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[untempered]

Who: anyone
When: Day 85, nightfall (forward-dated)
Where: Level 5
What: The Long Night

[if you head upstairs this evening, following the directions of the message on the noticeboard or just as a happenstance, the sun's last rays of light disappear from the sky and as darkness begins to fall, you will find that not all light has fled from the topmost level of headquarters. down amongst the edges of the floor that still have nature clinging to it, a space has been cleared, and is now stacked high with logs and vines, blazing with a bonfire. the glass dome has not quite been covered over here, so the smoke escapes into the night without hindrance.

Noric is there as well, in his full Ophiuchus clothing, throwing one last piece of wood into the fire.]

((OOC: The Long Night event! This will be open to mingle for about an hour or so before Noric formally opens it, and then there will be a thread for personal speakings-into-the-void.))

ETA: formal opening | thread for personal words

Comments

[soundsinsilence]

[Blinks.]

[devotedtothecore]

....it's alright. Nevermind.

[soundsinsilence]

. . . okay.

[devotedtothecore]

...

[ pff... "really old", huh...

lets go and turns back to facing forward again, watching the bonfire. ]

[soundsinsilence]

[Really really old.

Watches him watching the fire . . . and finally stands, scooping him up into a princess carry.]

[devotedtothecore]

[ ---wait what

momentarily too stunned to actually. react? ]

...

[soundsinsilence]

[Very good. It's a lot easier to lower him back into his wheelchair when he's not fighting it.]

[devotedtothecore]

[ and it's a little too late once one's already seated.



just.

rubs at his face, red to the ears. ]

...thank you.

[soundsinsilence]

You're welcome!

[. . . touches the top of his ear, just with a fingertip, feeling the heat radiating off it.]

[devotedtothecore]

[ --blinks, lowering his hand. eyes glance aside at her, but he doesn't... pull away? ]

...what is it?

[soundsinsilence]

Red as the reflection of the firelight.

[devotedtothecore]

[ --grk. ]

That's... well...

[soundsinsilence]

[Pulls her hand back.]

[devotedtothecore]

[ ....manfully resisting the urge to rub at where it was. Glances the other way instead, muttering in old Common. ]

...mortifying...

[soundsinsilence]

. . . it's getting worse.

[devotedtothecore]

--why are you watching?!

[soundsinsilence]

[Touches it again.]

[devotedtothecore]

[ yes it's as warm as it looks.

--grabs her wrist. Lightly. ]

Kururu.

[soundsinsilence]

[She has the good grace not to laugh.

Verbally.]

[devotedtothecore]

[ ...... and for a moment, exasperation fades to a strange, half-frown almost-smile on his face.

huff... ]

Your eyes give you away, you realize.

[soundsinsilence]

There's others I need to see to. And the fire as well . . .

Will you be all right here?

[devotedtothecore]

[ ...lets go of her. ]

I believe so.

[soundsinsilence]

And no more trying to get up.

[devotedtothecore]

...

It was an exceptional situation.

[soundsinsilence]

It was not exceptional in the least.