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 Posted: Tue Mar 22, 2022 8:22 pm
Alastor huffed indignantly but didn’t seem like he actually took offense. He looked down at his uniform, at the way it fit him, but the fact was that this wasn’t the body he wanted to have. “You try to stay in shape when you’re eating bark and shriveled mushrooms. Haven’t had a sunny day to run around in–probably since before you were born.”
He looked up into the nice, clear sky, and appreciated the warmth of Earth’s sun. He was still a bit jittery from the car ride, and there was no sign of Soleiyu yet.
“I want to come with you, yeah. Show me what you do to stay in shape. I’ll hurt myself if I go back to my old routine any time soon.” Another exasperated, almost dramatic sigh. It wasn’t going to deter him, but it was a daunting task.
Doable, he just had to remember how to pace himself.
These days he felt like he had the energy to do so, and the food to keep him going.
“Although, if I’m going to be honest, I’m a bit pent up after that ride. Soleiyu’s not here yet. I haven’t gotten to climb a tree in a very long time, and that one is calling to me.” He nodded to one not too far away, obviously the tallest one nearby.
“Will you be okay for–I don’t know time anymore, two minutes? Long enough for me to get to the top. I’ll come down if Soleiyu gets here before then. You okay with that?”
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Posted: Tue Mar 22, 2022 9:04 pm
A great amount of sympathy reached Sessrumnir’s expression, but the smile remained all the same. A world shrouded in Chaos was likely very difficult to survive on. Not having a sunny day or proper food was likely to do damage to someone beyond just their physical health.
“Calling to you, hmm?” Sessrumnir’s eyebrows raised slightly in amusement as he followed Alastor’s gaze to the tree in question. It was likely dangerous, but Alastor was a grown man and could make his own decisions. Besides, Sessrumnir just promised to watch his back, just as Alastor would watch his. If something were to happen and Alastor fell, well, it would just be up to Sessrumnir to catch him.
“You should at least pull your hair back, first,” he suggested, because while he didn’t want to stop Alastor from doing what he wanted to do, Sessrumnir could at least try to be a little responsible and make sure some safety precautions were taken.
“I can help if you’d like,” he offered, since it would probably be easier for him, anyway. “If you don’t mind me borrowing that ribbon.” Sessrumnir nodded to the green and gold ribbon tied to Devyn’s belt. It looked like it was supposed to be a hair ribbon, but maybe Devyn liked it there instead.
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Posted: Tue Mar 22, 2022 9:18 pm
While Alastor looked like he could have run off right then and there, Sessrumnir did make a good point, and he reached up to his hair only briefly as if he’d just now recalled that it could be a problem.
“I suppose that’s a good idea,” he agreed, but it took him a few seconds to consider the ribbon. He brushed his thumb over it first, thoughtfully, and then carefully removed it from his belt. “All right, you can help. Do you know anything about handling long hair?” he asked, maybe just a little bit playfully. Michael’s hair was much shorter than his own, and he didn’t seem like the sort to want to spend so much time handling and keeping up with it, but Alastor trusted him.
He didn’t think he’d be the sort to tie his hair into a knot. Mostly, it was just the ribbon he was worried about.
But, he trusted Sessrumnir. He already had one treasure. Alastor handed over another.
He turned his back to make it easier to manage his hair, and instinctively ran his fingers through it before pushing it off his shoulders.
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Posted: Wed Mar 23, 2022 9:00 am
“I’m good with my hands,” Sessrumnir said, amused by the question. He might have mentioned being good with his hands before, but he didn’t mind offering reassurances. As for handling long hair? Well, there weren’t many times he tended to it himself, but he’d played with others’ hair before. Not that he needed to share that with Alastor.
He took the offered ribbon, although he hadn’t missed the way Alastor hesitated. The ribbon was obviously special to him, and while the colors went with the rest of Alastor’s outfit, there was something familiar about the way the fabric was woven. It wasn’t as silky as the rest of Alastor’s clothing, but still smooth in both look and touch. It was clearly meant to be decorative, even as a hairpiece.
Sessrumnir would just have to remember to get some hair ties to keep in his subspace in case there were any other instances of someone needing to tie their hair back.
Holding the ribbon carefully in his hand, he used both to gather up what he could of Alastor’s wavy black hair, fingers combing through to make sure it didn’t look too messy, although a comb or brush would have done a better job. Once gathered, he carefully tied the ribbon into a bow to keep everything in place.
“Alright. I’ll time you,” he half joked once he was satisfied with his work, and gestured to the tree that had been calling to Devyn.
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Posted: Wed Mar 23, 2022 9:34 am
Instinctively, Alastor reached up to touch his hair, the ribbon. He didn’t have to see it to give an affirmative nod, it felt right.
Actually, it had felt nice. He didn’t remember the last time anyone else had touched his hair or–oh, he’d really just trusted Sessrumnir enough to show his back to him. He hadn’t even really thought about it. Maybe he was a little rusty, he was usually much more cautious about exposing his back.
It was worth it, though. And it was Michael, he didn’t have anything to worry about. He knew that.
“No timing me this time, I want to enjoy it. Next time, though.”
He half turned to face Sessrumnir, and his smile was back in place. “Feels good, you did a good job. Thanks.”
He could feel the warmth of the sun filtering through the thick foliage, but he wanted more. For a second he closed his eyes, he breathed in. His shoulders relaxed.
He wasn’t used to peace like this.
And, the tree was still calling. He could feel the wind just a bit now, but he could only imagine what it would be like up there.
“I’ll be back,” he promised, and trotted off to the tree so he could enjoy it until Soleiyu showed up.
He might have been out of practice but his enthusiasm made up for it; he jumped, caught the first branch, and maneuvered up the tree and out of sight quickly.
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