firstroar | VIX. DEER COUNTRY IC CONTACT

[ Flynn lands all at once, bloodied and exhausted and angry beyond belief.

He and Yuri have been missing for nearly 24 hours now, which is not unusual, really: they both spend a lot of time out of the house patrolling and researching and working. Home is more like a base some of the time.

But usually, Flynn makes a point to text Blue that he will be home late. Today, he has not done that, and so there is silence for nearly a day and then a burst of rage and guilt and sorrow all at once, like a bomb exploding into the quiet evening air. Snow drifts down cold and sharp, and Flynn is barefoot and stumbling to his feet in icy mud, shouts Yuri's name and gets no answer because the Moon Presence saw fit only to yank one of them free. ]

[ Yuri should probably be in bed. He should probably be resting. But he isn't. Instead, he's in the kitchen of their small house in Crenshaw, making some eggs because Flynn kindly made him some toast earlier, but it wasn't enough food for him, not after who knows how many days of not eating and barely drinking. He shouldn't eat a lot, he knows that, but he kept the toast down well enough.

He's pretty sure Blue knows he's back. Blue knows a lot more than he lets on, a lot of the time, and Yuri hasn't asked the extent of it because he doesn't really want to know. He doesn't really know what to say, either. Doesn't want to hover at Blue's door to tell him he's back, feels strange and confused and so tired. He doesn't want to think about it, about what happened to him, doesn't want to dwell on it at all. He doesn't even really want to acknowledge it, and Flynn's concerned questions this morning made him more uncomfortable than not. Him and Repede are enough to contend with, Repede sticking close to Yuri's side, not letting him out of his sight. He even stood guard outside the bathroom earlier.

That doesn't stop him, however, from having brought the blanket Flynn gave him into the kitchen with him. He's this close to wearing it like a cape, but, no. It's hung over the back of one of the chairs. ]

[ Yuri is not at all sure about this. Waking up in a strange house with a strange adult with something really gross that looked like a person on the floor isn't exactly his idea of a good morning. He isn't sure where he is or who that guy is who was in the room with him, or what house this is. He has a sword clutched tight in his hands, and just wants to find a way out, a way home.

He stumbles down the short hall, looking between the stairs and the other door. Stairs make more sense, and he goes for them, even if his arms are getting tired from holding the sword up. Feelings are rolling off of him: fear, anxiety, confusion, all wrapped up in a small body that, similar to the older Yuri, doesn't want to let any of those feelings on, but he's much less practiced at it.

He almost gets the sword stuck at the bottom of the stairs, tripping over his own feet as he heads for the door ]

Edited 2022-01-07 18:04 (UTC)

[ Yuri's been having a bit of a Month so far. Blue and Flynn can both probably sense it with their powers, sense Yuri being a bit more internal, but in a more positive way than usual. He's been thinking, a lot, about how he's holding himself back. About how he's hard on himself, about how he holds everyone else to higher standards than he holds himself, how he's the reason he's not happy, because he doesn't think he deserves to be.

And after hearing about the bonding ceremonies, about how one of them lets you share your emotions with the people you're involved with, the people in your family. Yuri's never had a blood family, and he doesn't think Blue has either, and Flynn hasn't in a long time, but the three of them have created this little home together in Trench, have lived together for all these months, have supported each other through bad times and good, and both of them can share emotions, and he watches them from the outside, like he's watching two people speaking in a language he doesn't understand.

He could hold himself back, or he could step in, he could help himself, and them, too. He knows that Blue feels a bit at a loss, not being able to share emotions like he could with his people. If they did this ritual, they could all meet him at his level, or at least close. They could help him.

Even with all these thoughts, he isn't quite brave enough to broach the subject in person (and Flynn's so damn busy with the war camp, anyway).

But how does he even start this? How does he bring this up? Nerves clutch at his gut, and he tries, then tries again, and then again, until he settles on: ]

hey this is maybe going to be weird
but have you two heard about the bonding ceremonies
with doorway
the patron guy

[ Deep breath, you got this Yuri. (What if they say no? What if this is over stepping? What if this pushes them away) (maybe he deserves it, maybe that will end this happiness he's been letting himself have that he shouldn't) (maybe they do love him like they claim, maybe they'll be happy that he's trying to give something back to them) ]

theres one for families
that lets you share your feelings with them
but without talking or trying
like how you both do it

i thought maybe we could do that
so we can all talk like you do blue

[ He hits send, then stares at it for a long second before throwing his Omni away from him, covering his face with a hand (that's it, you did it, now just to see what happens).

Can't take it back now. ]

Hey.
Thanks for dragging my ass out of that bar.
And listening to me.
I really needed it.

[Whoo boy what a month! Bolin has been in Go Mode ever since he found out his brother was getting married. It was a beautiful party, crammed with love and people and liquor. Bolin cried the entire day, and honestly, he has never been happier.

It's over now, Mako and Wu are in wedded bliss, and it's just.. back to regular 'ol life for this guy.

Maybe it's time for him to take a moment for himself. Can't hurt, right? And tea is nice, so he heads to one of the many little tea houses that dot the city, tucked safely here and there in the deepest recesses where they're out of danger's way.

It's nice, this tea house, but it's always so busy. He's got his little tray, with a full pot and a beautiful little earthenware mug. Pabu is safely away for the moment and he's holding three reams of text, pinned against his body under his arm... but. Hm, there's nowhere to sit.

He takes a moment to look over the options, searching for someone who seems like they might share their space with him. It's just too cold to sit outside in the street, and how would that look, anyway?

Aa- there. On a nice sofa to the side. They seem nice looking. Bolin takes a breath and approaches, light footed but friendly as he appears in Blue's space.]

Excuse me- sorry. All the tables are taken, would you mind if I joined you? I won't bother you.

Blue

Status report:
Leviathan dead
Yuri dead
I remain on the beach
When he is back I will be here

Mission success

action; nov 20th; in the backyard of the house

action; nov 23rd

action

group text to blue and flynn; February 11th

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Action, late feb but before Leviathan