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“Hey…are you okay?”

No one dared to get near Cinnabar at that time. A while had passed after the moon incident and no gems seemed to be coming back any time soon. After working on a possible plan, some wished to stay put for a while to rest. It wasn’t long after that that Cinnabar suddenly disappeared from the group and Jade was asked to look for them. Luckily for the green gem, it didn’t take them long to find them.

They slowly got closer, sitting down.

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(What the fuck is that coming from her eyeholes.) 

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A rumble from within. Thankfully this was not due to the large motions of any creature or object on ground, as Phos (with a hardness barely worth speaking of) would have instantly taken notice if it started to crack their foundation. Comically enough, it was a much simpler matter - nervousness. 

They had been called to the inky black shores of another gem’s patrol, one they had been speaking to off and on for quite some time now. Cinnabar was hardly ever in the mood to entertain Phos’ ramblings, so this was definitely unexpected. Still, the fact that they had asked for an accompaniment could not be questioned.

Phos assumes they are to talk, though about what lingers as a question in the air. ‘What are we going to talk about?’

The young gem hopes it’s not about their promise, as they haven’t quite yet thought of a proper job for Cinnabar to do. Nevertheless, their heels clack as they finally make their way into the other’s field of vision.

“Hey!”

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@latesco​ cont’d

     blinks softly, their head tilting. hair of translucent jewel is brushed out of their eyes and phos smiles passively. internally they want to burst out, they want to respond in frustration-- and indignance does flicker in their eyes but is quickly pushed away, buried, buried, buried.

      “ i’m hurt, cinnabar. ” they put a hand on their chest. “ offended. ”

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    “ Hellooo ~ ?” It's one of the rarer times, they’ve been awake for around twenty minutes or so and they don’t even feel remotely tired. Hopefully they’d get an hour or so out of the jewel pegs stuck in their chest, but let’s not get our hopes up here. They’ve taken to exploring in the evening air just to see what’s changed, and Padparadscha’s currently sticking their head into a cave that seems to have silver or some sort of mercury splatted everywhere.

   “ Anyone home~? ” They don’t really expect to get an answer, but call out nonetheless.

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       Gritting his teeth, Waver waved the back of his hand in their face, presenting his Command Seals. “Did you forget the person that summoned you?” It was him. It was Waver that had used his mana to summon them, his mana that tied them to the modern era and kept them from fading. If not for him, they would be sitting in the Throne of Heroes being utterly useless. They should show some appreciation and acknowledge his role as their Master. “You’re my Servant, right? You should follow what I have to say…” Or at the very least listen to him. False confidence noticeably faltering, his hand fell back down to his side. “…are you paying attention?”

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          “ Running from your elder ? My ! If I didn’t know any better, I’d say I was hurt ! ” If Cinnabar genuinely thought they could out run the fastest ( most cowardly ) of the gems, they either had guts, or simply hoped the elder wouldn't follow. Unfortunately when it came to Cin, Yellow just had to bother the younger in some way. It was their ' duty ' as the eldest the cheery Diamond often claimed. Yellow hadn't intended to meet the other today though, let alone be so close to Cinnabar's hermitage, they'd simply been sent out to take care of some Lunarians, catching sight of a spying gem.

" Were you perhaps worried about me ? Were You ? " Though being shown concern often put them in a bad mood, they couldn't help but ask, if not in a mildly teasing way.