[Thread] Our Lives Are Made

[invisikid]

Characters: OU!Naoki Kashima, AU!Lyle Norg
Where: Nyi-Eksi
When: After this conversation
Summary: Lyle admitted he hasn't slept well the past few days, so Naoki arrives to help.
Warnings: Probably fluff.

It was rather late. Lyle had left the door unlocked for his friend...yet somehow felt the urge to change his mind. He'd gone days without sleep before

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Naoki knocked before checking the door to see if it was locked or not. Finding it open, he poked his head in, glancing around quickly before creeping in and closing the door quietly behind him. If the others living in Nyi-Eksi were asleep, he didn't want to wake them up, especially not at this hour.

"Hey," he whispered, approaching Lyle and lifting a hand in a half-wave. Naoki was trying to avoid surprising the Legionnaire; his shirt muffled his glow and since he was trying to avoid making a lot of noise, he didn't know if Lyle was aware he'd come in yet. "A little late to be studying, don't you think?"

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Naoki's movements were soft, and Lyle's senses were dimmed, but there was still enough awareness to notice the older teen before he scared the living daylights out of the Legionnaire. "Hi." He answered at the same volume level, easily abandoning the book to settle his attention on the Demi-Fiend. "It's never too late to be studying." Lyle grinned, resting his elbow on his knee and making a pillow for his cheek with his palm.

"I hope I didn't drag you away from anything..." The younger teen rubbed the back of his neck, expression apologetic.

[hands_of_reason]

He took a seat on the edge of an unoccupied spot of the bed and returned the grin. "Nah, nothing important. 'Sides, I don't mind helping out." It was a little sad to him that he'd had to use the spell just to get to sleep as well, though he wouldn't admit to that any more than he had to. "You're probably a better student than I am. What're you reading?"

[invisikid]

"A book on Greek Literature." The mattress shifted and sunk with the added weight, a motion that was oddly comforting. Lyle ran his free hand down the page, simply to touch to cool paper. "Persephone offered to teach me. The language is too old to be spoken in my time, though it might have been a basis for Interlac." After 1000 years, it was hard to keep track of what languages came and went, influencing one another. "What kind of a student are you, then?" He was stalling, a little. No one had put him to sleep before, and it seemed easier to dance around the subject then confront it head on. It would also be interesting to hear what a normal school in Naoki's world and time was like.

Lyle remembered Naoki mentioning he'd had to put himself to sleep as well. The teen noted that he would have to ask about it...Maybe something was wrong with the Demi-Fiend and he wasn't saying anything?