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thenearshore2017-11-19 12:22 am
heartshutter) wrote in thenearshore2017-11-19 12:22 am
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Who: Tatara and Reisi
What: Discussions and things!
When: Morning after the moon event
Where: Minerva's temple
[ The night before, underneath that peculiar moon, had left Tatara carefully pulling apart fact from fiction. They'd really... opened up to each other, hadn't they? Equally, this time, as well. Contact was made, in a much more finite way than any of their previous encounters.
...And, Tatara had pledged himself to some degree, hadn't he?
He had. Most definitely. The exact implications of such a thing aren't exactly clear still, but there was no shaking the imprint of that exact moment from his mind, no matter how far-fetched it seemed whenever he recalled it. Thus, after a night such as the one they'd just shared -- with that kind of pledge indeed made -- it's no wonder Reisi had reached out to him nigh-immediately the following day. Regardless of the hour or notice given, it's no inconvenience at all. He's at the door, in fact, in time for a knock. ]
What: Discussions and things!
When: Morning after the moon event
Where: Minerva's temple
[ The night before, underneath that peculiar moon, had left Tatara carefully pulling apart fact from fiction. They'd really... opened up to each other, hadn't they? Equally, this time, as well. Contact was made, in a much more finite way than any of their previous encounters.
...And, Tatara had pledged himself to some degree, hadn't he?
He had. Most definitely. The exact implications of such a thing aren't exactly clear still, but there was no shaking the imprint of that exact moment from his mind, no matter how far-fetched it seemed whenever he recalled it. Thus, after a night such as the one they'd just shared -- with that kind of pledge indeed made -- it's no wonder Reisi had reached out to him nigh-immediately the following day. Regardless of the hour or notice given, it's no inconvenience at all. He's at the door, in fact, in time for a knock. ]
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Good night, Reisi.
[ Except, the god perhaps feels a tinge... restless, like this. Even as he rolls onto his stomach, he finds himself discreetly watching his guest from too close a distance. He’s not at all discontent to remain like this, of course; but maybe... a hand wouldn’t hurt?
Yes. A hand, then. One that seeks a similar mate. Then he’ll sleep.
(He thinks.) ]
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He notes Tatara's hand searching for a partner, so he answers by presenting his own hand as a match. Gently, he grasps the other man's hand before weaving their fingers together.
It's nice. Warm. Peaceful. Here and now... the world is beautiful.
Beyond this place and time is a chaotic and unreasonable world, one that has recently become somewhat confusing and may become even more so in time.
Little does he know it'll take hardly any time at all to do so.]no subject
Well then. That seems all the justification Tatara needs. Still, he’ll first steal a short phrase of question from his bedmate then, and with a bit of a grin at such theft-- ]
Indulge me?
[ ...And with that, the gap between them vanishes as the god moves to roll toward the shinki. Rather than stopping there, however, Tatara sees fit to gently lay himself against Reisi. The expanse of king’s chest seems as fitting a pillow as any other of the cloth variety, so he places his head there, an unencumbered arm draped over somewhere just a bit lower.
There. That feels better. Now he can sleep soundly, without a doubt. ]
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[Reisi's response is but a small murmur before Tatara lies against his chest. His breathing is calm and even as not to disturb his companion. He wonders if Tatara can hear his heartbeat while using him as a pillow like this.
Slowly, Reisi reaches his free arm around Tatara, securing the other man so he won't fall or slip away.]