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after the game, the king and the pawn go into the same box. (closed)
Who: Giovanni Rammsteiner (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
ofobedience) & Keith (emblazes)
What: Giovanni and Keith being weird since Keith tried ruin Giovanni's life.
When: End of the event.
Where: Wyver.
Warning(s): None to speak of.
[Keith's on something of a cooldown -- not that there's a whole lot of trouble to get up to currently. Not without a certain amount of effort, at least, and he's about spent. Between the move, acquiring a surge of memories and the stress of very nearly losing several ac...quaintances (friends? god forbid), fighting with Lance and the uncertainty of his endeavors back in Olympia (including, but not restricted to handing Giovanni over), he's had a lot of weight on his mind. He's been forgetful, fatigued....
What way to uplift himself -- like Yoga or somesuch, than to volunteer to help hand out the cure for that disease; there was a process to making it, but he's no chemist, nor is he an apothecary and he'd rather not fudge up a limited supply of something. Helping to distribute it is fine. The immediately affected at first for sure; there ought to be extras for those who may've found themselves susceptible thereafter, or for people who'd just like to have it on hand just in case. What an inconvenient thing to let endure....
Now, while he's aware Giovanni's been freed, he hasn't made any form of contact. Soon...possibly. Then again, Keith's not the most sentimental person and Giovanni would probably prefer not to speak to him in the future, period. He's...not necessarily bothered by that -- you know, if that's how he'd like for things to go, but he does feel like he owes the guy; things were okay before shit hit he fan. Above all, it doesn't feel right to leave things in limbo.
As fate would have it, Keith's loaded a few vials into his side-pouch and was in the process of turning off for administration when he finds himself twisting around just in time to bump shoulders (or, bump his shoulder to Giovanni's arm. Keith's smol) with none other than his old stalker.
Which, of course, he'd accuse him of if this were an earlier date. Instead, there's a start of an apology, a hard swallow, and he's regarding Giovanni as though he's got two heads.]
Uh--
[That's it. That's his scripted apology.]
ofobedience) & Keith (emblazes) What: Giovanni and Keith being weird since Keith tried ruin Giovanni's life.
When: End of the event.
Where: Wyver.
Warning(s): None to speak of.
[Keith's on something of a cooldown -- not that there's a whole lot of trouble to get up to currently. Not without a certain amount of effort, at least, and he's about spent. Between the move, acquiring a surge of memories and the stress of very nearly losing several ac...quaintances (friends? god forbid), fighting with Lance and the uncertainty of his endeavors back in Olympia (including, but not restricted to handing Giovanni over), he's had a lot of weight on his mind. He's been forgetful, fatigued....
What way to uplift himself -- like Yoga or somesuch, than to volunteer to help hand out the cure for that disease; there was a process to making it, but he's no chemist, nor is he an apothecary and he'd rather not fudge up a limited supply of something. Helping to distribute it is fine. The immediately affected at first for sure; there ought to be extras for those who may've found themselves susceptible thereafter, or for people who'd just like to have it on hand just in case. What an inconvenient thing to let endure....
Now, while he's aware Giovanni's been freed, he hasn't made any form of contact. Soon...possibly. Then again, Keith's not the most sentimental person and Giovanni would probably prefer not to speak to him in the future, period. He's...not necessarily bothered by that -- you know, if that's how he'd like for things to go, but he does feel like he owes the guy; things were okay before shit hit he fan. Above all, it doesn't feel right to leave things in limbo.
As fate would have it, Keith's loaded a few vials into his side-pouch and was in the process of turning off for administration when he finds himself twisting around just in time to bump shoulders (or, bump his shoulder to Giovanni's arm. Keith's smol) with none other than his old stalker.
Which, of course, he'd accuse him of if this were an earlier date. Instead, there's a start of an apology, a hard swallow, and he's regarding Giovanni as though he's got two heads.]
Uh--
[That's it. That's his scripted apology.]