[Thread] Fancy Meeting You

[takion]

Characters: Takion, Saetan
Where: Gardens
When: Evening
Summary: Two old fellows wander out into the garden.
Warnings: Senior citizen nookie?

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[papa_high_lord]

Saetan almost always took a stroll through the garden once the sun had set; it was peaceful and quiet, unlike the rest of the compound, and it gave him a chance to collect and compose his thoughts, as well as greet anyone else who happened to be out at the late hour

[takion]

Takion turned his distant gaze to see an older man. For a moment he wondered if this fellow were really there, or if he was a figment born from the writng he'd done. It was hard to tell sometimes what was real and what wasn't when he'd spent a long stretch writing.

This fellow was someone that Takion recognized, having met him once. It was Daemon's father. Takion cast his mind back, but couldn't remember hearing that Saetan had disappeared. That meant that the man was really here. Even if he had been a figment, Takion would have still given him a greeting. "Good evening, dear fellow."

[papa_high_lord]

Saetan eyed Takion thoughtfully; he looked worn out and distracted, as though his mind were a thousand miles away. Perhaps he was as upset by all the disappearances as Saetan himself was.

"Are you alright?" He asked, eying him with concern.

[takion]

Takion took off his glasses to rub at his eyes. When he settled his glasses back on again, his expression was slightly more grounded in reality than in his imaginings. And Saetan was still there. Not a figment, then.

"I will be," Takion answered. His lips curled upward in a faint smile. "I've spent all day filling page after page after page with everything I could remember about those who have left us. It's a daunting task that's left me not completely here at the moment."