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 Posted: Tue May 26, 2015 7:46 pm
New marks"I think I'd have to get a proper mirror for you to see it right..." But he could turn, at least, and Zeke could get a good long look at the fluttery little mark. For all the fuss that Ever'd made over the long, hooking scar on his abdomen, he seemed only indifferent about this one and the trauma that came with it. Or maybe it just hadn't fully sunk in yet. "But you can imagine, at least, I guess."
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Posted: Wed May 27, 2015 9:22 am
And many more
Zeke would never understand Ever's taste, or lack of taste, where food was concerned. He stared at the other man, brows drawn in, before realization clicked and the blonde was turning the comment into a joke.
And because it was easy, Zeke answered in turn with a leer. Regardless if Ever meant something or something, the Mist was going to go with the more enjoyable option.
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Posted: Wed May 27, 2015 9:25 am
New marksWith a soft grunt the Mist sat up a little straighter, eyes on Ever's collarbone. "Do they look the same on my back?" As he said it he was reaching out, touching fingertips to the almost delicate marks. They were the oddest looking scars he'd ever seen.
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Posted: Mon Jun 01, 2015 10:07 pm
Strange DreamsIt wasn't a conversation he initiated when he first woke up in the morning, but instead came after a few hours of poking at it like a sore tooth. Eventually, Ever put down what he'd been working on to consider Zeke across the pile of papers. "I had a really weird dream." And he wanted to continue, but it only came to him in bits and pieces: a moment here and a moment there, and he had to worry at it a bit more, trying to decide exactly how to explain.
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Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2015 9:16 am
Strange dreamsPale eyes were slow to open, and stayed on the ceiling once they had. He'd wondered, when he'd first woke up that morning, if the dream he'd had was a normal one. It wasn't the sort of dream he usually experienced, and although he had not been on the island long enough to have encountered anything too strange, he had heard stories. "What kind of dream?" It came after a thoughtfully quiet moment. There was a part of him that had hoped he'd been wrong, that it has just been a normal dream. The person he'd been in that other world has been similar, but it hasn't been him. The man in the dream had been confused, vulnerable, caring. A whole range of emotions he was not terribly familiar with.
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2015 9:15 am
Strange Dreams"Too much Song of Ice and Fire, maybe." Ever offered it absently, his eyebrows knitting, because he really couldn't remember everything -- he hadn't held onto it as well as Zeke had, perhaps. Bits and pieces; shadowlings and castles and warring knights, mostly. He frowned, shook his head a little, flicking Zeke a sideways sort of look.
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2015 6:15 pm
Strange dreams"Maybe," Zeke agreed mildly, despite being pretty certain that wasn't the case. What were the chances, really? He kept his eyes upward, half lidded. Tired, but not. Exhausted, but restless. What he wanted more than anything else was to just get out of his own head for a little while. He wanted to leave behind the memories of the Sahara. He wanted to forget the vast silence that seemed to stretch on and on where Lagertha should have been. He wanted to not have to think about loosing an eye, or fighting for honor, or confusion, or fear, or uncertainty, or love. Bright blue eyes. A startled kiss. He wanted to just turn his brain off. After a moment he brought his hands up, the heels of his palms resting on his closed eyes. "Do you remember anything specific?" Like a dangerous quest for some mystic artifact. Like playing triage in a great hall. Like a stolen kiss.
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Posted: Tue Jun 09, 2015 3:05 pm
Strange dreams"...water. Shadows. Medieval weaponry..." He shook his head just a little, slumped back and let it slip away. Given a few more dreams, maybe he'd remember it better, someday, but for today that was about all he had. He was quiet enough that for a long time it might have seemed he was asleep. "Mirror." And then he was, again.
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Posted: Wed Jun 10, 2015 4:58 pm
Strange dreams
Zeke's chin dipped, nodding along, until Ever got to the mirror. Then the shorter man grimaced. He remembered the mirror, and he remembered bits and pieces of what he'd seen in the mirror.
"I remember losing an eye, and you having to clean the wound so it didn't get infected." That was an easier thing to focus on.
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