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[samahl]

Who: Cyril Lavellan
Broadcast: OPEN
Action: The Space Bar
When: After he wakes up.

[Network]

[Cyril has been asleep for the last few weeks and when he finally comes to he feels an odd sense of resignment over this whole thing. He really should be angrier, he thinks, but all he can really do is sigh, shake his head, and get really drunk.]

Well, I'm in a mood for a drink. If anyone wants to join me, I'll be at the Space Bar.

[Action]

[And that is exactly where he is after he makes this announcement. He seems pretty relaxed as he orders something strong and works to finish it off. He really doesn't want to seem contemplative or mopey, but he can't quite shake the realization that Atroma could literally do anything to him and he'd be powerless to stop them.

He hates not being able to control every little thing about his own body.

That's why he looks especially well tonight. His make up is even more on point than normal, his hair is perfectly placed, his clothes chosen to complement his form the best way he can, and everything about his body language is so tightly performative - purposely portraying the image of someone without a care in the world.

These are the things he does control. He controls how much alcohol he puts in his system and allows the fuzz to take away the edge of the sharp fear in his chest. He controls how much he smiles and jokes with those around him. He needs to believe that he maintains some level of control, because being reminded that the chip in his head means Atroma can play with him like a little toy makes an uneasiness settle over him he would very much like to ignore for now.]

Comments

[veilstrike]

That I think I can do. [ She smiles, nodding. ] I can meet you there in the morning, if you like?

go to action set the next day?

[samahl]

That sounds perfect.

Until then, lethallan.

o7

[veilstrike]

[ As soon as everything is ready the next morning - Da'Fen is settled, her room is tidy, she feels less anxious - Leilani makes her way to to the gardens, hesitating for a moment before she steps inside, acting as casual as she can manage ]

If you're here say 'hello'.

[samahl]

Hello!

[He had been admiring some flowers so he stands up to greet her with a smile before moving closer to greet her properly.]

[veilstrike]

[ Moving forward, Leilani is quick to wrap her arms around him and give him a brief hug. ]

How are you feeling?

[samahl]

[The hug is welcome and appreciated.]

I don't seem to have a hang over, so that's good. [Considering how much he drank last night that is amazing.]

Then again, the garden always manages to make me feel more at peace.

How are you?

[veilstrike]

A miracle of space? [ She laughs softly. ] But it is calming here, isn't it?

[ Shifting, Leilani walks forward, looking amongst the flowers. ]

Well enough, I think.

[samahl]

Just enough?

I think I know that feeling well... [Then he sort of trails off and considers their surroundings as well. He wants to ask her about her experiences going to sleep and waking up but he isn't sure how to even phrase that line of questioning.]

[veilstrike]

Mm. I haven't spoken to Justice in a while.

[ Looking back over, she reaches out and links her arm with his, tugging him to walk. ]

The sleep disturbed you.

[samahl]

[He walks with her easily, and enjoying the content of their arms.

After a moment of consideration, he sighs.]

Yes. It did.

[veilstrike]

They're uncomfortable. I know that.

[ She's gentle with him, turning to look at him. ]

I disliked mine.

[samahl]

I remember when you returned and... well... I could tell you had gone through something but I wasn't sure how I could help outside offering to do what I could for your arm.

What did you do to handle those emotions?

[veilstrike]

I... [ She pauses. Stops. Thinks. ] I spent a month sleeping with Justice and pretending I was fine, honestly.

[samahl]

Sometimes I forget how similar we can be.

[veilstrike]

It wasn't what we were doing that made it easier, it was him. He was... Wonderful to me.

[samahl]

[Cyril is quiet for a moment because he knows things with Justice didn't turn out the greatest but he doesn't have a lot of the details around it. He doesn't want to say something that would hurt her.]

I always thought that allowing yourself to be open to that was very brave of you.

[veilstrike]

[ She just shrugs, looking forward again. ]

It wasn't the first time. I know what it means to fall in love, Cyril, and I wanted to make sure it never happened again. You don't get to choose those things, though.

[samahl]

But you can run from them when they happen.

[veilstrike]

On these ships? [ Leilani laughs. ] You can't run anywhere.

[samahl]

And yet I manage to find a way.

[veilstrike]

Is that something you want to talk about?

[samahl]

[Cyril is quiet for a moment, because he isn't sure he wants to distract himself from one uncomfortable feeling by focusing on another.]

I don't even know where to start, if I'm honest.

[veilstrike]

The beginning might work. [ Leilani smiles softly, nudging him. ] You could ask me things in return.

[samahl]

Any questions I could ask would likely bring up unpleasant memories for you, though. I don't want to put you through that because I can't sort out my issues.

[veilstrike]

I've spoken about them enough that it's not the wound that it was once. [ Leaning against him, she nods her head. ] Trust me. It might make things easier.