#{amara threads

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“Don’t mention it.” Amara waved his hand nonchalantly as he followed alongside the other as they walked. The person he’d offered to help, would offer be the right word though?, didn’t seem as if he was too worried or upset about the words those people had thrown his way and, as much as hearing it had made Amara’s blood boil, he still wanted to make sure no one would try anything. Sure, people normally only wanted to talk big but in case anyone got any funny ideas hopefully the presence of a second person would dissuade them. And if not well...he healed fast. It’d work out somehow, he was sure of it.

His hands shoved themselves into his pockets and he shot the other a bright grin. “I’m Amara, by the way. Oh,” surprise colored his features and he glanced down to the bag the other male was holding. Removing a hand from his pocket, he gestured towards it. “Do you need help carrying that? It looks like it’s heavy.” He hoped he didn’t come across as implying that the other was weak but...well...

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Sunshine boy’s Amara’s tag dump

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Amara stirred slightly as a familiar voice spoke in his ear, head lifting up in a struggle to return to consciousness. Nearly very inch of his body hurt and just the tiniest bit of movement almost caused his head to slump back down against his chest. Still, unstable as he was, Amara managed to stay conscious. Two eyes cracked open to find the source of the voice that woke him, and a few seconds passed before the phoenix’s addled mind was able to process that the person standing in front of him wasn’t created by some injury-induced hallucination.

“Rune...?” Amara rasped out. “What are you--?” He attempted to move but the action was halted by a rattle of metal. Blood drained from his face as the entire situation surrounding his circumstances returned to him and Amara froze. A mixture of faint panic and nausea rushed through him, scattering the male’s thoughts once again as his wrists flexed and pulled against the metal surrounding them only to pause once he realized Rune was fiddling with them. 

“Wha--what are you doing here?” He managed to ask firmly locking his gaze on the other male, trying to distract himself from the almost crushing pressure pressing against his chest that the feeling of the chains caused.

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Sure she said everything was fine but she still looked tired to him. “Here.” Amara held his arms out to take Selim, masking the worry in his voice with a smile. “Why don’t you go take a nap somewhere and I’ll rock him for a bit. You need your rest too.”

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All that was heard from below was a pained groan. “Not sure, I’ll get back to you about that in a few minutes.” Luckily, the most he’d have were a few bruises and those would heal in no time. Plus, he thought to himself, a couple of bruises were a lot better than Rune and the kid flying over the edge of a cliff, so he wouldn’t complain much about the pain. 

“Phew.” Amara sat up when the other got off of him and shot a smile towards the other two. “That was a close one, huh? I guess it’s a lucky thing that we were nearby. If you don’t mind my asking, what were you doing plummeting over the side of a cliff?” Raising to his feet, Amara’s eyes widened a fraction when he took the other in. A familiar warmth radiated from the boy and Amara felt a pull that told him this child was no human. “Well, not like that would’ve really been the end of you, would it?”