[DDD | RL] Liar, Liar - Backdated

[redheadcarrier]

Click. Click. Click. Asuka thumbed the remote control again and the picture on the television screen flickered and changed. She had a day off from work and so far it had been... sort of boring. She'd ended up channel surfing to try and find something interesting to watch. As much as she hated to admit it, at least when she was at work she had something to do. And when she had worked for NERV, there was always the possibility of getting called out on a mission. Here, there was nothing. Click. Another channel, another boring show or informercial. Wasn't there anything good on these days?

She slumped back against the couch, voicing some of her thoughts aloud, "You know, at least at work I had something to do."

Huh. Where'd that come from?

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[eschatologist.livejournal.com]

He had not been out of his room for most of the day. Submerged in reading, it had granted him something to do.

(He had not had to go in for work. Yet, that is. Tomorrow or the next. And part of him wondered if it was too late to switch occupations. Just look a little more - And it was a thought he ground out as soon as it happened to spark. Before it happened to spread. Alight further ideas of skipping out, of moving on, of applying again. Somewhere different. Somewhere further. Something closer to-)

Now, it was a restlessness that drove him out. (Too stale air.) Now, it was thoughtless curiosity that spurred him to respond. (And from the kitchen, her voice had been clear enough.) And for a moment, he debated whether or not to join her on the couch - Only to wander into the living room, before he had the chance to sort it out.

Only to take a seat on the far end of the couch. A careful distance. (Glancing to her once, before focusing his attention on shuffling channels.)

"Nothing happens to be on, I assume?"