worktodo: (AGENT ☮ cue the mission impossible theme)
Albert Rosenfield ([personal profile] worktodo) wrote in [community profile] route_10652013-01-13 08:38 pm

Michael Bublé Wrote A Song About This Log

Who: Anyone currently living on or welcome at the Justice Farm!
Where: Albert Rosenfield's Justice Farm of SCIENCE!! in Saffron City
When: Anytime in the month of January
Summary: A compilation of all those one-off threads, logs, and other general social interactions that don't warrant their own individual post and yet promise to be too much fun to outright handwave, either.
Rating: May vary! But assume PG unless noted otherwise.
Log:


YOU ARE HERE
(IT LOOKS LIKE THIS.)


Let the shenanigans ensue.

remainingtwin: (I even let go of what I have possessed)

[personal profile] remainingtwin 2013-01-17 09:43 pm (UTC)(link)
What? No! [Mio quickly shook her head] That's not what I meant.

Aren't you busy here? You shouldn't feel obligated to go just because you're taking care of me! [Which is where her thoughts first go: He's going this out of a sense of duty as her guardian.

It hasn't even crossed her mind yet that he's doing it because he wants to, and because they're friends.
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leftinbasketforfbi: (Try to say no to these eyes. Just TRY.)

[personal profile] leftinbasketforfbi 2013-01-17 09:53 pm (UTC)(link)
It's... it's not about obligation, Mio. I want to go. [It's about love, not obligation.] If you don't want me to go, then I'm okay with not going, but it's going to be hard for you and I promised you I'd be there to help if you needed me.
remainingtwin: (Now that my heart is torn into pieces)

[personal profile] remainingtwin 2013-01-20 07:49 am (UTC)(link)
[She feels instantly very foolish and shakes her head again]

No! [She runs a hand through her hair, shifting uneasily] I'm an idiot. I want you to go, I just-- I don't know. I thought that because it's Mayu that you'd--

[Mio pauses, frowning slightly, because she doesn't really know what it was she thought. That Reid would leave now, or kick her out?] I do need you. I thought you'd think I didn't need you anymore because she's here now. [She trails off, staring down at the floor in a mix of shame and embarrassment]
leftinbasketforfbi: (BRB being thoughtful)

[personal profile] leftinbasketforfbi 2013-01-22 12:30 am (UTC)(link)
Why would I think that? If anything, you need me more than ever.

[He bends so he can be closer to eye level, then tentatively rests his hand on her shoulder, squeezing it.] I'm not going anywhere, okay? I made a promise.

[He straightens up again.] When do you want to go? I figure if we meet her in Cherrygrove, it'd take between three and four days to get there.