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vatheon2013-07-12 09:13 pm
closedcircuit) wrote in vatheon2013-07-12 09:13 pm
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And the branches to hands (Open)
Who: Ky Kiske and OPEN
Where: The island
When: July 12th
What: Ky wakes from his coma, and needs a minder (or a sparring partner)
Style: Use what you're comfortable with.
Waking up from a sleep coma is never a pleasant experience: there's always the residual taste in his mouth, the fear that he's missed something that would have benefited from his presence, and the sinking fact that he's still in Vatheon, instead of where his duty truly dictates he ought to be. This time is worse (much worse, though Ky wouldn't acknowledge that part of it), because he'd woken up and found that not only had Sol gone posting to the SFC about science, of all things, but that when Ky tries to contact him he can't, in that particular way of the bubble letting people know someone has gone.
He can't figure out if he should be glad or not about the news, knowing what Sol might do in their world, but he also can't stay in his apartment and think about that, so he doesn't.
He grabs Fuuraiken and heads for the island instead, to run through some sword forms, to try to find reassurance in the constancy of magic and the sharpness of the blade.
He finds himself having to stop frequently, more out of shape by the coma than he'd thought. Or perhaps he should have eaten something before heading straight to do this, but he needs to keep his mind off of Sol being gone. He stumbles in a step, takes a breath, and tries to keep going.
Where: The island
When: July 12th
What: Ky wakes from his coma, and needs a minder (or a sparring partner)
Style: Use what you're comfortable with.
Waking up from a sleep coma is never a pleasant experience: there's always the residual taste in his mouth, the fear that he's missed something that would have benefited from his presence, and the sinking fact that he's still in Vatheon, instead of where his duty truly dictates he ought to be. This time is worse (much worse, though Ky wouldn't acknowledge that part of it), because he'd woken up and found that not only had Sol gone posting to the SFC about science, of all things, but that when Ky tries to contact him he can't, in that particular way of the bubble letting people know someone has gone.
He can't figure out if he should be glad or not about the news, knowing what Sol might do in their world, but he also can't stay in his apartment and think about that, so he doesn't.
He grabs Fuuraiken and heads for the island instead, to run through some sword forms, to try to find reassurance in the constancy of magic and the sharpness of the blade.
He finds himself having to stop frequently, more out of shape by the coma than he'd thought. Or perhaps he should have eaten something before heading straight to do this, but he needs to keep his mind off of Sol being gone. He stumbles in a step, takes a breath, and tries to keep going.
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"Why does it matter to you what I do or don't feel? I would think that I know that best."
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Of course, there was one thing Ky never seemed to understand when it came to Johnny's motives and that made the vampire give a wry smile. "Because you're my friend and I care. Same reason for all the other times I go poking into your business."
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Ky made a face. "Or do you think you would be better served if I made more of your business my own?" Not that Ky wasn't already noisy, but that was...purely professional interest.