RL w/Sheryl; WTF DUDETTE

[aburningspirit]

[clothed "appropriately" (to use the Galactic Fairy's words) in this, kamina is wandering backstage as the stagehands around him hurry to put the finishing touches on sheryl's farewell concert.  he doesn't get half of what's going on, but it's exciting.  the air is electric.  it's contagious; he hums a tune that's been playing around town, in all the stores, at the arena.]  Tobikoeru harapeko nano....

[he rounds a corner, excited at the prospect of seeing more of what people who have conquered the sky do for fun around this place.  and there is sheryl!  she lookes a bit down, but maybe it's just pre-show nerves.  he'll beat them right out of her with his encouraging words!  he prepares to approach her when someone beats him there a first: a guy about his age with his hair in a ponytail.  it's obvious they're on good terms so kamina decides to wait his turn.  ...but what he hears....  her home, macross galaxy, disappeared and everyone there missing...her friend going to fight and not even sending him off with a kiss, putting on her show despite the pained look on her face when he leaves with one of her earrings....  what the hell was she doing?  she didn't have to do any of this!  he storms over in the hope that he can talk some sense into her.]

Oi, Sheryl!

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[piercethecharts]

[ she turns around and is only surprised for a moment before regaining her composure ]

Abusing your backstage pass, I see. I thought you'd be in the audience by now.

[aburningspirit.livejournal.com]

I still got time. 'sides, this is more excitin' than sitting around waiting for you to show up. [leans over all in her personal space] What the hell are you doin'?

[piercethecharts]

[ oh yeah she's backing down, NOT ] What do you mean, what am I doing? I have a show to prepare for, so if you'll excuse me-- [ SHERYL, STRUTTING OFF NOW or at least trying]

[aburningspirit.livejournal.com]

[grabs her wrist, you are not getting away from this so easily] You know what I mean!

[piercethecharts]

[ snaps right back ] What? You mean going on stage like a professional, which I am?

[aburningspirit.livejournal.com]

Just 'cause you're a professional or whatever the hell you wanna call it don't mean you hafta act like you don't feel anything!

[piercethecharts]

Don't you dare tell me how to act! And let go of me! [ wrenches her wrist free, but doesn't try to leave again ] Just because I'm going out on stage, that means I'm pretending? Is that it?

[aburningspirit.livejournal.com]

No, it don't, but anybody with eyes can tell you're covering all that stuff up! [steps moar into personal space] A man can tell these things! That guy that just left saw it too!

[piercethecharts]

[ ...TILTS HEAD UP where are my heels when I need them SUBSTITUTING GLARES FOR HEIGHT GO ] Oh, did he? He still left me to do things as I would, didn't he? What do you want me to do, Kamina?

[aburningspirit.livejournal.com]

[GLARE RIGHT BACK haha your shoes are worthless here] That's 'cause he wouldn't say anything. He mighta been scared of you, but I ain't. [exhales, gotta keep it together for now] I don't want ya to lie yerself.

[piercethecharts]

I'm not lying, why can't you understand that!?

[aburningspirit.livejournal.com]

[puts hands on her shoulders] So you aren't sad about what's happening to your home? At all?

[piercethecharts]

...Of course I am! Worrying, and not knowing what's happened, and-- [ she shakes her head, and looks back up fiercely ] And why does that mean I shouldn't go out there and perform?

[aburningspirit.livejournal.com]

Sometimes a man's gotta go out there and do what he's gotta do...even if he's hurtin'. Not like you're a guy or anything, but I guess it works for girls too. 'm makin' sure you wanna do this.

[piercethecharts]

[ oh okay you're just kind of a protective idiot, it could be worse. Her face softens just a bit as she replies ] Just who do you think I am? In any case... [ hesitates, you never ever tell anyone I show weakness ever ever ] I can't not sing. Not at a time like this. I just can't.

[aburningspirit.livejournal.com]

[hey, i'm not an idiot. he nods in understanding.] You're Sheryl Nome, that's who, the lady that busts the heavens with her voice! [grins] Go out there an' kick ass then!

[piercethecharts]

[ grins at him, hands on her hips ] As if I knew how to do anything else!

[aburningspirit.livejournal.com]

[steps back and puts hands in pockets] Yer all right for a girl sometimes, Sheryl.

[piercethecharts]

Oh? Big words, from a boy who hasn't mastered the art of wearing shirts.

[aburningspirit.livejournal.com]

That's 'cause shirts are stupid.

[piercethecharts]

You and your stupid shirt will be waiting for me after the show, won't you?

[aburningspirit.livejournal.com]

[thumbs up!] 'Course I will!

[piercethecharts]

Then you'd better get out there! The show's about to start, you know~

[aburningspirit.livejournal.com]

Shit! [RUNS BACK TO HIS SEAT, HE DOESN'T WANT TO MISS IT]

[piercethecharts]

[ ...does he realize the show doesn't start until she's out there?

Anyway, she'll head back to her dressing room now. You'd better be there when she's done :| ]

[aburningspirit.livejournal.com]

[nope. 8D

and he is so crashing in her dressing room after the concert, rummaging through her private refrigerator and checking out all the neat future stuff.]