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[ lance has been snorkeling, and even scuba-dove once with his brother. he's seen the ocean floor before, and its many inhabitants. but each and every time is always something to behold, and this is no exception.
he's right beside her in no time, marveling at the colors, the shapes. the fish he doesn't hesitate to reach out towards, laughing when they tickle his palm in their curiosity. it all looks so familiar, but there are minute differences (the brightness of a purple color, the texture of a scale) that sets it apart enough from earth's ocean floor that keeps a constant reminder that he is not home, no matter how much he may close his eyes and wish it were true.
it's a slightly bittersweet tug in his chest, but it does not dull the brightness and wonder in his eyes as he dares to swim down even further, watching as a crab scuttles its way along the floor. ]
he's right beside her in no time, marveling at the colors, the shapes. the fish he doesn't hesitate to reach out towards, laughing when they tickle his palm in their curiosity. it all looks so familiar, but there are minute differences (the brightness of a purple color, the texture of a scale) that sets it apart enough from earth's ocean floor that keeps a constant reminder that he is not home, no matter how much he may close his eyes and wish it were true.
it's a slightly bittersweet tug in his chest, but it does not dull the brightness and wonder in his eyes as he dares to swim down even further, watching as a crab scuttles its way along the floor. ]
[ it isn't often lance finds himself regretting things; he's often of the mindset that things happen for a reason (as his mother likes to say) and even if they suck at the moment, later, in time, he'll come to find it was necessary. so he doesn't get into the habit of regret, not if he can help it, but in this moment he finds himself wishing he hadn't pried as much as he had, for the pure and honest reason that he does not know how to proceed. doesn't know how to make it better. he pushed open a door to a room he cannot quite make sense of, and now he fumbles for a proper response, worried to leave it messier and more cluttered than he had found it. ]
...Sorry. [ it is such a generic thing to say, despite his earnestness, and he seems to realize it in how he winces right after. ]
You can start over here, can't you? Live the life you wanna lead... not the one you think you were supposed to.
...Sorry. [ it is such a generic thing to say, despite his earnestness, and he seems to realize it in how he winces right after. ]
You can start over here, can't you? Live the life you wanna lead... not the one you think you were supposed to.
What? Why? We haven't even gotten a chance to see the rest of the place.
[ it'll be fine, keith, see it's just billy... fluttering towards them, bobbing up and down in the air like he's nodding at them or something. don't mind him... he'll go on his merry way... ]
[ it'll be fine, keith, see it's just billy... fluttering towards them, bobbing up and down in the air like he's nodding at them or something. don't mind him... he'll go on his merry way... ]
It's quite all right.
[it is. Everyone has their own past and circumstances. Linn is sure there are those who have had it worse than he.
A light bump of the boy's shoulder makes up for the fact that the silence will spin out a bit, while he tries to get on top of his Popsicle Situation. Miraculously it isn't melting down his hands, but it is uncomfortably close to doing so and he doesn't speak again until it's safe.
No brain freeze yet. But perhaps today is a day for miracles.]
I can - or they said I could. The struggle is in recognising my chances to do so and taking them.
[it is. Everyone has their own past and circumstances. Linn is sure there are those who have had it worse than he.
A light bump of the boy's shoulder makes up for the fact that the silence will spin out a bit, while he tries to get on top of his Popsicle Situation. Miraculously it isn't melting down his hands, but it is uncomfortably close to doing so and he doesn't speak again until it's safe.
No brain freeze yet. But perhaps today is a day for miracles.]
I can - or they said I could. The struggle is in recognising my chances to do so and taking them.
[He...falls quiet. He'll wait until shit hits the fan to revisit this conversation. Instead, he's linefacing, keeping to Lance's side. They very nearly just died (theoretically, like, Billy could've been anything), but he wants to keep probing in...
Like surviving a plane crash and hopping on a jet.]
Fine.
Like surviving a plane crash and hopping on a jet.]
Fine.
[ Oops. ]
Well... I mean, I don't mind chores. Using the vacuum, dusting-- those are nothing! I'm just tired of it always being me to clean the toilet.
[ Because Edgeworth isn't doing it either!!! Matt isn't exactly the most trusted to clean given that they know he's blind. ]
Well... I mean, I don't mind chores. Using the vacuum, dusting-- those are nothing! I'm just tired of it always being me to clean the toilet.
[ Because Edgeworth isn't doing it either!!! Matt isn't exactly the most trusted to clean given that they know he's blind. ]
For three whole years. Almost landed the promotion of a lifetime too...
[ Rhys sighs wistfully. ]
Until my boss got shot out an airlock. And the guy who did it turned out to be sort of like a corporate rival? He demoted me to janitor, can you believe it? All worked out in the end though! I wound up head of my own company and he wound up innn...little baggies man that sounds really bad. I definitely did not kill him, for the record. I just had to, y-y'know. Clean him up when he...exploded.
[ This Is Normal. ]
[ Rhys sighs wistfully. ]
Until my boss got shot out an airlock. And the guy who did it turned out to be sort of like a corporate rival? He demoted me to janitor, can you believe it? All worked out in the end though! I wound up head of my own company and he wound up innn...little baggies man that sounds really bad. I definitely did not kill him, for the record. I just had to, y-y'know. Clean him up when he...exploded.
