—and she totally copied koi with the whole teleportation thing 🙄

⠀ ⠀she. . she did? is this some sort of bribe—? ⠀

—🥺🥺🥺

—mirage’s new skydive emote is flawless I—

⠀ ⠀is @pilgrimageofher still alive? god knows /he/ pretty much isn’t, buuuut. ⠀

⠀ ⠀as per demand, he’s back on base to see @pilgrimageofher . ⠀ ⠀recent mission ended early. is. . is he in trouble for being mildly injured?

⠀ ⠀define bad. he might be seen walking down the ship’s loading gate; an arm in a sling and a little smudge of dirt on his cheek. other than that, he’s perfectly healthy. ⠀ ⠀even to the point that his own bag is hanging from the opposite shoulder. ⠀

⠀ ⠀ ⠀’hm—?’ ⠀the mission? oh, no. the sling. right. a forced smile of innocence would plaster his lips, attempting to play it down. ⠀ ⠀’oh, right. just, uhm. . wrong place, wrong time is all. small fracture; nothing more.’ ⠀see, that last part was the truth. . ! ⠀

⠀ ⠀right. the voices. how could he forget? a sigh, accompanied with the rolling of eyes. ⠀ ⠀’got sloppy, took some shrapnel to the shoulder. it’s fine though, so don’t give me that look.’ ⠀the sudden worry from her end certainly came as a surprise to him, that’s for sure.

⠀ ⠀freed—albeit unwillingly— from his luggage, the arm would wrap around her frame momentarily for a hug. god, he’d waited too long for that. ⠀ ⠀’not actual food, no. lunch date?’ ⠀so long as she isn’t planning on consuming /just/ cake, he’d be more than happy to join. ⠀

⠀ ⠀the little glint in her eyes always warmed him up inside. now was no different. allowing her to keep his bag, he would begin towards the mess hall. ⠀ ⠀’how have things been around here? staying out of trouble, I hope.’ ⠀

⠀ ⠀ ⠀’well, yeah, but. . ‘ ⠀he’d begin, inquisitive look casted her direction. ⠀ ⠀’you’ve got good manipulation of the void; it’s just the voices we have to work with. don’t sell yourself short.’ ⠀her uncertainty made him almost feel guilty for being so. . refined. ⠀

⠀ ⠀sensing a slight bit of unease dripping from her words, he’d give a small hand-wave of dismissal. ⠀ ⠀’we’ll talk more about it later. did you say you wrecked my room—?’ ⠀ah, as sharp (not) as ever. ⠀

⠀ ⠀huffs quietly before leaning slightly against @pilgrimageofher . ⠀ ⠀he’s absolutely exhausted. ⠀

might kiss @pilgrimageofher on the forehead

I live.