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sylphystia) wrote in
driftfleet2016-07-27 10:21 pm
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ᴄʟᴏsᴇᴅ | you were strangely less in pain
Who: Dezel and Sora
Broadcast: Nope!
Action: The planet, or else wherever Sora can be found.
When: Backdated slightly to July 25th
[action]
[Dezel has taken a little time to collect himself, to lick his wounds. Screaming at Zaveid while around other people was not the best decision he's made but that's how his anger is. It just... comes up. Dezel tries so hard to be cool and logical, but he's never been like that. There was a time when he was reckless and irresponsible and maybe a little bit like Sorey, but those years are gone, and he can barely remember them anyway. All that's left is the unending guilt and the hollow nagging of something that should be there.
But he can fill himself up with new memories. Zaveid had said as much and Dezel knows it to be true. He's made plenty of new memories with the Shepherd and his motley crew, and he's even made a few friends here, in the fleet, after he thought he would never be able to do so again. Part of him still thinks he should leave Sora be. If their friendship is toast, then maybe Sora can move on. Make better friends.
Except they're still on the same ship, and the planet won't be around forever, and it doesn't seem fair for Dezel to dump his pain on Sora and then exit his life entirely.
So Dezel returns to the planet not long after he said he would avoid it. He has no reason to, now; his problems with Zaveid have been resolved, and he's sure they'll leave the system soon. All the more reason to be free as a bird while he can. But he's not here for a short flight, he's here with a covered box full of tiramisu and he sure as fuck isn't leaving until he finds Sora.
It takes him a while. Dezel follows the wind around and around, used to its whims by now, until he can sense where the boy has been. That narrows it down, and within half an hour of noon, Dezel finds Sora. He doesn't approach immediately. He thinks he should probably think of what to say before barging in, but the words don't come-- they never do.
He walks slowly, deliberately, so that Sora can hear him coming.]
... Hey.
Broadcast: Nope!
Action: The planet, or else wherever Sora can be found.
When: Backdated slightly to July 25th
[action]
[Dezel has taken a little time to collect himself, to lick his wounds. Screaming at Zaveid while around other people was not the best decision he's made but that's how his anger is. It just... comes up. Dezel tries so hard to be cool and logical, but he's never been like that. There was a time when he was reckless and irresponsible and maybe a little bit like Sorey, but those years are gone, and he can barely remember them anyway. All that's left is the unending guilt and the hollow nagging of something that should be there.
But he can fill himself up with new memories. Zaveid had said as much and Dezel knows it to be true. He's made plenty of new memories with the Shepherd and his motley crew, and he's even made a few friends here, in the fleet, after he thought he would never be able to do so again. Part of him still thinks he should leave Sora be. If their friendship is toast, then maybe Sora can move on. Make better friends.
Except they're still on the same ship, and the planet won't be around forever, and it doesn't seem fair for Dezel to dump his pain on Sora and then exit his life entirely.
So Dezel returns to the planet not long after he said he would avoid it. He has no reason to, now; his problems with Zaveid have been resolved, and he's sure they'll leave the system soon. All the more reason to be free as a bird while he can. But he's not here for a short flight, he's here with a covered box full of tiramisu and he sure as fuck isn't leaving until he finds Sora.
It takes him a while. Dezel follows the wind around and around, used to its whims by now, until he can sense where the boy has been. That narrows it down, and within half an hour of noon, Dezel finds Sora. He doesn't approach immediately. He thinks he should probably think of what to say before barging in, but the words don't come-- they never do.
He walks slowly, deliberately, so that Sora can hear him coming.]
... Hey.
