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[untempered]

Who: anyone
When: Day 27, evening
Where: Apartment Z
What: TABLEGASM

[So there's been drama, there's been hangovers, there's been nature violence and there's been the drudgery of daily life. But who cares about that. The door to Z is open and Noric is in the middle of the room, studying the ebony, fancy looking furniture item that just appeared there.]

...I'm almost loathe to admit this... but I kind of want to sleep on it, just because I can.

[Oh yes. Apartment Z got a table.]

Comments

[intellectum]

Sure.

[untempered]

I'm still interested in clothes... though we can at least rinse our things in the shower now while we aren't wearing them.

[intellectum]

Then are you getting clothes or am I?

[untempered]

I think it makes sense to get our own. So that the size is right.

[intellectum]

Ah, point.

[untempered]

Yes...

[casts a look at Heron as he goes to set up in the other bedroom]

Could you-- come with me for a second?

[intellectum]

[?]

Sure.

[untempered]

[going into their bedroom then]

[intellectum]

[hokay]

What's wrong?

[untempered]

[puts his hands up, placating]

Nothing. It's just something between you and me, that's all.

[intellectum]

[waits. (im)patiently]

Well?

[untempered]

Well.

[slightly hesitant and nervous]

You know how we spoke this morning, about trying for ... [vague hand gesture] a relationship?

[intellectum]

[dryly]

Since it happened this morning, it's still fresh in my memory.

[untempered]

...yes, I suppose it would be.

I meant it when I said I wanted to do it properly. So it's a little belated, but... [reaches into his tunic and pulls out a azure-wrapped length of vine, about three feet long.]

[intellectum]

You... got me a present?

[untempered]

It's... more a tradition, in Orion. For asking to court someone. If they agree, you bind your hand together with theirs.

[intellectum]

I see.

So I just... hold your hand?

[untempered]

Yes.

If you agree, that is.

[intellectum]

[smiles]

You're worried I changed my mind now that the afterglow has faded.

[untempered]

I just don't want you to feel obligated. That's all.

[intellectum]

I've never felt obligated in my entire life.

[untempered]

[extends his hand, then]

[intellectum]

[places his hand calmly on top of his, without a moment's hesitation]

[untempered]

[takes the vine and wraps it around both their hands twice.]

[intellectum]

[sucks in a deep breath because this is really happening]