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A different way, you two remind me of what I fight for, how it's- how it's actually possible. Less of reminders of what I'm trying to stop like the indick, and more- [Relaxes a little, shoulders relaxing as he closes his eyes, wings finally at a close.]

Of what I want to see more of, of our honest, beautiful potential.

[Summoner shakes his head again, his beaten, weary face giving an expression mixed with slight disgust and exhaustion.] No, I, lately I have a hard time breathing down there. I'll be all right.

[Dualscar blinks, watching Summoner's face. Even with that exhaustion, there's something beautiful in that face when he's talking about this. It almost makes it worthwhile - no, it really is worthwhile. Otherwise he'd be dumping Signless and throwing his lot in with the Highblood.

He doesn't like the last thing that Summoner says, though. He frowns deeply]

Wwhy?

[He keeps his eyes shut, leaning back a bit, stumbling almost, but his feet merely search for a closer place to a tree behind him. Soon he's leaning against it, lids barely open, searching his battered shoes and damp lower pantlegs.]

Lots of things, at least up here I have a sense of freedom. Even if it's kind of, a sham, really.

Right... I'vve found the barrier in the ocean, too. [It bothers him less, though that's because he tries not to think about it. And he has nowhere to go, anyway] You oughta not think too hard on it. There's no wway that can go wwell.

[Everything kind of feels heavy right now, this topic perhaps, it makes him feel heavy. Times like this he tends to notice the weight of his horns, how much his back aches, and currently, how his wounds still sting here and there. Soon Summoner's back is slightly dragging against the tree, coming to a sit at it's base upon the ground, legs crossed, wings blanketed out behind him and at the sides of the tree.]

Y-yeah, yeah I know.

[Dualscar sighs. He isn't good at coming up with light topics of conversation, and he doesn't sense that this is helping at all. He gets up and crouches down by the lowblood, then paps him on the cheek]

Wwhat do you like doin' for fun?

[A small laugh, glancing up a little and setting a hand on on Dualscar's, tightening his grip on it- hardy- ending it with a few pats before looking up to him, smiling a little.]

Plenty, you've experienced a few. Lately I've been talking with friends a lot, hoofbeastback riding too. Think I'll start really getting back into a training routine too.

[He must have done the right thing, because now Summoner's laughing. He smiles faintly in return]

Wwell. Wwe ought a do one a those fun things, right noww.

[His smile gets a little more high spirited, eyebrows steepled as he leans back a little more against the tree.]

Yeah, uh, think we should but not before we get something out of the way.

[Dualscar arches a brow, remaining where he is, though he drops his hand and rests his arm on a knee]

Wwhat's that?

[Lifts a hand once more, fingers together, palm facing Dualscar.]

[What...do...

He lifts his own hand and sort of...presses it to the palm]

[Okay that, was, endearing. Summoner laughs a bit, quirking a brow as he pulls his arm back and-]

SMACK!! [Gives Dualscar a rather painful high five.]

[sakdghga! He shakes his hand and then uses it to facepalm]

That wwas unbelievveably fuckin juvvenile.

[His smile's practically face splitting now, slinging an arm around Dualscar's neck and turning a little to hug him to his side.]

Hey, you owed me.

[Okay, well this is a significant improvement. Dualscar grunts as he's pulled off-balance and cuddled against Summoner's side. He pats him lightly on the chest, but doesn't exactly struggle, though he is affronted.]

Howw did I owwe you?

Well, for hooking you up! [A grin, hitting on the chest with a fist and hugging him to his side tighter.]

[Wow, uh, look at all this manly companionable hugging that's going on. Even Dualscar can't interpret this as anything but platonic bro times, and that's not something he has much experience with. He smiles and punches Summoner back, sort of awkwardly]

Wwell, I suppose you did, yeah.

[Good job, Dualscar for realizing that. The punch Lysunder merely chuckles at, letting him go and shoving at him again, pretty light though.]

Yeah ya did. Well good luck with that, hey Flounder? [A sly smile, accompanied by a much needed wink.]

I don't think I much need luck. [He smirks] She obvviously wwants me pretty fuckin' bad.

Hey, you needed my help to even know about it, didn't ya? So don't get too cocky. [Brow raise.] And keep in mind, Signless might not be uh, too soft about the idea, but since he's your moirail you guys should be able to talk about it.

I didn't need your help wwith it. [Haughty, though he settles down a bit to sit with a grunt] But evvery time I saww her she fuckin' tried to kill me outright, I wwasn't evven rightly sure she wwas right in the thinkpan.

[He pauses] I'll talk to Signless. Anywway, I'vve nevver culled a kismesis, so he's got nothin' to wworry about so long as wwe both wwant this, as wwe do.

Edited 2013-01-17 07:11 (UTC)

Heh, you coulda figured it out on your own, sure, but I helped direct you a little quicker. [Aww Dualscar, this is adorable, he'll just move to stand though, starting to look around a bit.]

She just needed a right little shove, ya know? Her and SIgnless haven't been doing the quadrants thing for a long time, and ontop of that- [Getting a little further as he speaks, bending down to lift up a piece of wood from the snow. Nah, too wet, drops.] Disciple spent a good part of her life after that in a more wild lifestyle. So she just- [Shrugs, turns to look back for a moment.] Needed some help too. Kismesis or not, you still gotta be considerate to a degree, you know?

Tights should understand, I mean, he accepted a quadrant from himself as well, so- I'd think he would. And if it seems like uh, you and her both want it, then what's his problem?

[Dualscar gets to his own feet, too, watching as Summoner does...whatever he's doing with the sticks]

I'm not denyin' that you helped. And the shovve you gavve her certainly wwould a made things easier. I'vve no doubt she didn't understand the feelins that she wwas experiencin', after all, Signless isn't much in the black department, either.

I'm hopin' Signless wwon't havve a problem at all. Like I said, he's got no reason to wworry that I'll mistreat her unduly.

[It doesn't look like much for now. But he seems to being walking with an idea of where he's going, oddly enough, heading through trees, pushing at snow here and there, picking up sticks and smaller logs/various wood pieces and even some rocks, putting them into his sylladex.]

You never really know, I think- I think black feelings- red too- they just hit ya. Signless might feel it one day, he's just as much a troll like y-you and me. Just has done greater things. [A calm smile on his face as he speaks of the redblood, still moving here and there.]

Yeah, 'long as you go by the norm and never cross any lines, should be all right. [A shrug, standing up and turning to Dualscar a little, feigning a sigh.] And I mean, you and me, whatever we had- [Black ish, whatever even?] I hate to see you go, but I can atleast enjoy watchin' ya walk away, eh? [Smile widens, giving him a wink before he turns again and continues what he was doing earlier.]

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