Fifty-eighth rebirth [accidental video]

[neverquitedies]

[Yuca isn't really enjoying the carnival

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[bloodseal_soul]

[One of the times Yuca blinks, he'll find Al sitting next to him, just silently looking up and watching the stars, as if he's been there for some time. Silent and companionable.]

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[neverquitedies]

[He's going to watch Alphonse for a moment then, blankly, before forgetting about his presence. It takes him another moment before he reaches out and touches his shirt, almost like he expects his fingers to go right through it.]

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[bloodseal_soul]

[Al waits for a moment, before setting his hand over Yuca's. He's soft, and warm.]

Do you know where you are?

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Mm.

[He touches Al's fingers curiously, as if he can't quite believe that they're there.]

Where the dirt meets the feet of men from other places.

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The city looks different right now.

[Al lets him, touching back, assuring Yuca that he's there, and real. Not just a product of his mind.]

But yes.

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I've been to carnivals before.

[Softly, closing his eyes.]

We would sneak out of the house and run for the lights in the night sky.

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Would you like to go?

We could ride the ferris wheel.

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I don't know.

[He pulls his hand back, wraps his arms around himself.]

I don't have enough space for new memories.

[bloodseal_soul]

You don't have to remember me.

[Smiling, eyes closed.]

I don't mind. Just here, in this moment, that's all that matters now.

[neverquitedies]

I don't know.

[He struggles to stand.]

When the metal rusts and the wood falls into decay, we'll still be here. Time has no measure here. Time has no power.

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[Al holds him, helps him.]

And tomorrow, you can't prove any of it happened at all. I know.

So let's enjoy it now.

[neverquitedies]

If you want.

[Quietly, leaning a little on him.]