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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]

[it's all good]

[untempered]

[;;;;;;;;;;]

[intellectum]

[more pettings]

[untempered]

[is just going to... slide down to the floor eventually.]

[intellectum]

[well, sliding down with you, keeping his hold on him]

[untempered]

[he cries himself out before long, taking shuddering breaths against Xavier's chest.]

[intellectum]

[strokes the length of his spine]

[untempered]

[he's gone a bit numb, hollowed out inside.]

[intellectum]

[can't imagine what that's like]

[untempered]

[could you ever imagine what it's like when it happens to Noric?]

[intellectum]

[:(]

[untempered]

...I'm sorry.

[intellectum]

For what?

[untempered]

I think... I ruined the evening...

[intellectum]

Don't be ridiculous. It's an evening. There are plenty more to come.

[untempered]

But this was meant to be...

[intellectum]

Meant to be what?

[untempered]

...better than this.

[pulls away slightly, enough to find where the vine is and take it in his hand. a twinge of disappointment in himself.]

[intellectum]

I don't see a problem with this.

[untempered]

That's not funny.

[intellectum]

I wasn't trying to be.

[untempered]

Generally one doesn't... doesn't start such things by crying all over the other person.

[intellectum]

[firm]

You needed it. And it's not only about me, it's about you as well.

[untempered]

[... :( wiping at his face]

[intellectum]

[smiles]

Think of this as my part in the courting ritual.