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i think i'm living —

WHO: daisy johnson & various.
WHERE: throughout the city.
WHEN: september 16 - 30
WHAT: a catch-all for daisy's homecoming, disappearance, and return.
NOTES OR WARNINGS: closed starters, mostly, but feel free to holler or leave me something if you'd like!

DATES OF NOTE

SEPTEMBER 16

› daisy is released from safehouse bedrest after her final check-up with strange. patient is remanded to light duty and minimal activity, though free to move about the city as needed.

SEPTEMBER 18

› daisy's disappearance. last seen at the kuryakin-teller residence. any attempts at messages will fail. daisy's pin on the map created during the morningstar op is stuck on casa shield, but sporadically disappears from view for minutes at a time.

SEPTEMBER 22

› daisy's reappearance. she wakes up fully dressed in her own bed, with no memory of the time in between or how she got from points a to b.

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[ breakfast food is the greatest food in the world. this is a fact that daisy will very easily fight a man over, so when rey agreed to meet her for a hot meal before what was sure to be a very demanding day of conventioning, daisy had been all too happy to stake out the best table possible by showing up unreasonably early.

she's not normally an early riser, but this seemed worth it. plus, maybe it helped that she didn't have time to put together a rad outfit. her dress from the insomniac's ball would just have to be recycled ... though this time without a well-placed scarf to mute the glowing blue faux glass in her chest, leaving her looking like a blue-tinged wannabe iron man. so not too far from her pre-shield con looks, really.

find her leaning up against the exterior wall, foot tapping impatiently as she scans the sidewalk and nearby streets for signs of her friend. ]

[ Rey's schedule is honestly so fucked by being on-call at this point that she doesn't even look tired. Give it three hours. She'll be ready for a nap. She shows up in a high-collared white shirt with a black zip-up vest over it. Layers might seem unwise in summer, but she's committed to the hood that comes with the vest, and to hiding her weird chest-piece. She has her hands tucked in her pockets as she approaches Daisy.

It's a relief to see her in the flesh. Rey had believed the best, but it's something different to see her vs talk to her. She's grinning for the first time all con, not that Daisy would know the difference. ]

You bought tickets to this, huh?

Obviously.

[ like daisy would ever pass up the opportunity to go full nerd in the future. she'd actually bought a three day ticket as soon as the event was announced, so her posted regret was actually fairly real — waking up to realize that she'd missed two of the three days of events had been a real bummer cherry on top of the knowledge that she'd been unconscious and teleported without her consent.

so she's not missing the opportunity to go today, even if it kills her. ]

How has it been so far? Prompto said the merch is pretty good?

'Merch'?

[ Rey is the least nerdy of all the nerds. Or, more accurately, Rey is a nerd; not a geek. She'll build you things for your cosplay, but she's doing it for the sake of building things. ]

It's ... I haven't even seen everything. I watched a few of the panels, but everyone seems to be angry about everything. I don't really get it.

[ cue daisy's surprised face. she'd genuinely expected rey to be attending the con strictly for the rare food opportunities, not panels. ]

You went to panels? [ once the surprise wears off, she actually looks a little impressed. ] Which ones?

[ sure, sure, nerds were angry. welcome to con life. ]

Who dragged you?

[ she doesn't believe this was just a random happenstance. no way. ]

[ This again.

That's the look Rey wears. Somewhere between a crinkle of her nose and a roll of her eyes and a tight-set jaw. She glances away briefly. Then she stuffs her hands into her pockets. ]

Kylo was invited for an Emberpoint panel.

[ of course it's kylo ren.

daisy doesn't quite laugh in rey's face, but she damn near comes close — her mouth presses together in a taut line, a knowing hum (mmmmhm) echoing between them as her brows quirk up towards her hairline. ]

Kylo, huh? [ what is it about this cupcake-eating nerd? ] I didn't know you were his plus one.

[ sorry, rey. being friends with daisy means getting teased about the things that make you fervently deny you have any feelings. also: added bonus, dragging rey about kylo means she won't have to talk about her own emotional entanglements. ]

[ why do people keep using that term ? ?? 'plus one.' she's not his plus one. she's her own damn person, thank you. but clearly it's a Thing if daisy used it too, and rey wasn't entirely satisfied with kylo's answer to it, so: ]

'Plus one'?

His … guest. Like, he's invited to whatever thing, and he's allowed to bring someone with him, so Kylo plus one?

[ it's a fairly innocuous phrase. daisy's honestly a little surprised that it hadn't translated into rey's galaxy far far away. ]

[ she looks suspicious of that. the expression lingers for a moment before she dismisses it. ]

Yeah. I guess I am.

[ she isn't positive that there isn't some other connotation to this that she has to be wary of but here we are. she wants to defend it by pointing out that it doesn't matter. obviously daisy finds significance in it. obviously kylo found significance in it. rey just wants to throw it all out and run away. ]

Yeah? Okay.

[ alright then. daisy doesn't elaborate right away; instead, she nudges the other girl towards the door, and when rey's feet carry her forward, daisy leads her inside to a booth along a wall of windows. were they supposed to seat themselves? oh well, too late now. yolo.

once they sit, she considers the menu for a moment, surprisingly quiet. there's some gears turning as words rattle in her head. ]

I know this is going to sound weird, but. [ she gon ask anyway because she don't give a fuck ] Did you ask Illya if we were lovers?

