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The Lover. ([personal profile] youfoundher) wrote in [community profile] lifeaftr2018-06-09 12:31 pm

[closed] And Rehearse The Way You Heal

Who: Barry, Kravitz, Lup, Magnus, Ren, Seto, and Taako
What: Some backdated but important reunions, daddy-daughter day, and Seto learns to fish.
When: Backdated to early May!
Where: Enso, the elf camp and surrounds.
Warnings: Tag as we go I guess.



i. May 4th || I'll Run Away With Your Footsteps - Taako, Magnus, Kravitz, and the kids!
Once Taako frees him from the tree- once he tells him who-- who else is here, Barold is, perhaps, a man possessed. A decade would do that to you- thirteen long, lonely years of hiding, of watching, of triangulating potential sightings over and over and Over again, never really knowing if there was anyone left to find.

When he'd seen her umbrella in Taako's hand he'd-- he almost lost it, then and there. Had spent months attempting to come to terms with the fact that she- that Lup was probably gone, before doing what he knew she would've wanted him to do. He diverted all his attention to taking care of their family; everything else could wait.

A decade and the pessimistic expectation that he'd already lost her- yeah. Barry supposes he's a little like a man possessed, striding into the middle of the lovingly crafted camp with his head on a swivel. Don't mind him, guys- he's happy to see you. Meet you.

He's just- a tad distracted, at the same time. Yeah.



ii. May 4th || I'll Build A City That Dreams For Two - Lup.
He'd only just missed her. An hour sooner, and whoever had called her away to help might've had to wait, for a while.

It's- it's fine, though. She's off doing what she does best- helping people. Taking that... that undying compassion and sharing it with the world. He can hardly begrudge anyone that; wouldn't dream of interrupting something that important.

But he can go for a walk, too restless to simply sit down and wait for her return. It's a chance to gain his bearings; wandering up to the Storyteller's temple, navigating his way back to camp with almost perfect success, then do it all over again. By this points he's- not exactly at his best. Coated in dirt and tree sap, he's also soaked with sweat and- and honestly, he heads back to into camp with every intention of asking Taako to direct him to the nearest beach.

And that's

That's precisely when he sees her.



iii. May 7th || And If You Lose Yourself - Ren.
[More disconcerting than a whole new world, by far, is coming to a new world with people from a variety of dimensions. Not just people with experience in such things, either; soldiers, civilians- children. That last one in particular... gets him, a little. Not just teenagers, not like Lance, but actual, literal kids; even if their ages were up for debate, Ren and Seto absolutely classify as such.

The end result of which is now he's an uncle- or-- dad, or...something? He's not really sure and at this point, he's too afraid to ask. What he does know, without a single doubt, is Lup and Taako love them, which means it's time to put his best foot forward.

So when the hour is early enough for little trash goblins to be huddled round the campfire, enjoying their breakfast egg and fish spice, Barry makes his approach. Crouching down beside Ren with a bowl of fruit and a smile. What's up, little trash goblin.]


So, uh. Lup says I just missed your birthday.



iv. May 8th || I Will Find You - Seto.
Okay, so kids may not be his strong suit, but know what he's- better at? Fishing. And sure, he doesn't need to fish; Lup and Taako's monopoly on the trading economy means he doesn't have to do much of anything, really- but he wants to. It's a relaxing sort of passtime, peaceful.

The perfect type of activity to get to know the second trash goblin two of his favorite people have adopted, starting with threading some rope into sturdy nets.

"Alright, I think we've got everything we need. Ever made a net, before?"
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[personal profile] ohshitsweetflips 2018-06-27 08:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Look, as much as Taako would love to go about this introduction with all the circumspection it deserves, it's not really an option. Island life is tough and he can hardly have Kravitz acclimate the long way, whatever that is. Eating dinner on the other side of a door from a lich for six months, or dousing everyone in vanilla so no one smells like a threat to the order of life and death. He really only has the one strategy at hand and Kravitz will just have to do his best being thrown into the deep end. That includes conversationally, as well.

"Yeah, alright, guess if Lup is busy ruining my life." Seriously. The one time. The ONE time! And she's just fucked off to the wild blue yonder. But he handles his disappointment and moves on, gesturing to Barry like he's maybe for sale on a late night QVC stint.

"This is Barry, another one of the, uh, the good ol gang, the crew." Yep, that's it. "I found him in a tree, can you believe that?"
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[personal profile] deathfindsaway 2018-08-10 02:45 am (UTC)(link)
Doesn't like is such a difficult term here. Barry is probably a perfectly good person. He bets that the other man has plenty of redeeming qualities that Taako would tout. The problem here is Kravitz knows that energy, that behind the awkward smile and worn jeans he is most definitely a lich. It's 90% of his mental processing power just to handle that part, let alone the rest of a social situation he's naturally bad at.

Just for the record, Taako, this is less throwing him to the deep end as it is willfully ignoring a drowning man. Just. So he knows.

He swallows as he searches for words, taking Barry's hand in his. "Yes, I-- don't think we've met before. I'm Kravitz." Fuck, wait, does he say it? He does have a stake in this, a reason and connection to be here, but Barry's obviously been in his life longer from the way Taako's described the other man previously. Is this going to read wrong? Maybe he'll let Taako say it.

He's absolutely just been staring at Barry and holding his hand too long. Gods above, if he can be alive, let him be dead right now.