[ This Is Normal. ]
[ oh live a little, mr. flies a hoverbike over the side of a mountain...
lance will reach over for keith's hand and draw him a little further into the cave, 100% convinced now that it's okay since billy has pretty much unofficially given them the a-okay for it. ]
Oh cool, look—
[ with his free hand, gestures to the walls. some people have been carving along the rocks...
he starts to look around, plucking up a rock along the ground. ]
lance will reach over for keith's hand and draw him a little further into the cave, 100% convinced now that it's okay since billy has pretty much unofficially given them the a-okay for it. ]
Oh cool, look—
[ with his free hand, gestures to the walls. some people have been carving along the rocks...
he starts to look around, plucking up a rock along the ground. ]
[The thing about flying a hoverbike off the side of the mountain is that, there's more freedom. If something comes at them in the cave, there're only so many options.
Still, he'll take Lance's hand in turn, not pleased at all by it...but his face loses tension as he acknowledges those cavedraws.
...And he's suddenly lowkey hopeful they might learn something super cool and super secret about this place. Maybe there'll even be a clue about the lions? That's how they found 'em in the first place.
But these carvings are...simpler. Intriguing, but simple.]
I guess we're not the only idiots.
[If people are frequenting this place enough to tag it with weird drawings...he's doubting how ancient these things are.]
Still, he'll take Lance's hand in turn, not pleased at all by it...but his face loses tension as he acknowledges those cavedraws.
...And he's suddenly lowkey hopeful they might learn something super cool and super secret about this place. Maybe there'll even be a clue about the lions? That's how they found 'em in the first place.
But these carvings are...simpler. Intriguing, but simple.]
I guess we're not the only idiots.
[If people are frequenting this place enough to tag it with weird drawings...he's doubting how ancient these things are.]
[ by that point, lance has already begun scratching the pointed edge of the rock he'd found over a blank space along the rock wall. ]
Careful, [ he warns in a dry tone, dragging the rock horizontally to complete the lower half of his "L" ] or I'll accidentally replace "K" with "idiot."
[ now to work on the "+"... ]
Careful, [ he warns in a dry tone, dragging the rock horizontally to complete the lower half of his "L" ] or I'll accidentally replace "K" with "idiot."
[ now to work on the "+"... ]
Huh?
[Don't bring up complicated stuff all of a sudden. The scraping catches his attention, L...
L?
That's definitely an L.]
What are you doing?
[L for Lions. The + is what he assumes is a lower case "t". If Lance is so confident about exploring this totally innocent tunnel, why's he leaving a note...hm. HM.]
[Don't bring up complicated stuff all of a sudden. The scraping catches his attention, L...
L?
That's definitely an L.]
What are you doing?
[L for Lions. The + is what he assumes is a lower case "t". If Lance is so confident about exploring this totally innocent tunnel, why's he leaving a note...hm. HM.]
Don't worry about it...
[ brb writing "if you find me dead in this cave, it's keith's fault"
jk, it doesn't take him that much longer to finish his grand masterpiece: a rather shoddy but sincere "L + K"
he stands back to look his handiwork over... before coming back in to work on drawing a heart around it, because go big or go home i guess. ]
[ brb writing "if you find me dead in this cave, it's keith's fault"
jk, it doesn't take him that much longer to finish his grand masterpiece: a rather shoddy but sincere "L + K"
he stands back to look his handiwork over... before coming back in to work on drawing a heart around it, because go big or go home i guess. ]
[That's what he thinks this is about..even after the two letters are completed and there's like, only one thing that can mean.
It's when he starts circling the letters with a giant butt that it clicks--
And, this is, arguably just as embarrassing as kissing him in the lagoon.]
People are going to see that....
[It's like Lance just decided to hang their undies out on a clothesline or something.]
It's when he starts circling the letters with a giant butt that it clicks--
And, this is, arguably just as embarrassing as kissing him in the lagoon.]
People are going to see that....
[It's like Lance just decided to hang their undies out on a clothesline or something.]
[ it had been kind of a risky thing to do in the first place, but he didn't start to feel too self-conscious about it until this very moment. still, there's no real turning back from this, so he just kind of shrugs around a smile. ]
People always do it in movies, you know? It seemed fun...
[ he drops his hand after connecting the peach, looking it over. ]
...Is it too much?
People always do it in movies, you know? It seemed fun...
[ he drops his hand after connecting the peach, looking it over. ]
...Is it too much?
[You're heavily underestimating how much TV he's seen/how many movies he's watched. He'll give a slow nod. The not really kind but...yeah. He gets it.]
...No.
[It's too soon to call it sweet (and him, by osmosis). It's a fleeting thought.]
It's nice.
[There's your bone, Lance. He's blushing about it, even, like he'd just drawn a naked portrait of someone.]
...No.
[It's too soon to call it sweet (and him, by osmosis). It's a fleeting thought.]
It's nice.
[There's your bone, Lance. He's blushing about it, even, like he'd just drawn a naked portrait of someone.]
[ a bone in one thread, and a boner in another. :')
by which i mean, that's really all it takes. lance's smile is a little less sheepish, even if he is still sort of embarrassed by his own fleeting whims. he tosses the rock down to the ground, pretending to look around again to hide how pleased with himself he's becoming. ]
If we're gonna stay here overnight, we should make a fire or something, right?
by which i mean, that's really all it takes. lance's smile is a little less sheepish, even if he is still sort of embarrassed by his own fleeting whims. he tosses the rock down to the ground, pretending to look around again to hide how pleased with himself he's becoming. ]
If we're gonna stay here overnight, we should make a fire or something, right?
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