[that's good enough for Robin. with one final squeeze, he finally lifts his head so that he can bring their foreheads together.
he's sorry to be so rushed with this--and Tek can feel that, now, with the mental connection that Robin has created between them. the demigod keeps himself very open, so that Tek can see it is truly him, the way he remembers.
Robin tells him that they can talk about everything soon. he imagines a small room in large, glittering mountain suspended from the ceiling. he warns Tek that there are spies all around, most of which will be looking for magical creatures like them.]
--Guys, are you--hugging? What the fuck is going on over there...?
[--and that's Vincent, someone Robin considers a friend. he breaks the connection and steps away from Tek, turning to yell back down the street.]
What, like you needed my help. They're puppies.
[Vincent, as he is apparently named, yanks his sword out of one's skull with a wet squelch. the monster-dogs, for as ferocious as they'd been, have now either retreated or died at the hands of these two hunters. Vincent seems to look down at the ground.]
Yeah, but--did you know they were gonna spring up under us like that?
[Robin smiles wide--getting back into his role. Vincent wanders over, keeping his eyes on the ground.]
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he's sorry to be so rushed with this--and Tek can feel that, now, with the mental connection that Robin has created between them. the demigod keeps himself very open, so that Tek can see it is truly him, the way he remembers.
Robin tells him that they can talk about everything soon. he imagines a small room in large, glittering mountain suspended from the ceiling. he warns Tek that there are spies all around, most of which will be looking for magical creatures like them.]
--Guys, are you--hugging? What the fuck is going on over there...?
[--and that's Vincent, someone Robin considers a friend. he breaks the connection and steps away from Tek, turning to yell back down the street.]
What, like you needed my help. They're puppies.
[Vincent, as he is apparently named, yanks his sword out of one's skull with a wet squelch. the monster-dogs, for as ferocious as they'd been, have now either retreated or died at the hands of these two hunters. Vincent seems to look down at the ground.]
Yeah, but--did you know they were gonna spring up under us like that?
[Robin smiles wide--getting back into his role. Vincent wanders over, keeping his eyes on the ground.]