INCOMPLETE
Who: Citan, chaos, and Jr.
What: A discussion over tea.
Where: The clinic, back office.
When: Sometime after the conversation between Citan and chaos.
Warnings: Lots of Xenodorkery probably idk.
Rating: PG? Jr.'s got a mouth on him. 8D
It was similar to the kind of tea that Jin had liked so well. Not quite the same--so few things were ever quite the same here--but by some miracle it was close. Same color. Same scent. Same body and presence.
chaos set the three ceramic cups in a triangle on the table; Jr. had the same desire for answers that that he did, so it made sense that he'd want to be here for this. Until then, until they arrived, he would just wait.
He knelt on the little cushion set before him and observed the heat of the cup radiating through his gloves as he held it quietly, watching the light bulb's green reflection in the tea.
What did all this mean?
What: A discussion over tea.
Where: The clinic, back office.
When: Sometime after the conversation between Citan and chaos.
Warnings: Lots of Xenodorkery probably idk.
Rating: PG? Jr.'s got a mouth on him. 8D
It was similar to the kind of tea that Jin had liked so well. Not quite the same--so few things were ever quite the same here--but by some miracle it was close. Same color. Same scent. Same body and presence.
chaos set the three ceramic cups in a triangle on the table; Jr. had the same desire for answers that that he did, so it made sense that he'd want to be here for this. Until then, until they arrived, he would just wait.
He knelt on the little cushion set before him and observed the heat of the cup radiating through his gloves as he held it quietly, watching the light bulb's green reflection in the tea.
What did all this mean?