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➟ ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛᴏ (☞ ᐛ )☞ ᴀʀɢᴇɴᴛᴜᴍ. ([personal profile] punshots) wrote in [community profile] nysalogs 2017-10-24 04:39 am (UTC)

[ He manages to down most of his soup, because no matter how knots are rolling in his gut, as soon as the first spoonful reaches his lips he remembers how positively famished he is. Rationing food while traveling hadn't exactly been ideal for anyone, especially when you're someone who always puts your own needs last.

Okay, maybe she's not the only one who can't remember the last time they ate.

But the nerves are still there, tense and coiling - at least, until Alisaie wraps her arms around his and curls against him. Her touch never fails to unravel him, her proximity an instant balm to the deep-seeded worries that have wormed their way into his heart. He's even gotten used to her feverish heat by now, for better or for worse.

So he snuggles close, his other arm coming around to wind around her side, a pensive - if exhausted - look upon his face. Her question has his eyebrows raising gently. ]


Ha - you wanna know about that?

[ A story from growing up on Eos...unsurprisingly, there weren't...many happy ones. But there were a few, and there's one in particular that springs to mind to share. ]

Well...how about the time I saved the Oracle's dog? That's a pretty good one.

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