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| CypherX:
Gus is quiet again. He watches his breath condense in the frigid air again before replying stiffly. "I appreciate you telling me now. I wouldn't have wanted to learn later." He stops walking and rubs his gloved hands together again, leave on his mind. Easier to stay silent. Walking for a little while longer will be nice. "I'm not going to get between you and whoever else. It's not healthy and won't lead to anything good." What he said and what he thinks differ despite a tone of finality. |
| carolcat:
Cualli stops with Gus, turning to face him. "You aren't getting between anything," she assures him. "Trust me. And I don't want this to come between your and my friendship." Her eyes are intent on something about him, but she keeps quiet as to what. They're standing close, Cualli notes somewhere in the back of her mind. At the front of her mind, she mentally kicks herself again for ending up in this situation. She'd love to just reach out grab him and lean forward a bit and-- Her cheeks flush slightly despite the cold, and Cualli tries to tear herself away from those thoughts. Gods, she was a mess. "What are your plans for leave?" she asks, still gazing at him. |
| CypherX:
Gus nearly laughs, remembering having heard - and said - the same statement near verbatim. Memories of his life before the war, distant now, come flooding back. He simply shakes his head. "I have Yui and Caesar's funerals to attend," he says after a moment. "Then back home, maybe, to Havnenfjord." |
| carolcat:
Cualli thinks back to the planes not coming back into the hangar. "Oh," she says quietly. She didn't know the pilots, of course, but she kept track of what came back and what didn't. She gives a shiver. "Arkhip asked me to go out to Moratov with him. But if it's colder than this up there, I think I might end up freezing to death," she grins, pulling the bottom part of her face out of the collar of her jacket. "I don't know when we're leaving. I haven't talked to Arkhip since we landed. But I'll tell you when I find out." The sky was growing darker. "We should head back," Cualli says. "We're a ways out and it'll be fully night by the time we get back, probably." She starts to turn to head back to the base and stops. Again she looks at Gus' face. "Oh. In case I don't get to see you before I leave for some reason..." She hesitates. Was she going to regret this? Was this going to put her in an even worse situation than she was now? Gods, she hoped she wasn't going to get written up. She was taking too many risks lately. She shuts up her internal monologue and puts a hand on Gus' shoulder, leaning in quickly. It looks at first as if she were going for the mouth, but instead Cualli plants a peck on his cheek. "Just in case," she says softly, her hand lingering on his shoulder. I'll find out soon how much my impulsiveness is going to come back to bite me in the ass, I guess. |
| CypherX:
The "whoever" evaporates at the sound of the masked Djuriskas pilot's name. Gus looks around the near featureless tundra blankly. He turns to head back to the barracks with Cualli, but stops abruptly when her hand touches his shoulder and she leans in to kiss him. The two stand quietly for a moment before he collects his thoughts and gives a small sigh. "In case I don't see you." A dagger for the road, more like. He nods towards the lights of the barracks, weariness from earlier in the day coming back all at once. "We need to get back before they lock us out." |
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