gundemn: (c91)
"Elan Ceres" (5) ([personal profile] gundemn) wrote in [community profile] synflux2024-11-02 07:29 pm

[catchall] time to live like we're dying

WHO: Elan + you
WHAT: Catch-all with open and closed prompts
WHERE: Neo Tokyo and beyond
WHEN: November onwards
WARNINGS: Will tag if they come up!
bowtography: (And now we go through you)

[personal profile] bowtography 2024-12-06 03:21 am (UTC)(link)
Kind of. I'd still at least like to learn about who I was before that, but I also get that some people have reasons to... not want to remember. And if it turned out I was bad, I wouldn't want to go back either. But hopefully the memories I've made since then would make that a moot point.

[ She says this all through a pounding headache and she should be praised. ]

... Did you ever figure out what you wanted to go by?
bowtography: (The greatest stories ever told)

[personal profile] bowtography 2024-12-14 03:49 am (UTC)(link)
Well, maybe you're okay with it, but not calling you something is rough on me.

[ Please! Won't someone think of March?? ]
bowtography: (Just aliens invading minds)

[personal profile] bowtography 2024-12-14 11:35 pm (UTC)(link)
"Whatever I want" is kinda dangerous, you know. But I'll think about it.

[ When her head stops hurting, maybe. ]
bowtography: (A sequel is inevitable)

[personal profile] bowtography 2024-12-18 02:33 pm (UTC)(link)
... Oh, do tell.

[ A little mischievously, even as they trundle onto the train and she nudges them into a pair of seats so she can slump unceremoniously against him. Not proper train posture, no, but she doesn't really care at the moment. ]
bowtography: (Better learn the sense through song)

[personal profile] bowtography 2024-12-20 02:32 pm (UTC)(link)
[ So they're not great nicknames, huh.

March's brow furrows in clear disapproval--not of him, of what that answer implies, but she mumbles an answer that's probably along the lines of "I'll be fine."

... Which is a lie, she definitely dozes off against him in a matter of minutes, weight still trustingly rested against him while her mind is a flurry of possible nicknames that won't ever insult him. ]