[ Rey settles into the booth and looks around to get an idea of ... to what extent people are eating with their hands here. It's been a time, settling into civilized society, let me tell you. When she's made her assessment, she notices Daisy's uneasy face and then out comes the question.

Rey's brow furrows. ]

Yeah.

[ ?? ? Why's that weird. ]

He was asking for suggestions on where to take you. Well, I didn't know it was you at the time. [ She reaches for a menu. Why does this matter? She's very cavalier about it all. ]

Oh.

[ well, that makes sense. honestly, she didn't think illya had that many friends who would even think to ask him something like that, so it's sort of a nice realization to find out that her friend is his friend too. a little friend bubble, slowly growing. daisy hums a bit, considering what she wants to say next. ]

He told you we weren't?

[ unsaid follow-up: did you believe him? ]

That's what he said.

[ her disbelief is obvious. this time, she notices she might sound rude, and notes: ]

It's not my business. I wouldn't have said anything if he hadn't come to me first.

Well, he's an idiot, so …

[ she doesn't sound offended by rey's presumed rudeness. she almost sounds fond, which is stupid. ]

Where did you even hear that term, anyway?

[ totally not avoiding actually advising whether or not it's accurate, wow. daisy's so subtle? ]

[ she opens her mouth, looks — embarrassed?? ? — and lowers her eyes for a moment. daisy doesn't know a lot about her background. still rey feels weirdly defensive about the fact that she clearly missed something, for daisy to wonder how she came up with that word. ]

I — [ disgruntled noise. ] ... Stories. I don't know. You just hear things.

[ it's not like she'd had any real people to provide examples. her parents were long gone. rey isn't even positive if they were husband and wife. no one really developed meaningful relationships on jakku, so right about now, she's realizing probably not. an ugly knot tangles in her stomach. ]

Does it matter?

Not really, no. [ her brow furrows a little, a mix of concern and confusion evident in the tilt of her head. ] It's not a big deal, I was just curious.

[ there's a beat or two of quiet, interrupted by a waitress coming by to take their orders. daisy points at a few things on the holomenu, waits for rey to do the same, it's all very domestic.

when the waitress finally toddles off, daisy pipes up again. ]

I got pissed at him for saying no, which was also pretty stupid. So, you know. Don't worry about it.

[ they're really just on different wavelengths here. ]

What difference does it make what he tells me?

[ doesn't daisy know if they're lovers or not ??? isn't that the important thing? ]

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[ she shrugs, picking at her napkin ]

It just did. [ she wanted him to say yes? she wanted to know how he felt? she was Annoyed at him all the time for being so fucking attractive and yet so fucking dumb at the same time? you know, normal things. ] But I wouldn't have said yes either.

[ SO LITERALLY WHAT WERE YOU SO MAD ABOUT??? ]

I really don't understand how any of this works.

[ pointing that out now. rey's ... obviously never been with anybody. it feels obvious, at least. daisy has probably gathered that. rey's pretty young still, after all, and she's awkward and uses words like 'lovers' which apparently daisy thinks is weird to talk about. but — ]

I don't think you and Illya are helping me make any sense of it either.

[ just saying. y'all a fuckin mess. and kylo's definitely not helping. ]

Any of what?

[ relationships??? she and illya are not in a relationship. technically speaking, anyway. they are absolutely monogamously fucking and emotionally invested in each other, but. that's not the point. ]

People.

[ it's perhaps a little too expansive, but. ]

You were mad at him for doing exactly what you would have done. You asked, but you say it's not a big deal. You have feelings for each other, but neither of you wants to admit it to anyone else, and neither of you seems to know what's going on either.

No, we know. I mean, I told him like... half a dozen times.

[ he knows now. they've (somewhat) figured their shit out now. but daisy says it like they've known the whole time and aren't complete fucking idiots ]

I was mad at him for not getting his hand looked at. I'd be mad at you too, if you'd broken your hand trying to protect me and wouldn't get it looked at.

[ though she wonders if maybe that was the reason he went to go have it looked at it. did he talk to rey about that too? was that pre or post the 'lovers' conversation? ]

You just said you were angry with him for saying you weren't lovers, but that you would have done the same.

[ oh, daisy. ]

[ she did just say all of those things. she can't even argue that, because rey is absolutely accurate. so daisy just ... stares, you know, for a hot second, as if willing some kind of rational response to come to mind. ]

It's complicated.

[ that's not really an answer. ]

At the time, anyway. I was mad at him for saying no because I thought he was saying he didn't — [ vague hand gestures ] Care about me, or something. But I would have said no too, because I don't think anyone's called anyone their lover since, like, the 1800s or something, so. It didn't make sense to say yes.

[ which is why it's so weird to hear from rey, who comes from space, which automatically in daisy's mind corresponds to the future. ]

And we fought about it, a lot, and then we … figured it out, I guess. [ drunk dialing him, crying, having too many emotions, crying some more ] And then, you know. I went somewhere — [ a nice way of saying she disappeared into no man's land for four days ] — and I think, uh. I think we just kind of realized that it didn't have to make sense.

[ they don't have a label. they aren't officially anything. but, like illya said to prompto, it's a good situation. they care, in their own ways. it works for them. ]

So. [ she shrugs, and as if with perfect timing, the waitress swings back by to drop off their meals and drinks. daisy picks up her coffee cup and blows on it before she speaks again. ] I haven't really told anybody all of that yet. You're the first.

morning, september 23.

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