Uh. Aha. [ She shakes her head, happy at least to have Weiss on a track that leads away from an ending where she's the only one awake and shoving s'mores into her mouth to keep from crying. Gosh does that sound pathetic when she lays it all out like this. ]
It's not the concept I'm confused about exactly? I mean patterns like that are impossible to miss if you're looking. It's just... you said it as if it were a fact, and-- Well, it kind of made me wonder about the science behind it...
[ Namely because HEALING POWERS AYYY LMAO. It's fascinating to her that people - her included, now - actually have to take care of themselves beyond a single song! ]
What happens to you if you don't sleep? Sometimes I don't sleep for days.
Die. Mother never told me I could die from exhaustion. Why didn't she ever tell me I could die from exhaustion? [ After all, if the end game was to keep Rapunzel healthy, happy, and safe from the evils of the world... didn't those technically include herself? ]
Uh, I mean-- No. No we're not going to stay up for days. Only hours. [ Yes, she's already getting up, eager to put this exhaustion thing out of mind. ] I'll be right back, okay? Don't fall asleep, Weiss. I mean it.
[ And there she goes. Out the door and down the hall. ]
[ She's not s annoyed so much as totally disbelieving: how can anyone sleep!? Huffing unattractively, Rapunzel slides to her knees beside the couch and lightly prods Weiss in the nose. ]
Weiss, hey! Hey - wake. Up. I don't you we were going to do this! [ Did you tho. ]
Your kitchen might not survive, honestly. Just kidding, it'll be fine. I haven't decided whether we should roast these in the stovetop or in an actual fire, though...
[ Sitting back on her heels, she grins. ]
Hey! Your rapier... It can't-- You know. Light things on fire... can it? [ WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO HER ]
Heh. [ In that case, don't mind if she helps herself to setting up your kitchen, Weiss. ] I... I think I kinda understand that, actually... Maybe I do. Naming is - important. I've never named my paintbrushes but... they were always more than just wood and fine hair to me. You know?
Is... that how it is for you too? Is everyone in your world bound so strongly to their weapons like that?
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Date: 2016-02-07 05:04 am (UTC)[Two things that she values very much.]
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Date: 2016-02-07 05:38 am (UTC)What?
Is that true?
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Date: 2016-02-07 05:50 am (UTC)[Girl we have got to get you in a classroom.]
That's pretty much the whole reason why we sleep.
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Date: 2016-02-07 06:00 am (UTC)It's not the concept I'm confused about exactly? I mean patterns like that are impossible to miss if you're looking. It's just... you said it as if it were a fact, and-- Well, it kind of made me wonder about the science behind it...
[ Namely because HEALING POWERS AYYY LMAO. It's fascinating to her that people - her included, now - actually have to take care of themselves beyond a single song! ]
What happens to you if you don't sleep? Sometimes I don't sleep for days.
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Date: 2016-02-07 06:39 am (UTC)[Kind of grim to think about when nightmares are already keeping you up BUT]
...Please don't tell me you're going to keep me up for days. How do you even--
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Date: 2016-02-07 08:00 am (UTC)Uh, I mean-- No. No we're not going to stay up for days. Only hours. [ Yes, she's already getting up, eager to put this exhaustion thing out of mind. ] I'll be right back, okay? Don't fall asleep, Weiss. I mean it.
[ And there she goes. Out the door and down the hall. ]
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Date: 2016-02-08 04:10 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-02-09 07:36 am (UTC)[ She's not s annoyed so much as totally disbelieving: how can anyone sleep!? Huffing unattractively, Rapunzel slides to her knees beside the couch and lightly prods Weiss in the nose. ]
Weiss, hey! Hey - wake. Up. I don't you we were going to do this! [ Did you tho. ]
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Date: 2016-02-09 07:40 am (UTC)Hnn... why wouldn't I do this? It's nearly 5.
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Date: 2016-02-09 07:43 am (UTC)Poke. Poke poke poke-- ] Gooooooooood morning, Miss Schneeee.....
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Date: 2016-02-09 07:47 am (UTC)[She tries her best to catch that finger, but she just can't do it. Damn these sleep deprived reflexes!]
Can't we at least move this to my bed?
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Date: 2016-02-09 07:49 am (UTC)You want to make messy, melty chocolate sandwiches with sticky marshmallow stuff in your bed?
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Date: 2016-02-09 07:50 am (UTC)Ugh, you're right. My sheets would never survive.
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Date: 2016-02-09 07:53 am (UTC)[ Sitting back on her heels, she grins. ]
Hey! Your rapier... It can't-- You know. Light things on fire... can it? [ WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO HER ]
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Date: 2016-02-09 07:56 am (UTC)[The mere thought of that sticky marshmallow getting caught in her gears is just... ugh.]
Use the stove. Please.
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Date: 2016-02-09 08:12 am (UTC)Does everyone name their weapons in your world?
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Date: 2016-02-10 04:12 am (UTC)[She reaches up to rub one of her eyes.]
It helps you forge a stronger bond with your weapon. Makes it more than just a tool.
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Date: 2016-02-10 12:20 pm (UTC)Is... that how it is for you too? Is everyone in your world bound so strongly to their weapons like that?