Jupiter: I'll go take care of the next one, guys. Catch up, okay?
She goes but Group South doesn't. They just watch. We can't focus on what we're doing or enjoy it while being watched by someone expecting something who won't say what and won't leave. Venus keeps getting distracted by the lights, and Neptune is keenly aware of the pit in her stomach. There is truly nothing ruder than denying us distraction.
Neptune: Goddddddddddddd. Seriously, what do you want?
Group South: Nothing. Nothing. You're cool. Nothing. You're cool. He's the one in trouble.
Neptune: Realllllllly?
Venus: I must not be, since the captain's not here.
Group South stares at Venus. Venus ignores them. They can stick around if they want. We can pretend to fix this siren all night.
Group South: Hey Venus. Hey Venus. You're taking a while. Hey Venus. You're taking a while. Need help.
Venus: No. Captain said I could do it alone. Go away. It's distracting.
Neptune: Don't you have somewhere else to be? Isn't cap'n going to be mad if he sees you slacking off?
Group South: Nah.
Neptune: He was pretty pissed off last time, wasn't he?
Group South: Nah. We're supposed to be here.
Neptune: Everyone was laughing.
Group South: It's Venus's fault- ... Nah. We're supposed to be here. It's Venus's fault.
Neptune: Haha. God I wish. The worst thing Venus has done is not fuck up hard enough to get us all kicked out. What is your problem, trying to get him to do something right, when you could be doing something productive like fucking up and getting us all sent home!
Venus: I don't know why he doesn't like you but the more you try to get on his good side the worse he'll make it for you. He doesn't need a reason. He hates it when peopel try to get on his good side.
Group South: You-
Venus: He hates it because it's like you're telling him what to do.
Group South: Fuck it. Fuck it?! ...Fuck it.
Neptune: ... Venus you have to be done by now, right? Venus. VENUS.
Venus: Oh! Yeah. I finished a while ago.
Neptune: What are you even looking at?
Venus: Oh-it's nothing, don't worry. I'll come down.
Venus climbs down from the siren, which crackles softy with the faint static of the radio again. It's louder than normal. God is already warning us.
Venus: Um.
Neptune: What.
Venus: Thanks. And um. Sorry for fucking up all the time.
Neptune: I literally don't care. They're idiots. They don't get it at all. There so obsessed with you, it's so weird.
Venus: They hate me though?
Neptune: Obviously? Is that supposed to make a difference?
Venus: Does it... not?
Neptune: Oh god. I really wish you would fuck up so bad even the captain hated you. It'd be a good look for you.
Venus: Oh... ...but I don't think I actually could? Mess up on purpose, I mean.
Neptune: It's literally as easy as doing nothing.
Venus: I know. Sometimes it feels harder to not do something than to do something? I wish I was a little more like you. You deal with this stuff so easily?
Neptune: Venus.
Venus: Yes?
Neptune: You're never allowed to think I have it better off than you. Ever. It's the worst thing you can do.
Venus: Oh. I'm sorry?
Neptune: Sometimes I kind of envy you Venus. And other times I really kind of don't.
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She goes but Group South doesn't. They just watch. We can't focus on what we're doing or enjoy it while being watched by someone expecting something who won't say what and won't leave. Venus keeps getting distracted by the lights, and Neptune is keenly aware of the pit in her stomach. There is truly nothing ruder than denying us distraction.
Neptune: Goddddddddddddd. Seriously, what do you want?
Group South: Nothing. Nothing. You're cool. Nothing. You're cool. He's the one in trouble.
Neptune: Realllllllly?
Venus: I must not be, since the captain's not here.
Group South stares at Venus. Venus ignores them. They can stick around if they want. We can pretend to fix this siren all night.
Group South: Hey Venus. Hey Venus. You're taking a while. Hey Venus. You're taking a while. Need help.
Venus: No. Captain said I could do it alone. Go away. It's distracting.
Neptune: Don't you have somewhere else to be? Isn't cap'n going to be mad if he sees you slacking off?
Group South: Nah.
Neptune: He was pretty pissed off last time, wasn't he?
Group South: Nah. We're supposed to be here.
Neptune: Everyone was laughing.
Group South: It's Venus's fault- ... Nah. We're supposed to be here. It's Venus's fault.
Neptune: Haha. God I wish. The worst thing Venus has done is not fuck up hard enough to get us all kicked out. What is your problem, trying to get him to do something right, when you could be doing something productive like fucking up and getting us all sent home!
Group South: Yeah? Ask him. Yeah. Ask him. Yeah! Ask him.
Venus: The captain doesn't like you.
Group South: Hey-
Venus: I don't know why he doesn't like you but the more you try to get on his good side the worse he'll make it for you. He doesn't need a reason. He hates it when peopel try to get on his good side.
Group South: You-
Venus: He hates it because it's like you're telling him what to do.
Group South: Fuck it. Fuck it?! ...Fuck it.
Neptune: ... Venus you have to be done by now, right? Venus. VENUS.
Venus: Oh! Yeah. I finished a while ago.
Neptune: What are you even looking at?
Venus: Oh-it's nothing, don't worry. I'll come down.
Venus climbs down from the siren, which crackles softy with the faint static of the radio again. It's louder than normal. God is already warning us.
Venus: Um.
Neptune: What.
Venus: Thanks. And um. Sorry for fucking up all the time.
Neptune: I literally don't care. They're idiots. They don't get it at all. There so obsessed with you, it's so weird.
Venus: They hate me though?
Neptune: Obviously? Is that supposed to make a difference?
Venus: Does it... not?
Neptune: Oh god. I really wish you would fuck up so bad even the captain hated you. It'd be a good look for you.
Venus: Oh... ...but I don't think I actually could? Mess up on purpose, I mean.
Neptune: It's literally as easy as doing nothing.
Venus: I know. Sometimes it feels harder to not do something than to do something? I wish I was a little more like you. You deal with this stuff so easily?
Neptune: Venus.
Venus: Yes?
Neptune: You're never allowed to think I have it better off than you. Ever. It's the worst thing you can do.
Venus: Oh. I'm sorry?
Neptune: Sometimes I kind of envy you Venus. And other times I really kind of don't.