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Tempest // Tsuyukusa (
rootless
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2013
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09:17 pm
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[ Y'ALL WANTED A POST FOR TREE
FUCKING
COMMENT WITH SETTINGS I CAN ROLL WITH ANYTHING ]
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deretsune
2013-11-12 06:51 am (UTC)
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Really home. For good.
I got my wish.
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rootless
2013-11-12 07:01 am (UTC)
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...Holy shit.
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deretsune
2013-11-12 07:16 am (UTC)
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[ leaning back against the counter. ]
...it's over, now. All of it.
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rootless
2013-11-12 08:07 am (UTC)
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...Really?
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deretsune
2013-11-12 09:18 am (UTC)
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We won.
[ ...her breath hitches, raising her hands to hastily scrub at her face. ]
We did it... it's over...
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rootless
2013-11-12 09:42 am (UTC)
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[sets his plate aside and tugs her into a hug.]
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deretsune
2013-11-12 12:23 pm (UTC)
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[ clinging to him, she absolutely stinks of blood and the cold metal smell of machinery under the scent of food, in the end healed but unmistakable.
and she just. sobs on him, with a huge sense of
relief
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We did it--
we did it
--
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rootless
2013-11-14 10:51 pm (UTC)
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[Nuzzles her, uncaring of the stink-- after all he probably smells the same, and it was kind of a constant back there.]
We made it.
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deretsune
2013-11-14 11:36 pm (UTC)
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[ ALSO FRESH MEDICAL SORT OF SMELL. OR SOMETHING. POINT IS SHE GOT JABBED WITH LIKE A HUNDRED NEEDLES IT SUCKED.
but yeah just. nuzzling. hfffff ]
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no subject
I got my wish.
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...Holy shit.
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...it's over, now. All of it.
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...Really?
no subject
[ ...her breath hitches, raising her hands to hastily scrub at her face. ]
We did it... it's over...
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[sets his plate aside and tugs her into a hug.]
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and she just. sobs on him, with a huge sense of relief ]
We did it-- we did it--
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We made it.
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but yeah just. nuzzling. hfffff ]