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Characters: Signless, Disciple, and au!Tavros [CLOSED]
Date: The day after this conversation.
Format: Prose
Content Warnings: Should be none!
Summary: A long-promised get together for story telling.

Disciple secretly hopes that this little get-together will help Signless feel more like himself again, and so it's both for his sake and for Tavros' that she puts a great deal of effort into preparing for it, using some of her prize money to get some treats for them to snack on, extra cushions to make their currently tiny hive comfier. It's not like any of it will go to waste, because they can just take it all to their new hive once they move in, something that she's hoping will happen very soon.

The others have been warned of Tavros' visit of course, out of courtesy as well as because she doesn't want there to be any bad reactions to a purpleblood they don't know about in their hive. And now, having done all she could to make sure they have a comfortable time together, she goes to gently shake Signless awake from the nap she insisted he takes so that they can wait together for their guest to arrive.

Comments

[ironbound]

Not so much a nap. More of a dose, which is as much as he's been getting in recent days. He looks tired, but he does well at covering up the majority of what hurts inside. He can always smile for the young, whether they could breath underwater or not.

Since they're indoors, he foregoes his cloak for a black sweater that happens to be way too big for him. It has the unfortunate circumstance of obscuring his pant line, but it hides the mangled skin of his arms and the odd way his hands curl when he's not trying to use them.

He winds an arm around Disciple's waist as he comes out into the main room, tugging her close to his side so he can press a kiss to the top of her head and take in her scent. Two of the best ways he knows to help calm him.