[Boxer tries to avoid letting the two of them see each other, and he can see all of his progress vanish with that one expression on Chris's face.
He sighs and rolls his eyes, reaching out with a tentacle and wrapping it around Chris's ankle. With a firm yank, he pulls the guy off of his feet. The question is: will he stay conscious after the back of his head hits the floor?]
[Most normal people can't retain consciousness after a good thwack so it's only reasonable that Chris can't. The guy isn't superman. He's definitely still breathing, though. Nariko deflates completely, it compounds wonderfully with all of her guilt.]
[Despite being one tall mofo, Boxer has no problem picking him up and hanging him over his shoulder. He crawls his way over to the elevator.]
We'll tell the receptionist that this stranger fell down and needs an ambulance. They'll send police, too, and that's when they'll realize he's not supposed to be here.
[She can handle an elevator but apparently not much else. Certainly not the rest of the situation. Nariko walks ahead a bit to try and get the elevator onto her floor before Boxer gets there, just so he doesn't have to wait too long. By now she's trying for every positive little detail that can be found.]
[And so there's a comfy little seat that Boxer can put Chris in while he informs the receptionist what happened and what their poor friend needs! As they head back upstairs:]
[Bridget's a nice girl who slings gossip like it's an Olympic event. That she doesn't pester Boxer with five thousand questions and essentially hold them up is actually a miracle. She keeps her eyes to the floor and nods.]
I'm fine.
[The percentage of women who actually mean 'fine' when they say 'fine' is so incredibly minuscule that it's just illogical to think Nariko would be one of them.] Are you okay?
[Probably because Boxer moves like he's got somewhere to be, especially when he's crawling around to get anywhere instead of using his chair and meandering.
Yeah, he knows that trick. Oldest one in the book.]
Yeah. Sure you're okay? That was pretty upsetting.
It's alright. There's no relationship without their own challenges.
[And he goes back to working on her desk as if nothing out of the ordinary just happened.]
No, you're not insane. I was trying to talk him down from it...not that I thought I'd make any progress--if only to make an assessment of how hopeless he was.
[She isn't taking her couch since Boxer's is much bigger and more comfortable, so she doesn't feel any sense of guilt when she lays out on it and kicks her feet up. She kind of snorts.]
On a scale of one to ten, what's the assessment determine?
He needs therapy. Actual therapy, by a licensed professional. [Not stiff-drink kind of therapy, which is usually what boxer prescribes to himself when things get too real.]
[It feels like her fault and the more she replays the whole series of events the more thoroughly she can pick out things that were her fault. She wasn't caring enough, didn't make their breakup clear enough, she shouldn't have been so aggressive - that sort of thing.
But that's wrong. The logical part of her knows that Boxer is right. An even more thoroughly buried part of her knows that Chris has probably always had issues of his own. The conscious part just drags her body up and goes to hug him.]
Didn't get this name 'cause I always went for the straightforward tactic.
[In other words if his size didn't make it such a pain he'd still be a lethal fighter. Boxer closes his eyes and leans into the kiss and his burrlike soon-wife.
Wish this job was already over, because I want to cuddle the hell out of you right now.
[.... They probably shouldn't since a good amount of her apartment still needs transporting to Boxer's place or the storage place Nariko ended up going with. But these are extenuating circumstances, and isn't emotional and mental health more important than anything else?]
I love you.
[And now a real kiss, because Boxer really was great and as far as Nariko is concerned he shouldn't have been forced to deal with this in the first place. The fact that he did just makes him even greater in her eyes, though she hadn't even thought that possible before now.]
[He allows himself to sink into that kiss. After a run-in like that, it's nice to...well, take a moment for yourself. He indulges in said moment, eventually pulling away when he feels less tense.]
But I really want to get this done...then we can relax for the rest of the day.
[Rather than just doing a few boxes at a time and stopping for an hour Nariko will actually help pack up her apartment so they can be finished before two in the morning.]
[He gives Nariko a quick peck before they go their parting ways to work on their respective tasks. It'll all be worth it when they get to be lazy pigs. And they won't be there until two in the morning! How about two in the afternoon though?]
[Packing is so fucking boring, she's not going to know where any of her crap is despite meticulous labeling because she'll spend the unpacking process screaming at cardboard boxes. When they're finally done her apartment looks like a barren wasteland. There's no residual fluff, it doesn't even feel bittersweet it's just ... It is what it is. She doesn't answer him right away, just stares at the now empty living room, her utterly barren kitchen.
She's going to get married. And live with her fiance.]
[Ah. Having a bit of a moment, Nariko? He patiently waits through the unintentional hesitation, but he can get a read on what she's thinking when she speaks up. Boxer closes the distance between them and hugs her from behind, offering no words to comfort her--there's not a whole lot to say, and he's not a man of wasted words. He just allows his huge, thick arms to wrap around her waist and hips, planting a kiss on her shoulder.]
[At first she doesn't even necessarily know why she's upset, but it's almost as if the safety cocoon that Boxer makes just by holding her brings it all out. Even though she doesn't love Christian, and doesn't miss him? They really did spend a whole huge chunk of their lives together. Even before they'd become an official couple they'd been friends through her last year of college.
Leaving the apartment was like leaving behind all those memories, that whole version of herself. It wasn't a bad thing, she knew it was for the best! But goddamn did it ache like a bitch.
After the worst of it gets out and she's left to soft hiccups Nariko turns in place to hug him.]
