[ Glimmer takes the time to make herself a cup of tea and when the call comes, she's sprawled out on the bed, looking at the drawing. Her eyes keep coming back to it, examining every line and stroke of the pencil, trying to imagine just how Ellie sees her. When the call comes she actually jumps a little--but she answers. ]
Yep. In this big, scary city filled with sneaky mushroom food carts.
[Ellie's grinning as she says it, hoping that comes through. It's still a marvel to be able to talk to someone all the way across the city, as if she's right here in the room. People had this, back before the outbreak.
They'd had radios, but it wasn't the same. It was personal.]
[Ellie makes an affirmative noise. She's still grossed out by the very thought, but she's slowly starting to come around to the idea. Then again, if Glimmer ever caught sight of a Bloater, maybe she'd be grossed out too.
But she laughs again as she speaks, her tone lighter.]
Look, I can't actually tell whether my drawings are trash anymore. I mostly just -- doodle in my journal.
[It's lucky that Glimmer's not there to see her face, the flush in her cheeks, or the quality of her smile. No matter how much she isn't ready, she's still human, and it's nice to actually feel like it.]
Eyes are always the hardest part. I guess I could have asked to take a picture for reference or something, but it never comes out right on film, and then the reference starts getting in the way of what I'm actually trying to draw.
[ It feels nice, like this. The space actually helps her feel a bit more normal. Lets her lean back into the puppy love and not think about all the big, heavy stuff swirling around them. ]
So you can draw. And you can play music. What else can you do that I don't know about yet?
[ "What else do you do that makes you incredibly attractive, Ellie? Fess up." ]
[Ellie huffs out a breath. Glimmer can't see her smiling, but it comes through in her voice. She's always been a sucker for praise; but then, so were all the kids she knew growing up.]
I can paint. I'm pretty good at rigging explosives. And I'm not half bad at archery.
[She's got nothing on Bow, for sure, but it's been more than enough to keep her alive.]
Archery? Why are the people I fall for all into archery?
[ Glimmer laughs again. It feels good just to talk. It's all out in the open and she feels so much lighter now, like she isn't concealing some awful secret. ]
There's a joke in there somewhere. 'Your arrows might be straight but I'm not?'
[Ellie tries to groan aloud, but she really can't help dissolving into laughter. She actually hasn't heard that one before, if it can be believed.]
I'm gonna need to remember that one.
[And Ellie pauses for a second, racking her memory- Glimmer's mentioned Bow several times, but only aloud, and she'd assumed it was Bo, which is a name she's actually familiar with.
... but Glimmer's world has her, a literally sparkly royal with magic, and Catra, who is literally part Cat, and now she's talking about someone into archery-]
So Bow's name is literally bow, like a bow and arrow?
Uh... I mean yeah? Bow's dads expected him to be a historian just like them. And my dad's name was Micah. And Bow's dad's are named George and Lance. Pretty sure there was a Horde soldier named Kyle?
[Ellie really can't help but laugh out loud. It makes her way into her next words, which sound more than a little openly curious. And it's a safer topic than their mutual interest in each other.]
From what you've told me about him he seems like an awesome guy.
[The kind of person that Glimmer really should be going for, in Ellie's opinion -- she's not trying to put herself down, just. Appreciating what she's heard about him. She can't dislike the dude.]
That's- kind of how it is, isn't it? You think you're friends until one day, you look at them and it's just-
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Hi. You made it home safe!
[ As if there was any doubt of it. ]
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[Ellie's grinning as she says it, hoping that comes through. It's still a marvel to be able to talk to someone all the way across the city, as if she's right here in the room. People had this, back before the outbreak.
They'd had radios, but it wasn't the same. It was personal.]
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[ Glimmer giggles. ]
This drawing you did is... it's really amazing.
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[Ellie can't help a laugh too, Glimmer's laugh is just like that. She has to hold her eyes closed for a couple seconds.]
Yeah? I'm really glad you liked it.
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[ Glimmer lets her head flop back onto the pillow. Stares up at the ceiling. ]
Of course I liked it! Why wouldn't I?
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But she laughs again as she speaks, her tone lighter.]
Look, I can't actually tell whether my drawings are trash anymore. I mostly just -- doodle in my journal.
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[ Glimmer's voice gets a little softer. ]
I liked that you drew my eyes a few times. Trying to get them right, you know?
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Eyes are always the hardest part. I guess I could have asked to take a picture for reference or something, but it never comes out right on film, and then the reference starts getting in the way of what I'm actually trying to draw.
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[ It feels nice, like this. The space actually helps her feel a bit more normal. Lets her lean back into the puppy love and not think about all the big, heavy stuff swirling around them. ]
So you can draw. And you can play music. What else can you do that I don't know about yet?
[ "What else do you do that makes you incredibly attractive, Ellie? Fess up." ]
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I can paint. I'm pretty good at rigging explosives. And I'm not half bad at archery.
[She's got nothing on Bow, for sure, but it's been more than enough to keep her alive.]
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[ Glimmer laughs again. It feels good just to talk. It's all out in the open and she feels so much lighter now, like she isn't concealing some awful secret. ]
There's a joke in there somewhere. 'Your arrows might be straight but I'm not?'
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I'm gonna need to remember that one.
[And Ellie pauses for a second, racking her memory- Glimmer's mentioned Bow several times, but only aloud, and she'd assumed it was Bo, which is a name she's actually familiar with.
... but Glimmer's world has her, a literally sparkly royal with magic, and Catra, who is literally part Cat, and now she's talking about someone into archery-]
So Bow's name is literally bow, like a bow and arrow?
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Uh, yeah. What else would it be?
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Don't take this the wrong way-
Does anyone in your world get named, like... Blackfang or Angelknives and then it turns out they're really into just... I don't know. Baking?
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... so you're into him, huh?
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...Yeah. He's kinda been my best friend since we were kids. My only friend for a long time.
I think at some point I just realized that he was important to me in a different way than I'd thought.
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[The kind of person that Glimmer really should be going for, in Ellie's opinion -- she's not trying to put herself down, just. Appreciating what she's heard about him. She can't dislike the dude.]
That's- kind of how it is, isn't it? You think you're friends until one day, you look at them and it's just-
Wow.
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[ Bummer. But she pushes through it. ]
Yeah! Exactly! It was just like this switch, kinda. You know... oh.
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Spending forever not wanting to fuck up your friendship, but also wondering how they feel?
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