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"Was his meant to be a date?" [xpoltergeist] [whoopsie daisy]
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Tadashi raised his eyebrows at Danny in some amusement, folding his arms and legs in mid-air. He’d gotten this floating thing down, at least. “You know what? You caught me.” He let out a long, dramatic sigh. “I tried to turn this into a date, you’re right, and I’m sorry.”
;; xpoltergeist
Somebody had just walked through him again. Tadashi froze instinctively, his body shuddering at the sensation, and he looked over at Danny, biting down on his bottom lip.
“...Can I stop that from happening? It’s.. uncomfortable.”
lxvingdeadgxrl
There was no denying that his words hurt, cut through her like a knife. What a thing to say to a friend. Well, at least she’d thought they were friends, to the woman who had brought him back from the dead…
But maybe that was just it…
After all, who could attach, or even stay attached to a freak like her?
“…I don’t know, either. Who’d ever want to be attached to me. God, must be bloody awful to have to suffer so.” she managed, wielding her words as weapons. “But fuck you very much, Pietro, so glad to know that it was such a burden to have me around.”
He just stared at her, trying his best not to cut her off and tell her that it wasn’t what he had meant. Of course the damage had been done and he stared at her with as much guilt as he could muster, attempting to convey it in as many simple words as he could.
But she was right. He should not have said something like that. Not to her. Not ever to her.
Finally he broke his gaze from hers and he blinked away whatever emotions were heavily stored within them. “I have heard that getting attached is the worst you could do.” he stated, finally looked to her again. “I have already died once, Wynter...what happens if I do again and I am still attached here?”
He shook his head.
“It was not what I meant.”
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There was a strange sort of loneliness in being dead. He had never thought about it much, but, he had automatically assumed, he supposed, that death took you away, all your worries, all the pain and sorrow would dissipate, and for some, he supposed that was true. He, however, was not so lucky. He was still here, on the mortal plane, unseen by all, a ghost. He knew why. Hiro. He had to make sure that Hiro was okay.
Sighing quietly, the spirit gazed around the bedroom that he had once shared with his brother, and silently, headed down the stairs. Apparently, Aunt Cass and Hiro were to have a visitor today, and he was curious as to who it was.
littlehiro6
"You know, I kinda wish I could've made a speech."
Tadashi stepped up beside his little brother, lips puleld up into a small grin. Hiro was just as tall as he was know (and older - that was hard to swallow sometimes. Little brother no more, really.) He cast a glance to Hiro's side, and his smile softened. Hiro looked like the happiest person on Earth - and he probably felt it.
It was his wedding day, after all.
"Bet everyone would've loved hearing about that time you spilled coffee over yourself because you were distracted staring at Ted when you were fifteen. Good times. Good times. Right on the crotch, right? I remember you screaming."
littlehiro6
Being dead was.. interesting. He didn't see the world the way he saw it when he was alive. There were certain path-lines he could follow on his own - paths he'd followed when he was alive. He couldn't steer from those. Unless he was with Hiro. He didn't have much purpose left, other than keeping an eye out for his little brother.
So, he followed behind him, usually, mostly observing, offering some reassuring nudges or bumps whenever he needed it. He hadn't really been able to do much more than that - but he was trying. He hadn't expected it to be so hard.
