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[awakenerd]

Who: Rean, Crow, and Randy
When: day 28
Where: the garden

[Rean's been passed out since princess maker, so a good 40 hours at least. When he wakes up... well he's immortal but here's never been in a position where there's no ambient mana he can use to even function basically. He feels fuzzy and almost like he's sick for over an hour, and he runs into more than one wall and that's all so absolutely unreal to him he finally texts Randy and Crow a simple word Garden. It takes him three tries to spell it right before hitting send.

And he'll be there next to a chalk circle full of symbols.]

Comments

[crimeson]

[Randy isn't exactly known for his Arts, so his mana isn't exactly... a deep well to draw from. He nearly passes out. But, being himself, he's still standing, just deathly still, determined not to fall.]

[awakenerd]

[When the light and dizziness passes Rean is standing next to Randy, putting an arm around him steadily.]

Hey, you all right?

[crimeson]

[he smiles a little hazily at Rean, leaning against him readily. It's Rean. Rean is safe and trusted.]

Yeah. Sorry.

[awakenerd]

Don't apologize. I'm kind of amazed you're still standing. Want some help sitting?

[crimeson]

I can... actually, yeah. Okay.

[awakenerd]

[He could get Randy to lean on him, or he could pick Randy up in a princess carry and obviously the second is the better choice.]

[crimeson]

[oh! that's cute. snuggles in cozily.]

[awakenerd]

[Taking Randy to a bench and setting him down gently, putting a hand on his forehead to check his temperature, kneeling in front of him.]

[crimeson]

[he sways gently, leaning into Rean's hand. a little warmer than usual, mostly a physical reaction to the strain of it, but already fading.]

[awakenerd]

[He fusses a little, brushing Randy's hair out of his face.]

How're you doing?

[crimeson]

M'fine, m'fine. You're lookin' better.

[awakenerd]

I'm feeling a lot better. I won't be leveling any mountains any time soon but I'm not in danger now.

[crimeson]

[clumsily pats his head.]

Good, good. We c'n get you to mountainbusting later.

[awakenerd]

I think right now we should get you in a bed with something hot to drink.

[crimeson]

Won't complain about that.

[awakenerd]

[Picking Randy up again.]

Your cabin or mine?

[crimeson]

Yours okay?

[ginger has his favorite people, so,]

[awakenerd]

Absolutely.

[Time to princess carry this big dog back to Ginger.]

[crimeson]

Cool.

[sooo cozy and relaxed]

[awakenerd]

[Perfectly tall man carries huge man.

Anyway he will settle Randy on his bed.]

[crimeson]

[Randy smiles up at Rean, stretched out contently on his bed like a satisfied cat.]

[awakenerd]

[Oh.... he's so pretty and in Rean's bed and Rean is suddenly self-aware.]

H-hey.

[crimeson]

Hi.

[Randy's starting to get... less out of it, unfortunately, which means he's remembering his emotional situation here, but...]

[awakenerd]

[Rean's more able to sense Randy than the other way quite yet, but he's not going to say anything because he actually hasn't had time to think yet, being in a coma the whole time.]

Starting to feel better?

[crimeson]

Mm, yeah.

[pushing himself upright, looking Rean over more carefully now that he can.]

You were really messed up, huh?