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yves just yves ([personal profile] noirges) wrote2025-02-08 12:24 pm
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[personal profile] gutterbound 2025-03-18 12:47 am (UTC)(link)
[mood, buddy. Though thankfully emotionshare isn't here to make a wretched feedback loop.]

Hm? Yeah, of course. What is it?
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[personal profile] gutterbound 2025-03-20 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
...

[Can't say he was expecting to hear that. But it makes sense, doesn't it? Yves did kill on these hallowed grounds. He's entitled to an apple, if he likes. Nothing about the damn things implied it had to be on a Thursday night.

Several thoughts race through his mind at once. Some unpleasant. Some consumed with Yves, with Claude. Others without either boy whatsoever. Richie blinks fast, remembers to breathe.]


Yves...I can't fault you for that. Nobody could. You weren't too late, you weren't in the know. [Neither was he. He looks between the boy's eyes with a mouth gone thin, pensive. Fretful, as always.] And besides which...it might come in handy for whatever's coming. It's a once in a lifetime boon, we can't say where it'll be needed most.
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[personal profile] gutterbound 2025-03-20 04:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[Richie is quiet. But he nods. Knows he might have said much the same. Gets the motivation, the hesitation, but moreover the regret. Your one chance gone before you even knew it was on the table.]

Thank you. [He says at last. He grips him by the shoulder, gives him a squeeze. You're all right kid.] It means a lot that you'd tell me. Just...maybe keep that under wraps for now, all right? I don't care to think about what kind of rationale the afflicted might need, but they might hone in on that lickety split. And if we're still unsure how to tell before Saturday swings around, then...no use in painting a bullseye on your head.

You get me?