laytorest: ([Daze] They’re boiling them)
Yor Forger née Briar ([personal profile] laytorest) wrote2021-06-04 06:11 pm
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heroicact: (what tangled webs)

[personal profile] heroicact 2021-06-06 07:03 am (UTC)(link)
[He leaves the impromptu connection as is, speaking quietly to it as though he might be handing over his words one by one. Perhaps that will help.]

Is that where your doubts lie?

It is not unreasonable -- it has been but one week, and people can hardly get to know each other well enough for life and death decisions in one mere week.

All the same, those are the decisions we have made all together.
heroicact: (how many Glens does it take to screw?)

[personal profile] heroicact 2021-06-08 11:58 am (UTC)(link)
[He merely nods; these are words that will find their place later, and there's no need to place undue weight on them immediately. Instead, he retracts his hand and lets a little more solicitousness take over his expression, pale as it continues to be.]

Well, these things won't resolve themselves in a day or an hour.

I was thinking of going to the kitchens for a little while and putting something together... shall I bring you a cup of tea? It can be oddly helpful in times like these...
heroicact: (birding is such sweet sorrow)

1/2

[personal profile] heroicact 2021-06-08 10:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Certainly not. I am the type that finds it easier to move around after a long day stuck in a tree, you see...

[Just a little bit of levity, a touch of silliness; there are still far too many things lost in the foliage but he too seems to take heart from her wakening expression. He'll see her to her room before taking his leave like a good, slightly ruffled gentleman; it'll take a while yet before he reappears, because he needs to put himself back together a little, too.

It really wouldn't do to look literally like he fell out of tree, even though it was almost the equivalent of that.]
heroicact: (let us speak in flowers)

2/2 I got distracted... method RP where IRL time passed

[personal profile] heroicact 2021-06-08 11:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[Some time later, though before the sad little potluck of their peers gets underway, Yor will hear a few taps at her door in an easy rhythm -- it's Jack at the other side with a piping hot cup of... or rather, an entire tea set, because one does not simply stop at a single cup of tea.

Somehow, he looks more put together and slightly more cheerful but also considerably more windswept than the last time.]