May Catch-all

[followyourstar]

WHO: Dante and others
WHAT: Catch-all for May (and maybe June too why not)
WHERE: Many Places
WHEN: May!
WARNINGS: Warnings will be in subject lines as needed

Comments

[followyourstar]

I wouldn't call it delusional...

[The phrase "If you do what you love, you'll never have to work a day in your life" had to come from somewhere, didn't it?

Not that they ever really understood that phrase. They don't mind their job that much, but boy do they have to work for it.]

I'll just... keep looking out for something.

[immortalpoet]

Let me know what you find.

[...]

[Distractions. He needs distractions. Vergilius stares off - now he's remembering again. The lost, the ones they can't find.]

I would join you.

[followyourstar]

[Dante doesn't respond immediately. The more they stare at him, the deeper the frown that etches itself on their face.

There's no getting around this is there?]

Something's really getting to you today, huh?

[immortalpoet]

...Hm?

[A look back at them, before heaving a sigh.]

It's nothing. These days are dragging on, is all.

[followyourstar]

[It really was too much to hope they could run away from what was going on back at base, wasn't it?

They can't help but think back to the warmth in his expression under that tent the day Don Quixote challenged that Fixer.]

...We're gonna find them, you know.

[immortalpoet]

...

[He really can't reveal more than he should. Their relationship is professional. Don't make friends with this okd guide.]

...I guess we'll see.

[The most he can say. Or allow himself to.]

Sooner hopefully. Rather than later.

[followyourstar]

Yeah. Sounds like things might be a little rough once we get there, but not in a way we haven't dealt with before. So I'm not giving up just yet.

["Believe in me."

"Trust me."

It's what they want to say, but even they know the situation is more complicated than what the assurances they've already given.]

[immortalpoet]

[There's a light twitch of his mouth. Even now, Dante is somehow so easy to read.]

...I'll believe in you. Dante.

[followyourstar]

[Surprise is writ plain across their features as they blink back at him.

For some ridiculous reason they'd thought it would be harder for him to tell what's on their mind with their ticking muffled and minute and hour hands disguised. Now they have to wonder: are they even easier to read with the cloak up or has Vergilius been able to read minds this whole time?

It's nice to hear, though.]

R-Right. Thanks. I'll be doing my best.

[immortalpoet]

[The surprise actually gets him to look amused - even as stony as his expression usually is, there's a definite crinkle to his eyes.]

...I did say you were the best person to converse with on that bus. I don't find you hard to understand, even now.

[Heh.]

[followyourstar]

Guess I just assumed you'd still be looking for other tells than my usual ones.

[Tells that they still have yet to identify. Maybe they carry over when they look like this? Everything from the neck down is still the same.]

...I'm thinking too hard about this.