FANPORT OVERFLOW LOG

[maskormods]

WHO: ImPorts!
WHERE: Heropa's Convention Centre.
WHEN: April 14-16, from 9 AM - 12 AM every day.
WHAT: Registration is in motion alongside FanPort, the most popular imPort convention around! Come on in and see imPort-led panels, the artist's alley, cosplayers, and more! If you have any questions, or wish to amend the way we have written up your characters' panels, let us know here! The original log can be found HERE.
WARNINGS: None anticipated; please let us know if this should be changed.

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[dendarii]

[ Miles can feel that possessiveness boiling up. It's ... Comforting, really, if also guilt-inducing on this topic in particular. Miles' issues run deep, even with Gregor there to help him through. ]

It's not pushing, Gregor. More like I hate to drag you down with me.

[vorbarra]

[ With a touch of iron to it, if just a touch, ] Give me some credit. I'm not about to sink under your weight. Compared to what I'm used to, you don't intimidate me at all.

[ Even Miles's considerable issues don't seem insurmountable in comparison to what Gregor's used to facing day in, day out. ]

[dendarii]

[ Miles squirms a bit, both mentally and physically. Trying to find other excuses. ]

It's not that either. I don't doubt you in the slightest - you just shouldn't have to. I can take care of such things myself.

[vorbarra]

[ It feels like a fish on a hook trying to get away. ]

Ah. I suppose I'll just stop telling you anything then, either. Since I've managed to cope with my own problems so long on my own, I must of course continue in that vein indefinitely.

[dendarii]

[ That gets him to wince outright, with a flicker of mental pain to match. ]

That's not what I meant and you know it.

[vorbarra]

[ He softens his tone, but doesn't let up an inch in argument. ]

No, I don't know. It's my fervent wish that things between us be equal, passing in both directions. That's all.

[dendarii]

[ He quiets again, mind whirling. Because Gregor does have a point there - but it's so hard trying to pull this particular and poisonous thought out by the roots. The best he can do is clear the visible weeds on top. ]

... I want that too, Gregor.

[vorbarra]

I'm not saying that it's easy, or that it's easy for me, either. [ Gregor has his own difficulties, not insubstantial, with admitting to his deeply rooted weaknesses. ]

But I'd like to find this together with you.

[dendarii]

[ How can he argue with that? He relents, then, and lets his head lean back against Gregor's chest again. He'd gone all tense when Gregor had brought the subject up in the first place. ]

Promise to do our best, then? And be patient with each other when we fail.

[vorbarra]

[ He cards his fingers through his hair with a low internal rumble of satisfaction at getting to do it without second-guessing himself. ]

Because that's inevitable, yes. [ Wry self-awareness with that. ] I thought the hard part was getting together, [ he murmurs. ] Isn't this supposed to be happily ever after now?

[dendarii]

[ Miles snorts a bit at that, continuing to relax under Gregor's gentle touch. A subconscious, pleased sort of hum comes over their link. ]

If you believe the holovids. But then again most holovids would have me playing the villain or the victim. I rather like this better.

[vorbarra]

[ In a mutter, ] You make a terrible victim. Or villain. Either or.

You'd just keep trying to save everyone. [ Which Gregor clearly isn't leveling as a criticism, from the amount of fondness that pervades the sentiment. ]

[dendarii]

[ Well, good. Warm fondness in return then - he's sure glad Gregor sees it too. ]

Does that make me the dashing hero then?

[vorbarra]

I've no argument with that.

[dendarii]

Ha ... Not an image I often see.

[ He's pleased though, and his earlier tension passes out of him in waves. ]