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[ledbythewind]

[It's early in the morning, just shortly after sunrise, and Richard is sitting on a fallen tree a short distance from House 6. Naoki had taken him there after CH 4 had collaspsed, and while it's far more crowded than Richard is used to, he's grateful to have a roof over his head and to be in the company of a friend (friends, possibly, though he's still not sure what Isamu thinks of him).

But eventually he needs some space, and that's why he's slipped outside to be alone for a while. Sure, he's seen several experiments by now, but this... this is completely different. Before this, Luceti hadn't seemed so bad at all. Now, however, he's not so sure.

And then there was that entire conversation he and Naoki had had the other day... it's amazing how confusing things could become in just two days. This is most certainly not the way Richard had been expecting to spend his 20th birthday.]

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[ledbythewind]

Yes, we will.

[There's something strange and yet fitting and wonderful about "we." But they aren't even really a "we" yet and... Richard, you're letting your imagination run away with you.]

[denyingreasons.livejournal.com]

... [Nod. Go away, blush. Naoki's not going to start letting himself anticipate anything before he's thought properly about it. He rocks on his heels and moves to stand up.]

[ledbythewind]

[And now Richard is trying to stand up as well and this time he's SURE that there's another earthquake because the ground really should not be shaking like that...]

[denyingreasons.livejournal.com]

[Naoki reaches out to steady him, hand gripping slightly at his arm--and grins a bit, almost apologetically.]

...I think we should go back to the house for now.

[ledbythewind]

... I think you may be right.

[That hand is much appreciated right now with how unsteady he is. Sure, he knows about alcohol getting you drunk, but he only had two cups, and... well, he hasn't had much to eat lately either. Whoops.]

[denyingreasons.livejournal.com]

Heh. Alright, let's go.

[Naoki's tightening his grip on his arm slightly, steadying him and sticking close. Just to make sure he can help balance Richard, you know. Now off we go.]

[ledbythewind]

[He'll try not to lean on you too much, but... okay, yeah, leaning. But only so he doesn't fall over.]