Albert Silverberg (
chikaidestroyer) wrote2010-08-18 10:20 pm
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∞ 86: Awakening to the stars [action]
[He had awoken before the sun had set, in time to see Yuber attempting to write out his boredom over the journals. Just dealing with that conversation had been exhausting, and he had rested again before finally getting out of his room. And out of the house. How long had he been out and bedridden? Long enough to miss the monsters disappearing and the village being repaired, apparently.
His flowers had been pretty ravaged by the earthquake. He nudges at the broken flowers with his shoe, then ignores them in favor of the slowly blooming moonflowers on the trellises. Something familiar and yet new, after the chaotic happenings. An earthquake, John's recovery, monsters, a stab in the chest... Too much for one month.
He flexes his right gloved hand restlessly, a slight wind picking up as he looks skyward. The clouds would move in soon, and tomorrow would be overcast.
They would block out those damn stars.]
(ooc: I'm baaaaack~ ♥ Albert's AU can be found here.)
His flowers had been pretty ravaged by the earthquake. He nudges at the broken flowers with his shoe, then ignores them in favor of the slowly blooming moonflowers on the trellises. Something familiar and yet new, after the chaotic happenings. An earthquake, John's recovery, monsters, a stab in the chest... Too much for one month.
He flexes his right gloved hand restlessly, a slight wind picking up as he looks skyward. The clouds would move in soon, and tomorrow would be overcast.
They would block out those damn stars.]
(ooc: I'm baaaaack~ ♥ Albert's AU can be found here.)
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[standing at attention a few feet away from where the flowers start]
[[ooc: Likewise.]]
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A uniform at this hour, Nephry?
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[But ... he recognizes the uniform. Because Jade had worn it all the time.] Malkuth, was it?
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That's right. [and, a hint of a smile. Be careful, you're a bit young but still eligible.]
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Nowhere in the house... but Albert wouldn't have gone far after waking up from that mess. That's when Caesar remembered flowers. (Consequently, he remembered his own dead flowers, but that's a different story.) Caesar wanders onto the porch, expecting his brother to be sitting down or something, but he's not. He tilts his head and glances around.]
...huh.
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What is it?
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I came to check on you, of course.
[Instead of just sticking around on the porch, he heads down the stairs to go and see what Albert's up to. It gives him a chance to wipe that stupid smile off his face.]
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Ted paused on the way to Building Seven however, when she spotted a familiar strategist. Not the one she suckerpunched, thankfully, but the likable one.]
Albert! [She quickly called out, finding relief when she realized he's finally awake.]
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He turns away from the flowers, looking at the girl who had called out. He lifts a brow in polite askance.] Yes?
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[He ventures a question.] How are you?
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She hadn't been outside too much, but that first step on the porch was always one filled with some form of apprehension. Not that the damn thing would come crashing down on her. She just wants to get off of it as quickly as possible. The flowers, the vegetables. The entire garden was in such disrepair. It wasn't surprising that Albert would be out here now. Even if he shouldn't have had the strength.
That first time, she can't quite do it. So it's a short time later before she steps outside again, this time forcing herself off the porch when he's at least free to talk to.]
... So there you are.
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Here I am, yes.
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So now she walks by Albert--and a ghost of a memory brings her to a halt. She stands still, watching. Trying to place the outline of the man in his garden. The moonflowers, especially, draw her attention.]
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Tired as he is, he does get the feeling that he is being watched.]
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...After what has transpired, yes. Good evening, Buffy.
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here to break your brain!
Hey there, handsome. Looks like you're feeling better.
/remembers -that- costume. oh boy.
Sheena?
<- Personality to match now
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...Trying on something new tonight?
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