Baby steps...

Jan 24, 2006 08:50

Today was a rather different day for Cielo. He'd strayed outside of the apartment he shared with his fellow Embryon and made his way down the six flights of stairs, cat and tribbles in tow. He also decided to try on the clothes that Gale and Custo bought for him; pants, a gray sweater with an orange stripe and a large puffy coat of the same color ( Read more... )

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gale_force January 25 2006, 18:25:05 UTC
*Gale is mildly entertained at Heat's puzzled reaction to the vegetables, though naturally, his face doesn't reveal it.* Help yourself to anything that looks...or perhaps smells appealing.

*He produces a couple of mismatched mugs and tea bags -- green tea by the looks of it.* I only compare this place to Nirvana in a sense that it is ruled by a relative state of peace. Relative to the Junkyard, I should say. And I confess, my assessment is highly subjective; I have enjoyed my time here. I trust you will, too.

*The kettle on the stove emits a shriek as the water inside comes to a boil. Gale removes it from the burner.* As to the matter of Sera and Jenna: at this point, all we can do is wait, observe, and be ready to take swift action when the time arrives.

*Gale frowns sharply at Heat's last statement about leadership.* Do not say such things. Serph has always proven himself to be a very capable leader and he has my utmost trust and respect.

Moreover, in our new surroundings, our tribal hierarchy has been dissolved. We look to each other for support, but we are not hobbled by this bond. We are loyal because we choose to be, not because we were commanded by law. We are, in essence a family rather than a tribe.

*Gale pours hot water over the teabags and hands a mug to Heat.* This should help. Let it cool and steep for a moment before you drink.

((Feel free to make up whatever Heat finds to eat. The Embryon's food supply is pretty unusual/diverse. :3))

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gale_force January 25 2006, 20:34:51 UTC
*Gale raises his eyebrows as he watches Heat wolf down the leftover chicken.* I see you still have a taste for meat. I find I have very little appetite for it.

*He puts his hands around his own mug of tea to warm his palms. He knows Serph and Heat have always had an odd rivalry. He always assumed it was Heat's rebellious nature and merely kept silent vigilance, ready to intervene if this were ever to upset the smooth functioning of the tribe. He gives Heat a sideways look and merely nods his head.*

I expect you will come to find many familiar things in this world. *He takes a cautious sip of his steaming tea.*

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gale_force January 25 2006, 23:43:16 UTC
*Gale's face looks a little more grave than usual, and is glad when Heat drops the subject of his own accord. His voice is hushed, but not without a hint of harshness.* You need not remind me. *He trains his eyes on his tea and seizes it as a more comfortable topic.*

This is green tea. It has countless health benefits, both proven and theorized. I am pleased that you enjoy it.

*Gale paces up to a window and peers out at the skyline.* I highly suggest taking a walk along some of the local avenues, but have someone who knows the area accompany you; it is easy to lose your way.

But perhaps you should rest first, and organize your thoughts. You have experienced much in a very short span of time.

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gale_force January 26 2006, 01:57:36 UTC
*Gale finishes his tea in silence, then sweeps in to collect Heat's discarded plate and cup. He glances down at his comrade, a little surprised to observe just how tired the red-head really is. He's usually brimming with...well, firey energy.*

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