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[transmit]

HELLO

"You've reached Elysium! Lost? Need an ear? I'm your guy! I'll get back to you as soon as I can."

GOODBYE

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[oversea]

Can you block people on these?

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You're the one who reached out.

Well?

[oversea]

I just want to see you when you're not busy today.

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Everyone's been accounted for, so now it's just a matter of waiting for some of them to come back.

Where are you? I'll come to you. We can't keep meeting by the river.

[oversea]

The river is probably busy right now anyway.
Nostradamus.

[transmit]

Very.

[ He is coming directly from it, soooo… Slung over his shoulder is his bloodied coat from carrying a corpse and fingers that are bright red and blue at their tips. It's fine. He looks around for Thorns. ]

[oversea]

[ thorns is standing inside close to the entrance, resembling more like someone who just walked in than someone who was already in here waiting... which is the case.

he gives elysium a once over. ]

It takes a few hours?

[transmit]

… For the people who died? I think so.

[oversea]

[ he nods at the answer. ]

How are you?

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I'm fine.

[ He means it, genuinely. There is honestly nothing worse that could happen than what already did last week save for one very specific scenario, even if he did just see a guy literally die in front of him. Things happen. ]

There was a lot of people this time, though. It was chaotic. [ Absentmindedly, he tries to flex his frozen fingers. He tries not to frown. ] Had fun with your curses?

[oversea]

[ there's a pause, and then he reaches out to take his hand in his. he has both arms, for the record. he rubs at elysium's fingertips. ]

They felt kind of targeted.

[transmit]

[ accepts this… ]

Someone must really like seeing the two of you together.

[oversea]

That's weird. I guess they'll just be disappointed, then.

[ spoon. ]

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Yeah? I started thinking about what I'd do if the curse lasted forever.

[oversea]

Oh. What were your plans?

[ he brings elysium's hands up to his mouth so he can lightly breathe out air onto them. get warm... ]

[transmit]

I'm colder than you for once.

[ Like he's marveling. This is so silly. ]

Hmm. The odds I'd win? [ win what. ] If I gave it my full effort, I think I could.

[oversea]

You are pretty persuasive.

[ he goes quiet, focusing on trying to warm him up, not paying any mind to the blood. ]

You're close to Hien, right? He reacted to you.

[transmit]

… Maybe. [ He doesn't actually know. ] I don't know how much of it was me, but he clearly has a lot of people who care about him.

[ His gaze drops. It looks more tender. ]

[oversea]

He does.

[ he looks at him for another few seconds that feel longer than they are, before turning to see where are the closest seats in here. ]

Sit down.

[transmit]

[ He will obediently sit down… and now that some feeling has returned to his fingertips, curl them slightly around Thorns'. ]

Your arm came back. Today?

[oversea]

Yeah. My memory did, too.

[ he wasn't sure if he was going to mention it now because of how terrible the cyoa returns were, but it is hard to talk around the arm being back. ]

[transmit]

Feels weird, huh?

[ Thorns can talk as much as he wants to talk. But for now, Elysium's fine with just holding onto his hands like this. ]

[oversea]

You really don't realize how many holes were in your head until it's back.

[ to the point where he isn't even sure what to say. or, just, what's appropriate to say. ]

[transmit]

[ Hmm.

What happens when he tries to pull Thorns onto his lap? ]

[oversea]

[ he goes along with the pull without any resistance, plopping down on him. he only shifts so that it's more comfortable. ]

Yes?