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Who: Anybody
When: Day 114, mid-morning
Where: by the portal and OUTSIDE!!! (gasp)
What: ~~bad decisions~~ people venturing outside and stuff

[It's mid-morning in Thusia. Do you know where YOUR Waver Velvet is?]

[If you don't, it's probably because he's snuck away to have a look at the portal to the outside and is now looking at it, deep in ~~grumpy~~ thought.]

[Is it worth the risk to find a tobacco plant.]

[That is the question.]

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[ brings a hand up to her forehead ]

Limits . . .

[ taaakes it with his good 'un ]

Precisely.

But look. I'm doing things I choose.

We've walked together to Aaron.

...

[ swallows, throat too full for words 8( ]

[ slowly . . . slowly . . . brings her other hand up to his face . . .

and then pinches it as he did to Aaron ]

And now we're going to know his body once more.

Edited 2013-01-26 18:13 (UTC)

[ ---hghrgrk ]

And he will know the comfort of mine.

....

[ duration of time it has taken Chrysos Kineas to realize the full nature of the Ferham sibling relationship: ???? years ]

[ wait

seriously????? ]

[ pats his cheek and goes back to brothersnuggles :> ]

[ but

but!!! ]

Gold, just what did happen? Your heartache is touching, but the further I look, the more a concern it is. Quite a bit of your arm is much younger than the rest of you.

[ ...ugh why didn't I bandage this up before WELL THIS WASN'T AN ANTICIPATED SCENARIO ANYWAY. also it's not just some of the fleshy bits of his arm that look new, his prosthetic as well is not just actually repaired but more refined in many ways, though still recognizable in form. Plenty a visual distraction from his red face 8[ ]

...more than one ill-decided reckoning. There's no reason for concern, now.

[There is no wholly distracting from your fa-- your arm! snatches it up with his quick reflexes, brushing what sleeve he has up to see and study the port, then the workings.]

We have the technology to do this? I haven't seen it like this in... I've never seen it like this.

[ it's all grimy with mud and nature and old blood but hey it's not like this is any new state of affairs. Turns his hand at the wrist, flexing the fingers to show him, Pavo aesthetic + Air Gear tech shiny = even more natural movements than before??? ]

Not by any art of mine. Feathers--

[ hhhesitate ]

At this rate I'll be able to understand this confounded thing, if it becomes any more like flesh.

Feathers is the engineer?

...not the one we knew.

[ shakes his head ]

There's much to talk of. But this is hardly the place for it.

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Of course. Come, help me enjoy life again.

...

[ eyes him with a face just a little twisted up. just a little

...reaches up to touch the side of Aeron's face with his good hand ]

[there is the tremor, the shocky overreaction of a fresh resurrection, and his breath catches and he tilts his head, hs eyes weak - it's such a vulnerable gesture, one lost entirely in the weeks before he was lost. The dull exhaustion is gone, replaced with an older lost nervousness, and an older thrill than that.]

Gold...

[ ...his own face barely changes, save eyes widening just that bit more. Because he can't crack here. Not here. This is the worst place to they've still got to just get out of here

and ]

[

you know what fuck this

SHOULDERGRAB. AND HUGGING. SO TIGHT ]

Ah--ha--

[he squeezes out a choked sob and Spider clutches onto him as tight as he can]

[ feels like him sounds like him smells like him, light. He can't. Chrys can't wrap his head around it, not after seeing this man consigned to the stone of a faraway world and after all he'd done to say goodbye, damn it-- a harsh inhale ]

...if this is but another ploy of these gods, I swear--

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