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legionworld2016-12-30 01:20 pm
goddamngrenades) wrote in legionworld2016-12-30 01:20 pm
Entry tags:
When you only have half the story
Who| York & Wash
What| Playing with the Kitten and MANLY BROODING
Where| Wash's Quarters
When| After Locus tells him about Chorus
Warnings/Notes| emotional constipation and kittenfluff ahoy!
The good news was that the conversation with Locus jarred York, somewhat, out of his latest bout of derealization. The bad news was that it gave him something else to throw up as mental proof later that this might be some kind of hell instead or. Whatever. He shoved all of that aside in favor of tracking down Wash's habitat which he found to be...blank.
Unhelpful.
Finding his quarters, then, and actually knocking instead of letting himself in was a thing. Look he was trying to be good, right? A good friend didn't break in. A good friend waited to be let in. Still instead of the usual 'look at me I'm trying to behave don't you like me' smirk there was a slump to his shoulders and contemplative cast to his face.
"Mind if I chill here for a bit? Being alone's kinda..." He wiggled a hand side to side. "Not fun."
What| Playing with the Kitten and MANLY BROODING
Where| Wash's Quarters
When| After Locus tells him about Chorus
Warnings/Notes| emotional constipation and kittenfluff ahoy!
The good news was that the conversation with Locus jarred York, somewhat, out of his latest bout of derealization. The bad news was that it gave him something else to throw up as mental proof later that this might be some kind of hell instead or. Whatever. He shoved all of that aside in favor of tracking down Wash's habitat which he found to be...blank.
Unhelpful.
Finding his quarters, then, and actually knocking instead of letting himself in was a thing. Look he was trying to be good, right? A good friend didn't break in. A good friend waited to be let in. Still instead of the usual 'look at me I'm trying to behave don't you like me' smirk there was a slump to his shoulders and contemplative cast to his face.
"Mind if I chill here for a bit? Being alone's kinda..." He wiggled a hand side to side. "Not fun."