Don't leave me. [Which is impractical and silly and not a thing that can be promised. But sometimes she just needs to hear the impossible while knowing it's impossible.]
[Ah, well...he didn't mean to make her turn on the full waterworks, but it seems like she's okay so he'll let her go through the paces, just...being there for her. Holding her.
I won't.
[And that's exactly what he'll give her.]
I know I said I was proud of you earlier, but I really am. It takes strength to move forward.
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[Boxer tries to avoid letting the two of them see each other, and he can see all of his progress vanish with that one expression on Chris's face.
He sighs and rolls his eyes, reaching out with a tentacle and wrapping it around Chris's ankle. With a firm yank, he pulls the guy off of his feet. The question is: will he stay conscious after the back of his head hits the floor?]
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... I'm sorry.
[This is awful.]
Should I call the police?
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[Despite being one tall mofo, Boxer has no problem picking him up and hanging him over his shoulder. He crawls his way over to the elevator.]
We'll tell the receptionist that this stranger fell down and needs an ambulance. They'll send police, too, and that's when they'll realize he's not supposed to be here.
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[She can handle an elevator but apparently not much else. Certainly not the rest of the situation. Nariko walks ahead a bit to try and get the elevator onto her floor before Boxer gets there, just so he doesn't have to wait too long. By now she's trying for every positive little detail that can be found.]
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Hey, are you alright?
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I'm fine.
[The percentage of women who actually mean 'fine' when they say 'fine' is so incredibly minuscule that it's just illogical to think Nariko would be one of them.] Are you okay?
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Yeah, he knows that trick. Oldest one in the book.]
Yeah. Sure you're okay? That was pretty upsetting.
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I ended up causing a lot of trouble for you.
[And she just can't help feeling awful about it.] And I don't even ... Am I the insane one, here? None of what he said even makes sense.
[Not if they go by what actually happened, versus what he thinks happened.]
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It's alright. There's no relationship without their own challenges.
[And he goes back to working on her desk as if nothing out of the ordinary just happened.]
No, you're not insane. I was trying to talk him down from it...not that I thought I'd make any progress--if only to make an assessment of how hopeless he was.
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On a scale of one to ten, what's the assessment determine?
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[Nariko lapses into silence again, choosing to just watch Boxer exist. It's a lot more calming.]
Did I do this? [That's worded kind of badly.] I mean, do you think he's this way because of me?
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You can't take responsibility for another person's actions, Nariko.
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[It feels like her fault and the more she replays the whole series of events the more thoroughly she can pick out things that were her fault. She wasn't caring enough, didn't make their breakup clear enough, she shouldn't have been so aggressive - that sort of thing.
But that's wrong. The logical part of her knows that Boxer is right. An even more thoroughly buried part of her knows that Chris has probably always had issues of his own. The conscious part just drags her body up and goes to hug him.]
... You were really cool, though.
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[He sits up when she hugs him, making the gesture easier for her. He turns his head to look at her.]
Really? You think so?
[He wasn't trying to be cool, conflict resolution is one of his job responsibilities, but...hell, if his girlfriend thinks so...he'll take it!]
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[...] Granted, that might have ended horribly.
[To say the least.] But, still. You were very Adult-like.
[And for his troubles Boxer is awarded a very sincere kiss on the cheek. And a fiancee that's turned into a burr.]
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Didn't get this name 'cause I always went for the straightforward tactic.
[In other words if his size didn't make it such a pain he'd still be a lethal fighter. Boxer closes his eyes and leans into the kiss and his burrlike soon-wife.
Wish this job was already over, because I want to cuddle the hell out of you right now.
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[.... They probably shouldn't since a good amount of her apartment still needs transporting to Boxer's place or the storage place Nariko ended up going with. But these are extenuating circumstances, and isn't emotional and mental health more important than anything else?]
I love you.
[And now a real kiss, because Boxer really was great and as far as Nariko is concerned he shouldn't have been forced to deal with this in the first place. The fact that he did just makes him even greater in her eyes, though she hadn't even thought that possible before now.]
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[He allows himself to sink into that kiss. After a run-in like that, it's nice to...well, take a moment for yourself. He indulges in said moment, eventually pulling away when he feels less tense.]
But I really want to get this done...then we can relax for the rest of the day.
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[Such Adult.]
Alright, let's power through it.
[Rather than just doing a few boxes at a time and stopping for an hour Nariko will actually help pack up her apartment so they can be finished before two in the morning.]
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[He gives Nariko a quick peck before they go their parting ways to work on their respective tasks. It'll all be worth it when they get to be lazy pigs. And they won't be there until two in the morning! How about two in the afternoon though?]
Want to go out for lunch?
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She's going to get married. And live with her fiance.]
Y-Yeah.
[What was she agreeing to, again?] Yes! Sorry.
[Just ignore the tears, Boxer.]
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Leaving the apartment was like leaving behind all those memories, that whole version of herself. It wasn't a bad thing, she knew it was for the best! But goddamn did it ache like a bitch.
After the worst of it gets out and she's left to soft hiccups Nariko turns in place to hug him.]
Don't leave me. [Which is impractical and silly and not a thing that can be promised. But sometimes she just needs to hear the impossible while knowing it's impossible.]
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I won't.
[And that's exactly what he'll give her.]
I know I said I was proud of you earlier, but I really am. It takes strength to move forward.
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