✘ appointments

[imatreenow]

For those moments when we're in between posts and need to thread something out.

Please note the date and the type of post - action, written, or voice.

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[October 13-ish NOT IMPORTANT ITS BEACH TIME]

[imatreenow]

[He had been sitting in the living room, not far outside the door to her weaving room, just listening to the quiet rhythm of the loom, the fabric, her hands. It's a comforting song. When it stops, he's pulled from his meditations - always trying to beat the emptiness away any way he can, but it's never far behind, ready to puncture him with jagged teeth.

Then her question leaves him staring in confusion.]

...The beach? [That's right...hadn't they talked about going back? It feels like a long time ago, before Martel was lost, before Kaori slipped through his fingers.]

[memoryboxes]

Well, yes! The beach! Before I forget it exists, you know?

I'd love to visit it... Even if it's not as warm as it used to be. Wouldn't you like to go, too?

[imatreenow]

[He isn't supposed to leave, and he knows the inevitable consequences if he steps out of the lines crisscrossing around him, set down by Raine and Frey, but... He'll be with Sayo, and only Sayo. No one else will even have to know.]

Yes...I'd like to. [He hardly minds that the season is no longer ripe for visiting the beach - the brisk temperature means a deserted beach all fr them. He stands up.]

[memoryboxes]

[PSHAH TO RAINE AND FREY.

... Okay, no, she's not rebellious. She just forgot about it. Hah.]

The water might be too cold, but I'd love to see how it looks! Come on, let's hop to it; I've got lunches we can eat there, too!

[imatreenow]

[He nods.] Let me get a jacket.

[And he'll go do that, quickly returning. It isn't as much the thought of freedom as it is the promise of spending time with her that calls to him. They spend time together at home, but he knows this is s little more special. It's something she had wanted to do for a while. He's content to comply, and eager for a distraction.]

[memoryboxes]

A jacket...? [She trails off, watching him go. And just... stares at said jacket.] Oh!! Something to keep warm. How could I forget something like that? I'll get mine as well.

[She has a long one that fits over her kimono, an old piece similar to the ones from home (though she'd never known it to be exclusive). She smiles and quickly wraps their pre-cooked meal, letting it hang off her arm.

She's a liiiittle excited, and it bleeds into her voice.]

Do you know the way to the... Those things! What takes us to the beach.

[imatreenow]

[He'll wait patiently as she finishes getting ready, liking the motherly little gestures and the standard Sayo enthusiasm. It's the little things he has to try to cling to in the face of all the big gaps in his life.]

The teleporter. [He nods.] I remember how to get there.

[memoryboxes]

Alright! Lead the way, then, Mithos.

[she's a little excited. just a little.]

What sorta of things live at the beach? Does it look like a lake? A river?

[imatreenow]

[And now we're heading out the door and down the hall.] The ocean is like a big lake, but it moves a little bit like a river does.

I'm not sure what creatures live there... Maybe some crabs, or birds.

[memoryboxes]

Sounds peaceful...

[It's so quiet right now; she enjoys the hustle and bustle, but sometimes, it's nice when it's just the sounds of nature, of more distant humming and liveliness.]

Crabs? What are those like?

[:|a they feel familiar]

[imatreenow]

[Once outside, his eyes can't help but dart around warily, but he tries to focus on her.]

They... [Hm, uh...] have a lot of legs, and flat shells, and they're low to the ground. They can be cooked, too.