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[canniballistic]

[It's very late at night when his sphere switches on - but that's normal for Abel, who is conditioned to the largely nocturnal lifestyle of his homeland. No, what's weird about this is probably the fact that, as his hologram appears, it's very obvious he's in the bath.

And what's weird about that is that he's fully clothed, submerged up to his

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[blacks_lackey]

[Turlough has an oxygen mask, though it's not helping a whole lot. He takes it off, his worried tone belying what he says next.] Abel, I told you to stay out of the water.

[canniballistic]

Oops. Eh heh... [He smiles weakly, as if this is a subject worthy of joking about.]

I was doing well, until I realized I'd left something out in the rain. I suppose I should have taken an umbrella, too.

[blacks_lackey]

Oops? You'd left something out in the rain? What possession could have been so important that you'd risk this?

[canniballistic]

[With patent sincerity:]

My hat! Oh, and half a candy bar.

[celestial_okami]

[When Amaterasu comes on the sphere, she's breathing hard, shaking in a way that only the very nerve wracked can. Her head is bowed so the sphere can't see her face through the shag of her bangs, but it hardly matters when she's making her way straight for him.

The door to the bath opens to a battered goddess, her hand fisted in her kimono as she sinks to her knees beside the tub. Someone's been having horrible nightmares, and she's hoping he won't notice that she's trying to staunch a few wounds. She'll be fine, she's just horribly rattled.]

Abel, what are you doing in the water? how can you even talk in there?

[canniballistic]

[Were he not so intimately familiar with that stance - wounded but determined all the same - she might have stood a chance of fooling him. But even from underwater, he recognizes the look. Stiff, unsteady motions.

Not a second after she's all but fallen in through the door, he bursts up out of the bath, his voice only dwindling to a rasp once he's past the initial exclamation.]

Nevermind me! What's happened to you, Ammy?! Who did this?

[celestial_okami]

Don't know, I was sleeping and had a bad dream.

[Which for her is as incredibly unsettling as the dream itself was. She's never had nightmares like this before, much less been wounded in a dream only to wake up and find that the injuries were real. Completely ignoring how soaking wet he is, she wraps her arms around him and buries her face in his shoulder.]

Something was chasing me in the dream, and I turned to face it when it caught me. I woke up like this.

[canniballistic]

A bad dream? [He's had quite a few, himself, and all disturbingly similar to her description - but none that turned out as badly as hers seems to have. Abel is careful as he puts his arms around her in turn, knowing that her dress will probably end up soaked, regardless, from where she's sitting.]

Are you sure... That's all? [A half a wheeze stilts the words; he's running out of air again.]