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[personal profile] oversea 2025-10-06 08:08 pm (UTC)(link)
[ hmmm.

he just leans against him, pauses, and then shifts so he can grab onto the bird. this is his emotional support gigantic plushie. ]


We are going to bed.

[ plural. ]
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[personal profile] transmit 2025-10-06 08:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[ truly hope he cleaned it and there isn't some dried drool stain from elysium's time with it ]

Okay, okay. We'll get us to bed. Up you go…

[ in his mind 'we' is still in separate beds and after he's cleaned the table and made sure everything is orderly so thorns does not feel obligated to if he gets up first…

they can hobble to thorns' room together.
]
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[personal profile] oversea 2025-10-06 08:15 pm (UTC)(link)
I guess my main concern is if he starts sharing his reservations with the others. People tend to flip on their opinions quickly once they're scared.

[ they can always make as good of an impression as they can, but you never know. and they can easily just pack up and leave if there's ever trouble, but it would be far more inconvenient to do so before they're ready. thorns doesn't regret running away with elysium, but he does regret the timing of it, since it just made things more difficult for them in the long run. ]
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[personal profile] oversea 2025-10-06 08:52 pm (UTC)(link)
[ wahoo

thorns crawls into bed and then pats the spot next to him. ]


Bed.
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[personal profile] transmit 2025-10-06 11:07 pm (UTC)(link)
I thought so, too. But I've been keeping an eye on him, and unless he's been communicating in code or secret, I don't think he's been talking about us to others.

[ don't just treat this like a mission, elysium. this is insane.

but is it worse that they ended up running away this way? there's no way back and there's no one expecting them. the only way is forward, together. it's hard to regret it too much when he thinks about it from this perspective.
]

Worst comes to worst, you can leave it to me.
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[personal profile] transmit 2025-10-06 11:08 pm (UTC)(link)
[




elysium takes the bird and puts it in that spot.
]

I need to go do the dishes.
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[personal profile] oversea 2025-10-06 11:20 pm (UTC)(link)
I don't want to leave it to you.

[ of course he notices elysium has that habit of trying to claim anything that may be difficult or messy for himself. he doesn't know why elysium is trying to keep thorns' hands clean, when that ship has already sailed–but he'll try to shoot the idea down when he can. ]

We do things together.
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[personal profile] oversea 2025-10-06 11:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[ he doesn't approve...

but he is also too sick to argue. he snuggles with the bird but is muttering something that is definitely probably some type of curse. ]
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[personal profile] transmit 2025-10-06 11:25 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm not the one that gets nightmares.

[ he will just say it aloud. this isn't entirely true, but he doesn't get them the same way thorns gets them and holds him even more tightly to his chest. ]

I just want to do what I can for you.
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[personal profile] transmit 2025-10-06 11:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[ he pats thorns' head again and rearranges his hair so it isn't a giant mess… he makes sure both thorns and the bird are comfortably tucked in, and then he goes to play housekeeper.

it's a lot worse than he'd initially thought—they've both been all sorts of out of it for several days now, and by the end of it he feels himself burning up. he finds the couch, finds their medication, and

passes out on it again, curled into himself. it's fine. this is technically a bed. their place is spotless now…
]
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[personal profile] oversea 2025-10-06 11:38 pm (UTC)(link)
And I want to do what I can for you. [ ... ] And you know that's not true. You do get them.

[ but yes, not really in the same way, considering the majority of thorns' is tied to what he is. but that's not really something that he and elysium talk about, especially when the answer really is to just go back to the sea.

... ]


I'll be fine. I want to make this path with you. Hand in hand.
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[personal profile] oversea 2025-10-06 11:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[ they are so fine!!!!

thorns eventually crawls out of bed, after an hour or so, because he realizes something is wrong. it is not that he senses elysium is unwell but the fact that he told elysium to get into bed with him and he only has bird.

he wanders out to look for him... ]


Elysium...
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[personal profile] transmit 2025-10-06 11:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[ they are so stupid.

elysium's arms are wound tightly around his body. he's shivering.
]
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[personal profile] transmit 2025-10-07 12:06 am (UTC)(link)
Not to the extent you do.

[ but he exhales, already aware he's fighting a losing battle. to punctuate his exasperation, he leans in and gives a small, irritated nip at thorns' ear, more petulant than anything. ]

Fine. I get it. If you behave, so will I.

[ they're mostly only unhinged toward everyone else, but once trust cracks, that chaos turns inward. still, for now, it's fine. they're getting along better than they ever have. ]
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[personal profile] oversea 2025-10-07 12:20 am (UTC)(link)
[ hmmm.

thorns attempts to crawl onto the couch with him. ]
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[personal profile] oversea 2025-10-07 12:24 am (UTC)(link)
[ why wouldn't they get along fine? after all, everything that made them fight in the past has been left behind.

... of course, that is ignoring that things can still pop up in the future. as in sync as they are over many things, there are still great differences in how they tend to operate. they can try to change themselves to fit more neatly against the other all they want, but neatly does not mean the same thing as perfectly. ]


I wouldn't think of doing anything otherwise.
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[personal profile] transmit 2025-10-07 12:26 am (UTC)(link)
[ HELP?



there is no space on this couch for them to both be horizontal unless thorns is, like. half on top of him.
]
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[personal profile] oversea 2025-10-07 12:34 am (UTC)(link)
[ he is half on him and half just. on the floor. this is not working at all. ]

Bed...
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[personal profile] transmit 2025-10-07 12:43 am (UTC)(link)
[ their takeaway from all this is probably to get a bigger couch and never to stop being stupid.

there's a strange weight pressing down on him. for a split second, he wonders if this is what it feels like to meet his sleep paralysis demon. he pries one eye open, spots thorns, and realises his assessment isn't entirely wrong before forcing the other eye open blearily.
]

Thorns…?

[ the way thorns has only been able to say bed for the past ten tags poor guy ]
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[personal profile] transmit 2025-10-07 12:45 am (UTC)(link)
I'm counting on it.

[ is what he says, while casually escalating things further with his hands. but they still at a respectable section of thorns' skin as his attention shifts, every muscle going quiet along with his voice. ]

… I think there are people coming to our west.
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[personal profile] oversea 2025-10-07 01:14 am (UTC)(link)
You're warm.

[ he thinks...

but he is definitely shivering, which isn't a good sign. thorns places a hand over elysium's forehead in an attempt to take his temperature. ]


I told you to go to bed...

[ this is a couch. ]
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[personal profile] oversea 2025-10-07 01:16 am (UTC)(link)
Mm.

[ he glances in that direction, making no move to get up since that might bring attention towards them if noticed. ]

Do you recognize any of them?

[ the idea of some people returning early isn't odd, even if this is very early... ]
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[personal profile] transmit 2025-10-07 01:20 am (UTC)(link)
Oh… I forgot. Okay.

[



this is how they both end up on the floor, half of elysium's body now on thorns with an entire arm strewn over his waist.
]

Heavy…

[ he's talking about his own body. what the hell did sc*en and now kal'tist do to them. ]
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[personal profile] transmit 2025-10-07 01:26 am (UTC)(link)
No. Four people, a caravan, and a burdenbeast. It's a small party. Potentially to stay unnoticed? They're armed, but it's too early to say whether or not they're friendly.

[ he glances down. ]

Do you want to just keep watching?
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[personal profile] oversea 2025-10-07 02:34 am (UTC)(link)
[ they are going to die down here

for now though, thorns just settles against elysium instead of trying to get up again. he has accepted this is where he will live now. ]


I knew you were sick.