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"He is haunted... by his friends. All his precious companions and their deaths. Eight years ago, he had friends he cared about very much. Friends he would give his life for. Their names were... Shinya Hiiragi, Norito Goshi, Mito Jujo, Sayuri Hanayori, Shigure Yukimi. But they all died.... Oh, they died all right. And then they were revived.
But the world does not permit the dead to come back. It was a presumption that angered a petty god. The price of their return was great. Very, very great. Can you guess what it was? All the adult humans of the world were killed by a virus. Ever since, Guren Ichinose... has been haunted by that sin and its price."
But the world does not permit the dead to come back. It was a presumption that angered a petty god. The price of their return was great. Very, very great. Can you guess what it was? All the adult humans of the world were killed by a virus. Ever since, Guren Ichinose... has been haunted by that sin and its price."
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Date: 2018-04-17 13:43 (UTC)...It’s nice to just sit back and watch, sometimes. [ He likes looking at fire, or sitting here to stay warm. ] I was right about your place turning out real blue, but I guess there are a few things okay with this one, too.
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Date: 2018-04-17 14:03 (UTC)he scoots back a little, closer to guren, once the fire gets too hot to sit so near to, but he still seems content to watch the movement. instead of asking for guren's hand, he taps the floor to get guren's attention, and writes his thoughts out there.
W-A-R-M
he's almost jealous of how pleasant this is. ]
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Date: 2018-04-17 14:10 (UTC)Yeah, it’s warm. Nice, right? [ He’s growing a little quiet again, now that the excitement about strawberries has died down and he can focus on the more relaxed mood trying to set it. A fireplace. He does feel lucky for that. ]
We can play chess in front of it some time.
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Date: 2018-04-17 14:26 (UTC)[ it's such a small, idle comment to make—but it feels like proof, somehow, that they've come an incredibly long way in such a short time. dextera never once doubted that guren cared, but it's nice to have an affirmation of their friendship like this. they have memories together. things they like to do. it feels normal, and precious because of it.
he doesn't go as far as to lean on guren, but he leans closer, letting his weight rest on the hand between them. he doesn't say anything, not with his mouth or with his fingers, but the subtle way he shifts is answer enough. he wants to play chess here. he wants to be around guren, for as long as guren will let it happen.
he nods, looking at guren out of the corner of his eye before he returns his attention to the fire. ]
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Date: 2018-04-17 14:54 (UTC)He stares at the fire so Dextera can’t get a direct look at his embarrassing smile that he can’t get off his face, right now, but he shifts so that his own hand rests somewhere to the side too, and he can lean a little closer. Just a little.
He hopes Dextera will stay out of that forest for a while. He really had been worried he wouldn’t be able to do anything to fix him, and that had come true, in a way. For now, they should just relax and enjoy simple things like this fireplace, and Guren can worry about working later today. ]
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Date: 2018-04-17 15:52 (UTC)in the warm, comfortable silence, inevitably his eyes start to close—guren is lucky that dextera is too sleepy to look at him directly, or else he would have totally noticed that guren was near tears for a second there. his head droops, his strength faltering in his arm, but his stomach growls and reminds him that he's hungry before he totally crashes in front of guren's fireplace. ]
...
[ he rubs his eye and laughs quietly, adjusting his position before he falls over. he should have slept... but he's glad he stayed awake to keep watch over guren, and it feels nice to be just a regular sleepy instead of just collapsing from exhaustion.
he's falling apart!! but at least he's happy about it, a nice turnaround from the night before. ]
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Date: 2018-04-18 03:32 (UTC)Scooting himself over after Dextera's laugh, he reaches with one arm to pull him into the other shoulder, a forceful instruction to just lean against him before he cracks his head open on a brick or hard floor or something.]
Sheesh. I told you to get some sleep, moron. [Now look at how sleepy he is!! All because he watched him all night!! He won't have it.] Just close your eyes and wait. It'll be maybe ten or twenty minutes.
[He Knows their schedules. Anyway, these are some firm instructions to doze off where it's safe!!]
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Date: 2018-04-18 03:51 (UTC)it'll be fine, though. guren has pulled him close, and now he's extra warm, so it would be very much impossible for him to do anything but sleep.
so he lets his head rest on guren's shoulder, adjusting his position so his legs are tucked under him, now, and he closes his eyes. it hardly takes a minute before his breathing evens out, and he will manage to get a little bit of sleep before proceeding with the rest of his day. (which, honestly, will probably just be more sleeping.) ]