baltimores: (146; good to see you)
last man standing. ([personal profile] baltimores) wrote in [community profile] aionlogs 2022-08-07 07:53 am (UTC)

[ If he had the words for it, there would be a lot to say for this moment.

He does not have the words for it. He never has. He probably never will. Amos just shifts seamlessly into rubbing his finger along the top of Peaches' head to having his whole hand at her mercy. Whatever she wants from him, she'll get; head massages, chin scratches... all of it.

Amos sits there with her, with them, for a while, a profound emptiness lit up with a brief spark of what could be construed as happiness. It's too faint for him to really do anything with, but it is there.

He's getting too sober for this. He eventually lifts his head from looking down at Peaches, looks up towards the top of Gray's hood. ]


Thanks. [ He doesn't know what he's thanking for. He does. His words are small, tentative, pained. ] Are you okay from here? I should probably get going.

[ He has some emotions to bury again. When he's back in his usual, empty state, he'll be able to look back on this and appreciate it.

But he's not there, Venera raw enough to have reopened a wound he's been ignoring since he woke up an Aion. Self-medication remains his only answer for that, so... with permission, he'll go back to burying it until he's empty enough to look back on it again.

It'll be fine. ]

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