Post-Event Reaction Log!

[lucetimods]

Who: Everyone. EVERYONE.
What: The event is over.
When: From 12:01 AM on the 28th to all day after
Where: All over da place!
Summary: With the event over, people will be waking up in whatever homes they moved into, perhaps next to someone they normally wouldn't.
Rating: I dunno it could get kind of steamy :o

Comments

[ingrate]

[Isamu was awake when the memories came flooding back. This was because he'd been awake for days. When they hit, he stumbles back into the nearest wall and just sags against it until everything stops spinning.

Oh.

Oh.

So that was it, was it? All of that, just another instance of the Malnosso toying with them. They'd done similar experiments before, but this time... all of them...

He chokes back something that might be a sob. Which house is he even right now? Still the same? Does it matter? For the first time in a long while he'd felt all right being a part of something bigger. But this is for the best, isn't it? At least now he knows what's real.

And he's exhausted. He slips down until he's sitting on the floor, drawing his legs up and resting his forehead against his knees. For now, this is as good a place to sleep as any.]

[ledbythewind]

[It's several hours later when Richard returns from his decidedly undignified retreat to the forest, dirty and rumpled and far beyond caring right now. What he wants most is to just gather his things and leave, go somewhere else, anywhere else, just to get away from everyone so he wouldn't have to face them again...

... and then he spots Isamu, curled up and sleeping in an awkward little ball against the wall, and the guilt hits him like a punch to the gut. Of course. What was he thinking? Of course he wasn't the only one affected by this, and Isamu... now that he has all of his memories back, he knows just what the other must be remembering now as well. And with a family that he now knows isn't real, he must feel...

Quietly, so as not to wake Isamu up, Richard just sits down on the floor next to him; then, after a moment, he reaches out to slip an arm around his friend's shoulders and tug gently to encourage Isamu to lean over against him. Surely that's more comfortable than balling himself up like that.]

[ingrate]

[Isamu's eyelids twitch at the movement, his brow creasing into a frown. He doesn't yet wake, but moves easily onto Richard's shoulder.

After a couple moments like this, he twists to wrap an arm around the front of the blond, clinging to the opposite shoulder. It's hard to tell if he's at all aware that he's doing this.]

[ledbythewind]

[That movement sends a sharp pang through Richard's heart, his instinctive reaction being to bring his other arm up to wrap it around Isamu in a hug and pull him close.

What must he be feeling right now? I at least have Asbel and Sophie and the others, but he...

Unconsciously his arms tighten protectively around the other; then, after a moment, he leans his cheek against Isamu's head.

No. I made a promise to bring him back with me, and I'm going to keep it, no matter what. He isn't alone. He belongs with us now.

He'll just stay like this until Isamu wakes, so he won't wake up alone.]

[ingrate]

[It's a while before Isamu groggily blinks his eyes open, despite this not being the best of positions to sleep in.

The fact that he's sitting up against someone takes another couple moments to register, and he stares at Richard for several long second before the voice in that back of his head that told him he was sitting in another man's lap kicks in. Then he pushes away awkwardly.

Where is he now? What's happened?]

[ledbythewind]

[Richard just allows him to push away and gives him a quiet little smile to reassure him that no, there was no funny business going on here. His hands were in G-rated locations, man.]

I'm sorry, but that didn't look like the most comfortable place to be taking a nap, so I thought I would fix that.

[ingrate]

Oh... I was... oh.

[Not exactly all that awake yet, it's still slow goings for Isamu as he pieces together the current puzzle.]

I should... find an actual bed. Where am I staying?

[ledbythewind]

We're in Asbel's house at the moment. I can take you back to the room you've been using if you'd like.

[Not "your room" because, even if they'd been staying here for a while, this still wasn't their house.]

[ingrate]

If he doesn't mind...

[Standing. Are we standing now? Isamu's trying to wake himself up more, but his legs ache from the position he slept in so it takes him a couple tries to get up.]

[ledbythewind]

He won't.

[Because he's Asbel, and also because Richard will make sure he doesn't mind.

Richard climbs to his feet as well, offering a shoulder to lean on if Isamu needs it.]

[ingrate]

[He won't need that shoulder, Richard, but he'll stumble the first few steps anyway.]

Okay. Cool.

[Maybe he'll care more about this situation later.]

[ledbythewind]

[He'll just follow Isamu, then, to make sure he doesn't faceplant on the floor before he makes it to the bed, because at the moment, that's kind of a very real concern. Isamu looks pretty wobbly there.]

[ingrate]

[Isamu stops at the top of the stairs, turning to watch Richard as if making sure the other is still there.]

You should clean up.

[ledbythewind]

["Clean up"...? Oh, right, he's probably a mess, isn't he? His flight into the forest had been with all the grace of a wrecking ball, much to his current embarrassment.]

I'll take care of that later. Will you be all right?

[ingrate]

Yeah, m'fine. Just gonna [yawn] go back to sleep and shit.

M'tired.

[ledbythewind]

Yes, I can tell.

[Silence for a moment, then:]

That may have been an experiment, but the fact that you are a part of our family isn't going to change, even now.