man] but I want to be able to depend on you and feel like I belong with you. I want this to work. I'm trying to make this work. And what do you mean someone else? I only have you in my mind... cause Red was right... I do love you more. Why do you think I try so hard for you?

[8/30/2014 12:39:53 PM] pretty pants: Don't try so hard for me. Like I said a bit ago... It's suffocating. [knowing himself, that's when things tend to have turn for the worst-type of ending and never going to be for the best after that. It has happened before and always the same result. He really did adore her but it was just getting to be too much.] These past couple of weeks.. with you hiding away. I had thought you had really left. [And with that he had been living like that. Doing what Green does best. It was nice to have the sort of air that had him breathing again. In a way he could tell that she needed it as well.]

[8/30/2014 12:52:02 PM] dying giraffe noise: I'm sorry... I just really like being with you, y'know. That's why I could never really leave you. [It takes a moment for the tears to stop falling and her hands to wipe them away. Telling him all that, it's like a huge weight was lifted off her shoulders and she's smiling again, kicking her feet back and forth. Still, it really hurt -- makes her stomach churn and feeling sick.] I don't want to break up with you, Green. I'm sorry I haven't been myself, but I do want to make this work, y'know. Is that not okay? [she asks, voice all soft as her hand reaches for his.]

[8/31/2014 4:05:45 PM] pretty pants: I'm not going to force you to move out if that's what you're worried about. We just need the distance between us. [and by that it wasn't so much space between them but the emotional part seeing as she really was dragging him along and making things suffocating for him. Not to mention with the whole fact that what he would do was pretty much futile.] I'm sorry. I really do feel like we need this break. [he was genuine on the feeling, it was becoming too much.] Focus getting yourself to your usual self. You have a lot of great potential.

[8/31/2014 4:14:16 PM] dying giraffe noise: [Lyra just looks at him for awhile, before closing her eyes and sliding her hand away. It hurt, so much.] Honestly, Green… I bet you’ve done this a million times to everyone else. Again. And again. And the moment someone comes along who wants to stay, you do this. [You’re not the only one suffocating, Green.] I should have known the moment you said you would break it off with me if I followed you with Red. Should have known you would be so ready to put me aside. [Her eyes become even colder, losing that warmth she used to give him.] I should have never fallen for you. I knew it was a mistake to let myself feel anything for you and Red. You’re both the same thinking you know what’s best for me.

[8/31/2014 5:58:57 PM] pretty pants: [the single fact that she decided to say it like that had him rather aggitated over it. Was that really how she thought of him? Should have know that was how it was.] You really do love jumping to conclusions, don't you? [of course she did. That's all she has been doing. So much for trying to do this smoothly. Taking a sigh to himself to see if that would help him subdue what he wanted to say and a shake of his head, he glanced on over at her before speaking up.] Lets just stop this before it gets worse than it needs to.

"He died."

With the months that had gone by and how much things appeared to have improved, it had really slipped from his mind that Red had been wanting to off with himself for some time. They were getting along.

He had really thought it had finally escaped his mind. Green was really hoping that they would soon enough fall back into being friends.

But he was clearly wrong.

The upset girl that the two had a strong infatuation seemed to be even more upset with his crying than anything. Had she not heard the news yet? His hand reaching for her arm and tugging her close, keeping her head to his chest, fingers stroking her back, he didn’t know how to tell her. How could you tell her?