Who: Zack Fair, Kunsel, Irene
When: Friday through Sunday
Where: Ruins
Format: Action
What: The three going on a camping trip! Randomness ensues.
Warnings: Naaaaah.
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Now and then it seems that life is just too much, but you've got the love I need to see me through. )
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Her eyes linger on the fire, follow the spark and flight of embers but stop before they leave Zack entirely.]
Mm.
[I KNOW, SO WORDY ATM. BUT HEY, SHE APPROVES OKAY?]
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[ He hadn't constructed any fantasy about what sort of surprise laid in wait, so when he rested his eyes upon the campsite and the fruits of Zack's labour, he smiled. It was a true smile, one that dimpled his cheeks and reached upward toward his eyes beneath his helmet, but it was also tired. ]
[ He wasn't sure if the timing was...right. After all, he'd been through a lot recently. They all had, in fact, and it seemed like taking a break now was a little like giving up halfway up the mountain. You were neither up or down, just stuck someplace uncomfortable and in the middle. ]
[ What could he do, though? ]
[ His friend looked expectant, and Irene hadn't said much. Zack, being who he was, needed encouragement... ]
[ ...so he fisted his hips and forced his grin to grow a little wider, bared a little teeth, and let a sigh escape his parted lips. ]
"Outdid yourself, man. This is too ( ... )
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[What a sad, sad world.
[But, hey, at least he could always count on Kunsel! Always ready, always there! Zack turned his puppy eyes to him waiting, waiting-
[And, hey! The tent? The tent was… okay, it was a little hasty. And lopsided. And-Oh, Shiva, Kunsel. You’re getting clean up duty for that. ]
You think you can do better with it? I’d like to see you try!
[And with that, the gauntlet has been thrown!]
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On some level, she'd expected something like this. Well, this, and not this. Not Riful.
She stands, not long enough to even really look behind, before she's off, moving as she replies to the call. It's only when those who've answered have assembled, planned and are about to take action that she flips the switch back to that filter between the three of them. Or it could be public. Not sure, doesn't have the time.]
Don't follow. Everything will be fine.
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[ Then his Forge beeps with a new message; trained to the sound, he's on it like a moth to a flame, fingers flying over his keypad. Not even half a second later he has up Irene's private feed, and her voice spills from the ear piece of the Forge for both Zack and himself to hear. ]
[ Don't follow. Everything will be fine. ]
[ Yeah, easy for her to say when she was the one taking off like a bat out of hell, and they got to sit there and wonder, WHAT IN SHIVA'S NAME JUST HAPPENED? ]
[ Kunsel looked over at Zack and frowned. ]
"Should we...should we follow? I mean, I'm not exactly comfortable sitting here and doing nothing when she could be off getting herself into who-knows-what kind of trouble."
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[Of course it is, without a shadow of a doubt. Which is why he knew exactly what a loaded statement that was in the first place.
[“Everything will be fine.” Shiva, he needed to trust her, but-but it wasn’t a matter of trust. It was a matter of worry and concern and fear for someone in his heart. It was a matter of being close to someone, to caring, to sharing their burden. It was a matter of being a rock.
[Zack looked back at Kunsel, down at his friend’s Forge, before reaching for it; his was back in the “tent”, and he wasn’t about to go after it.]
Lemme see it.
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