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β VAX.
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meteion
2022-03-13 02:37 am (UTC)
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[ first, the rooftop! and if that doesn't work, the cemetery... and then the bar. ]
Edited (i posted too quickly JKHGKD)
2022-03-13 02:39 (UTC)
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daggering
2022-03-13 04:17 am (UTC)
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[ actually, the rooftop might get her a victory, if she comes late enough.
she might just catch the familiar light of feathers, of moonlight glinting off of oil slick raven black, in a corner of the rooftop, by the railing. ]
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meteion
2022-03-13 04:45 am (UTC)
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[ late enough.. well she is checking on a few people, so hopefully, it's enough time to catch sight of him up here when she shows up.
she'll trail on over the moment she sees something that stands out. ]
Vax...?
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daggering
2022-03-13 05:28 am (UTC)
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[ his voice just comes out first - he's got his hood up, expression hidden by it. it's maybe better that way - meteion can hear the rough quality to his soft voice. ]
...Metie.
[ that's all he really has, at first. ]
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meteion
2022-03-13 06:00 am (UTC)
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[ she's quiet for a moment longer, moving closer to him while pushing that hood of hers back. she only takes a moment to look around and then just
promptly lowers to sit on the floor. she'll hold her hands out afterward, towards him. ]
Sit with me..?
[ it's a soft, gentle request. if not, that's okay too! she can talk with him here. ]
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daggering
2022-03-13 01:44 pm (UTC)
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[ there's no sign of movement, at first. he doesn't push away from the railing, or off of it.
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but eventually, his hand drops down to rest near hers, where she's holding it out. ]
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meteion
2022-03-14 06:49 am (UTC)
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[ i forgot how emo this thread is. ]
[ gingerly, she takes that hand into her own, coming to rest her forehead against those knuckles. ]
..It'll be okay. You're not alone. We'll... we'll figure something out.
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she might just catch the familiar light of feathers, of moonlight glinting off of oil slick raven black, in a corner of the rooftop, by the railing. ]
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she'll trail on over the moment she sees something that stands out. ] Vax...?
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...Metie. [ that's all he really has, at first. ]
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promptly lowers to sit on the floor. she'll hold her hands out afterward, towards him. ]
Sit with me..? [ it's a soft, gentle request. if not, that's okay too! she can talk with him here. ]
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...
but eventually, his hand drops down to rest near hers, where she's holding it out. ]
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[ gingerly, she takes that hand into her own, coming to rest her forehead against those knuckles. ]
..It'll be okay. You're not alone. We'll... we'll figure something out.