[ A pantomime of an actual affair to the vague, vague shape of one. Or perhaps, that's what it's always been with several more vagues tacked on to the end of it. Idly, a finger on the skin of Sampo's back traces light shapes into it—an E, an S, a circle and a square, he's not really thinking much of it. It might tickle, it might feel nice, these delicate, insignificant imprints that he'd always been mindful against leaving.
Not forgetting to mention the glowing indicator of the one on his neck, Elysium squeezes, laughing dryly. ]
But go away somewhere, huh. [ There's something wistful in that tone, like he's thinking of something removed from a bit. Two backpacks, no destination, an entire world before them unexplored. Perhaps a riff on what that dream could've been. ] … I have a little experience with that. It involved a one-way trip by foot followed by an earful of a helicopter ride all the way back.
[ … Admittedly, he's distracted, simply thinking about and basking in the feeling of skin on skin. ]
As long as we don't stray too far, it shouldn't be as much trouble. [ Distantly. ] There are places I go to stargaze, places I go when I want quiet from the city. They aren't half bad. [ … ] What were you thinking?
[ … And if… those shapes that Elysium's tracing gradually stray lower and lower, it's all Sampo's imagination… ]
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[ A pantomime of an actual affair to the vague, vague shape of one. Or perhaps, that's what it's always been with several more vagues tacked on to the end of it. Idly, a finger on the skin of Sampo's back traces light shapes into it—an E, an S, a circle and a square, he's not really thinking much of it. It might tickle, it might feel nice, these delicate, insignificant imprints that he'd always been mindful against leaving.
Not forgetting to mention the glowing indicator of the one on his neck, Elysium squeezes, laughing dryly. ]
But go away somewhere, huh. [ There's something wistful in that tone, like he's thinking of something removed from a bit. Two backpacks, no destination, an entire world before them unexplored. Perhaps a riff on what that dream could've been. ] … I have a little experience with that. It involved a one-way trip by foot followed by an earful of a helicopter ride all the way back.
[ … Admittedly, he's distracted, simply thinking about and basking in the feeling of skin on skin. ]
As long as we don't stray too far, it shouldn't be as much trouble. [ Distantly. ] There are places I go to stargaze, places I go when I want quiet from the city. They aren't half bad. [ … ] What were you thinking?
[ … And if… those shapes that Elysium's tracing gradually stray lower and lower, it's all Sampo's imagination… ]