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❝ my parents will be home soon, you'll see-- they've just run late, the ocean can be unpredictable after all. ❞

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-- dehumobellator
❝ my parents will be home soon, you'll see-- they've just run late, the ocean can be unpredictable after all. ❞
dehumobellator : -sees headcanon on dash- -instantly forms...
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"possible modern headcanon: LEON AND KRYS ACTUALLY MET AT ONE OF THOSE FANCY RICH PEOPLE'S PARTIES WHERE SHE WAS DRAGGED BY HER PARENTS AND HIM BY HIS DAD. AND SHE MANAGES TO SLIP AWAY AND STUMBLES ON LEON WHO IS LOOKING FOR A LIGHTER FOR THE POINT IN HIS MOUTH AND INSTEAD KRYS TAKES IT AND LIGHTS IT AND THEY SHARE LEON'S JOINT AND TRY TO HIDE FROM THEIR PARENTS"
-sits- so maybe his parents throw a "house warming" party thing a little while after they move into their new place and invite a bunch of people (another "rich people" party tbh because they're pretty well off themselves) and these things make Sidoh pretty uncomfortable (not nervous or scared or anything but he just doesn't like to be surrounded by so many people) and so, after putting up appearances for a while, he slips away and finds them smoking in his room and I dunno, maybe they knew each other some at school some but this is the first time they actually hang out because he won't tell on them (he's not that kind of person), he just walks over and opens the window and then sits at his desk or something and interaction and stuff and I dunno, I didn't think I'd get this far tbh
Eyes narrowed as his nose picked up the other's scent before his presence became away to steel blue eyes. It was evident the two had known each other, however, whether they stood on solid terms was still questionable. Dyson only trusted other Grounders, but even then, it was pushing his trust, his instincts were what got him by this long. He would continue to follow them.
"Did your Commander send you?"
Garrett's curled in a corner, one of his father's furs draped over his shoulders and his knees hugged close to his chest. He's got his eyes the ground and fidgets every so often but otherwise he's been quiet.
"I-I'm sorry. A-Am I in your w-way?" He backs out of the other's path instinctively anyway, averting his eyes to avoid eye contact.
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“Look, I’m sorry. I told you it was a bad idea to train me, it’s not my fault you’re too dumb to listen.”
Apparently her aim isn’t as good as she originally thought, and maybe she should’ve told him to stand as far away from the tree as he could. But it’s all a little to late for that considering she’d accidentally embedded the blade in Cynrik’s hand and now she’s feeling all too guilty and can’t exactly look up at him. He said he’d be fine, even if Krys seriously doubted that because who the hell gets stabbed in the hand and is totally, one hundred percent fine? No one, that’s who. It takes way longer than it should for her gaze to lift up and then it’s settled on———- oh wow, that’s a lot of blood. The realization of how badly she screwed up is becoming more and more apparent and there’s really only one thing she can do. It’s a few hesitant steps towards him before she’s carefully lifting his hand and her gaze examines the damage before it flickers up to meet his.
“Back up on the ark, before my mum died, whenever I hurt myself she’d kiss it and say that it’d heal faster. I always knew it was a crock of shit, but—— it was nice, made me feel better.”
And with that being said, her head ducks and she presses a light kiss to the spot just above the wound and when she’s pulling back, there’s a scowl twisting her features. There’s no way she’ll ever get used to that rusted taste that dances on her tongue afterwards. Also probably no way she’ll ever be allowed to forget what she’s just gone and done. Top ten list of regrets? Number three, kissing Cynrik’s hand like a goddamn worried mother.