Oop- Ours... Sorry.
Oop- Ours... Sorry.
* He looks tired and pensive *
* He looks tired and pensive *
*Strider doesn't know where to start.*
How am I doing? I wouldn't say it's going smoothly, but I wouldn't say it's really bad either.
*Strider doesn't know where to start.*
How am I doing? I wouldn't say it's going smoothly, but I wouldn't say it's really bad either.
Nice to meet you? It's a very unusual meeting, I'd say...
*He looked around curiously at his other self, walking around the doppelganger.*
Nice to meet you? It's a very unusual meeting, I'd say...
*He looked around curiously at his other self, walking around the doppelganger.*
I dozed off all day, I was very tired and I didn't notice that I slept through the whole holiday.
I dozed off all day, I was very tired and I didn't notice that I slept through the whole holiday.
Um... It looks like an intima-... I mean, a... Something that happened recently?
*speaks unsure or rather embarrassed, trying hard to give herself a sullen tone*.
Um... It looks like an intima-... I mean, a... Something that happened recently?
*speaks unsure or rather embarrassed, trying hard to give herself a sullen tone*.
*Strider gently took the man under his elbow and pulled him into the nearest empty room, where they would not be disturbed by their fellows.
He closed the old, worn door behind him with a creak.*
I hope it's pretty secluded here, apart from the broken windows.
*Strider gently took the man under his elbow and pulled him into the nearest empty room, where they would not be disturbed by their fellows.
He closed the old, worn door behind him with a creak.*
I hope it's pretty secluded here, apart from the broken windows.
*Strider gazed fondly and sadly into the flickering sightless eyes, and nodded weakly back to Faust.
*Strider gazed fondly and sadly into the flickering sightless eyes, and nodded weakly back to Faust.
You felt it.. when you touched me. My face.
*He took hold hand and pressed his cheek against Faust's warm, broad palm*
You felt it.. when you touched me. My face.
*He took hold hand and pressed his cheek against Faust's warm, broad palm*
*Quietly rustling his palm, he strokes Faust's back between his shoulder blades. *
*Quietly rustling his palm, he strokes Faust's back between his shoulder blades. *
*Strider paused for a moment, looking around to make sure he wasn't being watched, and then pulled Faust back into a tight embrace.*
I'm feeling an unfamiliar range of emotions.
*Strider paused for a moment, looking around to make sure he wasn't being watched, and then pulled Faust back into a tight embrace.*
I'm feeling an unfamiliar range of emotions.
*he smiled weakly. It's a pity that Faust won't see this*
*he smiled weakly. It's a pity that Faust won't see this*
You must have good hearing since you're blind, why can't you navigate by my breathing? Just curious.
You must have good hearing since you're blind, why can't you navigate by my breathing? Just curious.
Keeps silent*
Keeps silent*
*looks at this sad smile in front of him, sighs heavily*
*looks at this sad smile in front of him, sighs heavily*
*lightly patted the preacher on the back with his palm and stepped back*
*lightly patted the preacher on the back with his palm and stepped back*
I'll have to find the books, or ask Lodochka to lend them to me for a while.
And... I could read you something.
I'll have to find the books, or ask Lodochka to lend them to me for a while.
And... I could read you something.
Thank you. I'm not very good at this, but I've seen magazine covers of people sharing their emotions with each other through hugs. So far I don't understand how this.
Thank you. I'm not very good at this, but I've seen magazine covers of people sharing their emotions with each other through hugs. So far I don't understand how this.