[ OPEN ] where the wind blows now

[godshattering]

Who: Claude and open!
When: January
Where: Around Thorne, the Horizon, TBA
What: Catch all
Warnings: None currently, will add/mark as needed


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[philancer]

What different meaning could that possibly have?

[ He shakes off his brooding long enough to shoot Claude a bewildered look. Was that meant to be some kind of strange roleplay innuendo?

But his lover's quiet confession has him wrapping his arms around him once more, tugging him close. he presses a kiss to his temple, giving a soft, understanding hum. ]

I think we all probably have. I'd honestly been more concerned about the Singularity sending me back home at some point. I didn't think it would pull something like this. So it could be worse, I guess. But this isn't exactly ideal either.

[godshattering]

[ That kiss has his eyes closing as Claude works to commit it to memory when that's what he'll have once they leave the Horizon - this one along with the rest with no knowledge of how long it might be until they won't have to rely on meeting like this alone.

It's another comfort, a small one, to hear at least he hasn't been the only one also quietly thinking the same thoughts Sylvain says aloud now in confirmation to his own. ]

You'd think that with everything that's happened we would've learned to predict the unpredictable by now with considerable accuracy.

[ It doesn't quite hit the testing mark of lightness Claude had been going for, half-heartedly as he was trying for it in the first place. Rather than attempting to salvage it like he'd be tempted to do (or would already be doing) any other time, Claude pulls back enough to look at Sylvain. ]

But we're still here through it all, aren't we? [ Said while placing a hand on the other man's face to cradle it while running a thumb along his cheek. ] And we'll do whatever we can get home to the one we've made here.

[philancer]

[ Sylvain gives him what he hopes is a reassuring smile - even if it ends up halfhearted at best. ]

I'll keep it ready for you both, either way.

[ Still, he leans into that touch, pulling Claude close once again. ]

Hopefully they'll get... whatever this is, sorted out swiftly.

[godshattering]

I hope so. I can't imagine Hilda's enjoying Solvunn all that much even with friends there.

[ That certainly counts for something - none of them are alone where they are, and not even Claude's interested in imagining what it'd be like otherwise as he rests his cheek on Sylvain's shoulder with an inaudible sigh. Even if that's a comfort, it doesn't take away the ache of not having the two of them physically with him or being where they are.

Such thoughts loop right back into what he'd just offered Sylvain reassurance on mere moments ago, so he puts those away and contemplates something else related instead. ]

I also can't imagine Thorne and the Free Cities won't both see this as some sort of opportunity after everything that's happened with the new monarchy. Possibly even Solvunn too unless they're going to pretend to still be neutral in their own way, but it's too convenient we've been mostly sent elsewhere by someone or something's doing.