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❝ my family was never the touchy-feely type. ❞

Pale eyes blinked almost owlishly at Eliot's comment as he tried to put understanding to them. In-Su knew the words individually, but the idea of family not being close left him perplexed. Arms loosening from around the man that he’d come to think of fondly over the last month or so, the Kumiho took a small step back, ears angled back close to his head but in a show of uncertainty rather than an attempt to hide them.

"I...apologize?" It felt strange to be apologizing for simply embracing the man in welcome, but each world was different.

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“Little of column A, little of B. Was going to offer to make it if you hadn’t,” King answered. “I only know how to personally mix a handful and figured that one was likely the best bet considering it’s a bit harder to come by around here...”

[inechoingsilence]

Bonjour, Brakebills!

The cousins stood on the university campus, a bit away from everyone else. Having just arrived, they were taking time to let everything settle. Both were clutching armloads of books, about to head to separate destinations. Both were Physical Kids, but after that they varied slightly. Sophia was to go with the Healers, Acelin with the Naturals. 

“ Everything here looks so..new.” Acelin commented under his breath to his cousin. “Even the people look new. No one has anything old. Why is that?”

Taking a look around them, Sophia understood what Acelin meant. The Dean had taken everything magical they had brought with them from France. Even their jewelry. Some of it had been family heirlooms, centuries of years old.

“ America is a new country, you know. In comparison to France. And they are obsessed with anything new.” Sophia replied back with a sigh. “ Listen, are you going to be alright? I’ve to head to the clinic, and you are going to the treehouse, right?” 

Ace nodded, giving Sophia’s shoulder a quick squeeze in support. “Good luck, cousin.” he offered quietly, giving her a smile as he headed off. 

Now alone, Sophia took a look around, trying to determine where the clinic was. Surely there was a sign, or a clue of some sort? Looking upward a little, the roof of a building caught her attention, and she started off in that direction. 

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[[Ur right I just wanted Nasir to drool/faint/both]]

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Of Firsts ☪ CLOSED ☪

"Are you sure?"

 Hands sliding gently up Eliot's back, loving the feel of the smooth skin under his palms, Gibbs spoke softly as he stared the younger man in the eye. "I'm in no rush, Eliot. If you're not ready, we don't need to take that step yet.. " Even if the idea of being able to take his younger lover was enticing, he would never rush his partners into something they weren't completely ready for. Just being able to hold the brunet close to himself, whether they chased a mutual pleasure or not, was plenty for him.

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“Wait.....you came from a magic school?” It just showed how out of the loop Bonnie Bennett was when it came to the magical community. The only witches she really talked to were her cousin and Freya Mikaelson. And occasionally Liv, but they didn’t usually talk witchy woo. 

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“Y’know, didn’t realize people still styled their facial hair like that.”

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Fillorian Generosity | Closed

Initiating contact was a normal part of the Enterprise's mission, learning about new worlds and their people. However, stumbling upon this planet hadn't really been planned. When they'd dropped out of warp thanks to a malfunction in engineering, a blown transformer or some such (not that Bones understood much of the Engineering babble), they'd come out close to a planet. And a scan had indicated life forms.

Once they knew Starfleet was sending another ship to meet them, even if it'd be a few weeks for some reason, Jim had taken a small away team down to the planet. The people there seemed welcoming and agreed to allowing the crew to take leave on their beautiful planet. Bones had lept at the chance to get off the ship for a little while.

He'd expected to be able to relax and walk around and enjoy the smell of growing things again. After all, there was such a difference between the smell of the hydroponics bay and it's fertilizers and the smell of natural growth. Even meeting the natives was expected. What was unexpected, was that the two locals that he ran into while wandering around and ended up befriending were more than just Fillorians. One was the High King.

Even more surprising, was that they seemed to like his dry and occasionally sardonic version of humor and were fond of him. To the point that three days into his week of leave, he found himself invited to lunch with Eliot and Margo, a picnic out in the sun and grass. Something that Bones was quite happy to enjoy. Honestly he spent nearly all his time outside enjoying the sun. The only thing he would like better would be a nice rain storm before he had to return to the Enterprise. But from what he'd heard, that wasn't terribly likely during this time of year for their planet. Just his luck.

Sitting on the edge of the large blanket that he'd helped spread out, carefully keeping his shoes off the cloth, Bones looked over at his lunch companions. "I do hope you didn't do this just for me. I'd have been happy to join you inside for lunch as well." He might favor being outside as it was something he couldn't do on the ship, but he wouldn't refuse the generosity of this world no matter how it came. If that meant taking a meal inside, so be it.