a fine-tuned supersonic speed machine

[maskormods]

WHO: YOU.
WHERE: Nonah, NC.
WHEN: Saturday January 10th, from 5PM until 11PM.
WHAT: Registration in motion... among other things.
WARNINGS: None anticipated; please let us know if this should be edited.

★

( Please state your character's official status -- REGISTERED or UNSETTLED -- in the subject header of your thread. Please also read and state your character's official status at THIS post, considering not every character will post a starter thread! )

Comments

B

[kinesia]

[ It's not the man that Grey sees first, but the dog. The dog is a little hard to miss. Grey never actually strays all that far from the apartments, unless there's someone with him. He has as much of a tendency to get lost as Anavha. He does best in the streets that he knows, the ones that are familiar and (where possible) go in straight lines and don't turn around a lot of corners to confuse the matter.

But he sees that dog, and he knows it.

Last time he'd been scared. This time he's not at all. He runs for it, runs for the dog, until he can see who's on the back and prove that he's right.

Grey can't shout. He can't call. But Anavha's name rushes across his cheek and his neck, like running water. The ink under his skin will call for him, even if Grey can't himself. He rushes up to the dog, his hand reaching out to tap at a hand or a leg, anything to get Anavha's attention so that he can see how Grey's skin is calling for him. ]

[omajitsa]

[ There's a sudden touch at his leg that at first Anavha instinctively ignores. This town is so full of people. They constantly touch each other without meaning to. It was something Anavha had learned to accept last time he was here.

But this touch lingers in a way that makes Anavha look.

He knows this face. ]

Grey!

[ Anavha exclaims. He pulls the mount to a stop and scrambles off him. He can see his name flitting over Grey's skin, rushing along as a tattoo that crawls over his body. He remembered him too. Anavha almost breaks out into a smile.

But he clings instead, arms flinging around Grey. ]

You're still here! I thought it might be a longshot but... you're here. You've found me. [ Grey... ]

[kinesia]

[ Suddenly Anavha is off the dog, and in Grey's arms. Grey doesn't even hesitate. He wraps both arms tightly around his friend and clings back just as tightly.

He'd thought Anavha was gone. One day Grey had gone to his apartment and he hadn't been there, and there had been no sign of him coming back. Grey had watched. He'd made an egg for him on New Year, but still there was no sign.

And now he's here. Here at last.

Grey pulls suddenly back, bringing his hand to Anavha's shoulder. Yes, he's found you. But are you okay?

Grey quickly finds the tattoo for 'how', and then pats Anavha's chest, while his eyes ask the question for him. How are you? Are you safe, wounded, scared? ]

[omajitsa]

[ Anavha holds Grey tightly, clinging to the only familiarity he's had in months.

'How.' The question written in ink of Grey's arms and spoken with his eyes. Anavha had gotten so used to reading Grey, it's not too hard to remember it again. He almost smiles, thankful for that kind of consistency. ]

I'm well. I'm not harmed...

I'm not even certain what happened. I was gone and now I am here. I don't remember anything in between.

[kinesia]

[ He's safe. Not hurt.

But where did he go? Grey frowns, disliking that explanation. It's just like what happened to Teresa. Why is the porter doing this? Maybe Thomas is right to investigate it.

Grey pushes that thought away, though. He's just glad to see Anavha safe, so he quickly pulls him into another hug. Then, grabbing his hand, Grey pulls him over to a newspaper stand, and points down at the date.

It's been weeks, Anavha. You've been gone for almost two months. You really don't remember why? ]