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Post by Racetrack on Aug 23, 2011 15:06:09 GMT -5
That was a tough one. Race had a lot of friends.
"Well, it's kind of like they're all in categories. Spot and Tristan are the old friends who remember all the stuff we did when we were young and stupid, but honestly, I barely know them anymore. Now they're the friends I only see if there's some kind of crisis...but whenever that happens, I know I'll cross the bridge without a second thought, so I guess that counts for something.
"Jack and Blink and Mush are the friends I can relax with. Which is better." And that was his understated admission that his loyalties were finally entrenched in Manhattan now. "They're the ones I can just talk to, play cards with, go out on the town with and get into trouble...and also the ones I'd have a drunken heart-to-heart with in a fit of misery or go to for help with a loan. So they're almost the best.
"But Raven..." he finished. "Raven's both. She's the one old friend I never drifted apart from. When we see each other, we don't even really have to catch up on what's going on with us...we can read each other well enough to just know. She always says or does the right thing for me, I try to do the same for her. Plus, we've rolled in mud and fled the Mafia together. So, I think Rae's the winner," he finished with a smile.
Looking at Sapphy, he added, "Sorry to leave you out. I mean, we're friends, obviously, and I've been through more with you than half the others, it's just...you don't have a category."
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Post by Sapphy on Aug 23, 2011 19:47:36 GMT -5
Sapphy didn't mind being left out, but her eyebrows raised high on her forehead.
"I've got to have some category. The new friend, right?"
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Post by Racetrack on Aug 23, 2011 20:42:23 GMT -5
"True," he said with a smile. "The new friend who I'm learning more about every day. Speaking of which," he reminded her, "I get three questions now."
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Post by Sapphy on Aug 23, 2011 20:46:21 GMT -5
"Oh the horror," Sapphy grinned, quirking up an eyebrow at Race playfully.
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Post by Racetrack on Aug 23, 2011 20:49:40 GMT -5
"It is," Race informed her, crossing his arms sternly, hoping she was ready for this... "Favorite color. I've put it off every time 'cause I figured it was a waste of a question, and I'm starting to panic 'cause I might never know."
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Post by Sapphy on Aug 23, 2011 20:51:09 GMT -5
"I like red a bit," Sapphy said.
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Post by Racetrack on Aug 23, 2011 20:59:32 GMT -5
((As she should. She's a Jailbird. ;D))
"Red's a very fine color," Race agreed as they strolled through the streets, now within a couple blocks of Duane Street. He pondered his next one for a bit. "How come you stopped dancing?" he asked at last, then reminded himself, with a painful twinge, that he really didn't have any idea what she did with her time. "I mean, you always seem to talk about it in the past tense."
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Post by Sapphy on Aug 23, 2011 21:02:23 GMT -5
Sapphy considered this question very seriously.
"My feet haven't felt like it lately, I suppose," she said with a shrug. "You didn't tell me your favorite color, and you know how important that is."
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Post by Racetrack on Aug 23, 2011 21:17:30 GMT -5
"Sorry," he said with a grin. "Gold. Not because I'm unbelievably greedy. Well, that, too, but it's also a nice color." He lapsed into a thoughtful silence as another block fell away.
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Post by Sapphy on Aug 23, 2011 21:18:07 GMT -5
"You've got one more, Race," Sapphy urged.
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Post by Racetrack on Aug 23, 2011 21:57:10 GMT -5
He nodded and looked at her. She wasn't going to like it. "You said you were sad and told me about your family, but it's something more than that. What's the part you're not telling me?"
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Post by Sapphy on Aug 23, 2011 21:59:20 GMT -5
He was right to think she wasn't going to like it.
"It's something I can't verbalize and I'm going to leave it at that," she said, voice a little sharp. Hey, it was the truth. Sapphy had no idea why she was sad. It was like her emotions and thoughts controlled her when it was supposed to be the other way around.
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Post by Racetrack on Aug 23, 2011 22:13:29 GMT -5
Race just nodded as they walked up to the lodging house. He leaned against the railing and got hit by a sudden blast of bittersweet déjà vu. Walking home together, three questions each, lingering on the porch--it was an echo of the night they first met, the night they had so much fun at the race, the night she first made it clear they would only be friends.
New friend? Feels like a hundred years. "Well, I hope it goes away and leaves you alone," he said, and he managed to smile at her, like he almost always did. "'Night, Sapphy."
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Post by Sapphy on Aug 23, 2011 22:14:33 GMT -5
"Thank you for tonight, Racetrack," Sapphy smiled back at him.
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Post by Racetrack on Aug 23, 2011 22:47:02 GMT -5
"Thank you," he said...and meant it. Because she'd been full of sadness at the restaurant, on the edge of something deep and dark, and then she'd done all this--the question game, smiling and joking a little like they used to--and he had a feeling she'd done it for him, to a banish his worries, show him she could still be that Sapphy. And God, he loved her all the more for it.
"See you soon," he said as they headed inside and went their separate ways.
((I'm gonna head to bed soon, but can I just say, GAH, these two break my heart. I love them so much, and all their long and complex drama.))
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