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puǝsuʍoʇ ʞɔɐɾ ([personal profile] stations) wrote in [community profile] abraxaslogs 2024-06-09 09:09 pm (UTC)

( That answers it. If Jerry has one, Sabine absolutely must have. He wonders what it was, where it was, if it matched his. A low, heavy sinking settles across his chest as he accepts the fact that he'll never actually get to know. Hey, all things considered, he's getting pretty good at going from realization to acceptance about things now. That's... probably progress. Or something.

He turns away from the mirror, away from the sight of himself, to look at Kyle again. They're both slender, but while Jack may have okay muscle definition at his shoulders and biceps from too many months of digging and crutches, he's got absolutely nothing on Kyle. He'd be self-conscious or jealous, maybe, if he were the type inclined toward either.

That's not what he's paying attention to, anyway. It's the trail of moths, at first — and then the distracting serpent. He reaches out — not to touch, exactly; his fingertips stop short just an inch or two away, but it's clear what he's pointing at.
)

Hey, you never told me the story about that one. It doesn't seem-

( -like your style; he doesn't finish the comment. What the hell does he know? He's terrible at people, aesthetics, and tattoos. Maybe it's exactly Kyle's jam, but... he doesn't really think so. )

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