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[hot_mess_express]

Who: Heroes
When: Day 36 night
Where: Back outside the train

[Well. You’re all in some kind of. State. A rather chagrined voice mutters on the wind;]

That isn’t quite how I envisioned it going…

[At any rate! There are new stars in the sky in ginger goldenrod, thyme apple and senna terracotta.

Well how are you all doing?]

Comments

[crimeson]

Oh.

[... he licks Cael's cheek. the real one. his aim might be a little off but he's trying.]

Sorry.

[fisherofmen]

[ closes his eye. it's okay you can lick. ]

Why are you apologizing . . .

[ with a little huff, and then - the illusion dispels, while he turns over to bury his face into the fur ]

[crimeson]

I didn't know.

[nuzzling at his hair, then]

[fisherofmen]

. . . I don't. . .

[ tucks his face more against him, mumbling ]

It was a secret.

[crimeson]

Was everything a secret?

[softly]

[fisherofmen]

. . . Who knows?

[crimeson]

I sure don't.

[fisherofmen]

...... That makes two of us.

holds

[crimeson]

[a huff that's probably most of the way to a laugh]

At least there's that.

thank u

[fisherofmen]

Yeah.

[ closing his eyes again ]

. . . Didn't want to stay with Rean?

[crimeson]

I didn't not want to stay with Rean... but I wanted to try this, too.

[fisherofmen]

[ small huff ]

Haah. Well, should I leave you to it?

[crimeson]

[...shifting back, fast and smooth, and now cael is in the arms of a fully human Randy.]

Nah.

[fisherofmen]

[ it's peepo

blinks a few times, stiff as a board, before he tilts his head up and relaxes against him just a little ]

Okay.

[crimeson]

[a little tense too, until cael starts to relax at all. randy gives him... a shy smile?]

Not too sudden?

[fisherofmen]

[ considers kissing him

considers that might be also too sudden actually ]

No, you're fine. Is this comfortable, though?

[crimeson]

Mm, let me...

[shifting them a little, getting cozy in his human shape.]

Is now.

[fisherofmen]

[ tilting his head up to look at him, considering for a moment, before lifting his hand up straight into the air, almost like he's reaching for the stars ]

[crimeson]

[watching him do that, following the line of his arm, then... copying the motion?

[fisherofmen]

[ tilts his head back, and then tilts his hand too, holding it out in front of randy's face ]

[crimeson]

[softly]

What are we doing?

[fisherofmen]

. . .

I thought I might touch your head, but I don't want to startle you.

[crimeson]

Oh.

You can.

[fisherofmen]

[ pets his head. ]

[crimeson]

[considers this for a moment, then presses into the touch, gentle.]