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bookpapers) wrote2024-06-08 06:43 pm
bookpapers) wrote2024-06-08 06:43 pmAKI IS TUTORIAL AGAIN
THE LAST TIME I MADE A PC CATCHALL DAHUT EXPLODED
bookpapers) wrote2024-06-08 06:43 pm
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That said, he can move in front of Lucas, who doesn't seem to be looking at anything in particular despite the Purpose with which he turned around. Up close enough to touch, he probably looks even worse! There's the paleness and sweating, and when Lavi reaches out to touch him, he'll probably feel that there's a faint tremor running through him, too. Wow! Wild...
Anyway fortunately he doesn't reflexively reach out and try to crush Lavi like a grape about this, though he does seem disoriented.]
Pardon? Looking? [The way he is still so polite even though he's as bewildered as someone who just woke up from a fat nap thinking a whole day had passed.] No, I'm not looking for... anything.
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also crush him like a grape COWARD!!!! Lavi continues to see absolutely nothing that is comforting about this situation. He keeps his hand there -- keeps himself as still as possible really, but also alert just in case Lucas swoons like a delicate maiden into the stream....... except this is a really nice shoulder muscle actually damn, what the fck --
but that's not important? what's important is that Lavi peers at Lucas, then]
Do you recognize me?
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He will not crush Lavi like a grape but he also won't swoon maidenly into the water, despite the fact that he does look very unwell. Maybe even subconsciously he doesn't want to end up with leeches in his hair...
That said, it takes a second or two, like Lucas is summoning focus from somewhere far away, or like it's taking great effort to keep his attention from scattering. But eventually, a nod!]
I do, yes. [And then he reaches up to very lightly touch the hand on his shoulder.] It seems I've troubled you... Shall we?
[GO TO SHORE. He'll glance over toward it - properly this time, like he's aware of what he's looking for and what he's seeing - and then start to delicately make his way over.]
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Let's head to the bonfire? You can warm up there.
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...If you wouldn't mind, the fire-- would be nice. Yes. Thank you.
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but yeah woah, Lucas not freaking out over leeches.... this binch definitely has tb...
Once they're there, Lavi will gesture for Lucas to sit closer to the fire, and then perch on the seat next to him. and for once in his life, he doesn't -- talk? woah. instead, he unwinds his bright red scarf, and drapes it around Lucas instead.]
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He will accept the scarf, though! With a little bit of light and still somewhat distant surprise... The fire itself is good enough, nice and warm and grounding, even if the feeling of calm associated with it is probably concerning.
Reaching up, he gently touches the fabric.]
...Thank you.
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imagine i told you this is the dankiest scarf in the world... but no, the edges are worn and frayed, but the scarf itself is nice and cozy, even if the fabric's a little threadbare in some spots. Lavi looks from the flame to Lucas, checking the pallor of his skin,]
How are you feeling?
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Also honestly even if it was the dankiest scarf in the world Lucas would probably not notice at the moment. Jury's out on whether he'd even notice if it was covered in leeches.
He's still fuckin pale and also sweaty, but as he absentmindedly rubs at a little patch of the scarf that i keep typoing as scary, he seems to be grounding bit by bit.]
...Better, now. I'm-- I'll get myself a glass of water in a moment and after that I should be...
[FINE?? YEAH!]
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Take your time. I can get that glass for ya too, if you need it.
[he's seen a lot of shock and disassociation in his nineteen years of living, okay. even if he has no idea of who what how and why of it.]
Did you feet get wet at all? It looked like you were standing there for a while.
[HE WAS SO CLAMMY AND SWEATY]
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Only a bit. I'll leave everything out to dry later.
[Mechanically, he reaches down to pluck a last lingering leech off of his leg, pinching it with a little squish between his fingers. Goodnight.]
...If you would be so kind... the water would be appreciated.
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This guy's definitely not okay....]
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[and lavi will walk away..... and get a glass of water!!!! and speedily come back... you're about to tell me lucas isn't HERE
but if he is then he'll sit back down next to him and hold it out]
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He's still here, though! And he looks a bit better when Lavi returns. Less sweaty, less out of it. He reaches for the glass with a polite little nod.]
Thank you very much.
[DRINKS IT LIKE HE'S BEEN IN THE SAHARA FOR 5 DAYS.]
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...How long were you standing in the water for?
[he has so many questions but he'll start with THIS]
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Anyway good QUESTION. After he finishes the glass, he will primly hold it in his lap, brow drawing downward.]
...It wasn't more than five minutes. [He says, lying completely because he frankly doesn't remember the last however much time has gone by BUT HE DOESN'T WANT TO BE EVEN MORE WORRYING.] But I wasn't able to fetch water this morning.
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Lavi doesn’t say any of this out loud, instead he frowns when Lucas says he couldn’t get water. Was that what was happening…]
What happened?
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He glances down at the cup as this question is posed because it is also a question he has no answer to, but at least he won't lie about it. He shakes his head, brow furrowed.]
I'm not entirely certain... One moment, I was feeling fine, and the next I felt very near the verge of fainting.
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Has that happened to you before?
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It's fine, it's fine. He shakes his head again, breathing out a sigh.]
No, I can't say that it has. Perhaps it's simply the stress of adaptation.
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[The human body reacts differently for everyone, but also the same in a lot of ways?]
You were seriously out of it, Lucas. There were even leeches on you, and you didn't seem to notice or care. [...] It looked like your mind was somewhere else entirely.
[and he knwos all about MINDS being TRANSPORTED]
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He looks very faintly troubled for a moment, though. i think about how i keep describing what his eyebrows are doing when no one can see them]
I'm not certain where it was. [He wasn't thinking of anything at all, really. His memories of the last while are disjointed and disorienting and he would rather not go into it, so he just shakes his head as if to shake himself out of the lingering vestiges of whatever the hell that was.]
...Well, I admit that I haven't been sleeping very much, lately. I do believe it was just stress.
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Lavi briefly thinks about how he asked Mathis if Lucas had any funny sleep habits, damn..... the Regret,]
Maybe we can get you some tea... Or a fragrance, like lavender.
[temporary stopgaps that won't address the core issue here... which is that they are here for a ritual]
Or earplugs for that church bell...
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This is so funny though Lavi is so funny.]
Ah, yes... That bell is a little loud...
[A LITTLE. It's fine, he will survive. Lucas clears his throat somewhat reflexively, a hand moving to touch his collar.]
...Thank you, though. You're very kind, dear. I really do hope that I didn't give you too much of a fright.
[He really is feeling better, he's back to full formal sentences.]
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You did. [DON'T BULLY LUCAS DAMN... he looks stern... and then he grins] But I'll forgive ya.
[okay....]
Just for now though. Ask the Masks for something to help with your sleep, yeah? Or I'll pester Aerith about ya.
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