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@kimaquare     [she gives him a subtle,  appreciative nod once the rather opulent lighter of his is tossed in her direction,  which she catches.  leaning her head down with a cigarette propped between her teeth,  she cups her hand around the flame of the lighter and the cigarette end before inhaling deeply]   i’ve been one for years..   just happen to do it in my solitude.

@stagqrc        [he digs into his pocket before pulling out an extravagant looking lighter and tossing it to her]    didn’t take you for a smoker

@kimaquare you’re right i /am/ me. and everyone’s just having a bit of a rough life, hm?  just wakin’ up irritable and sad because they aren’t vincero aestreller.  sick,  isn’t it?…what?

@aestreller       [that pulls achilde’s attention away from his book entirely,   eyebrows furrowing]    he said that?     [..]      you seem bothered,   that’s why i misinterpreted it.   either way—i doubt he’s going to say anything.   you’re you and ..   he’s him.  unfortunate as that may be.    

@kimaquare nate was right, the smoke is getting to your head.  i won, achi. was it a team effort? debatable—but it was draeth who ate dirt and lived not me! why else would he be angry and not me?

who do i dream of if not you?           (or—       him.)

i am all out of sorts tonight,      aren’t i?

we're the same,    we're one.      there's no which.        come back,  achilde..

i won’t let you freeze.  that, i can give a guarantee for.  there are plenty of ways to keep warm.     [a freudian slip—up. she’d excuse the pink in her cheeks to the northern frostbite, sitting down to gaze upon extending gardens covered in white.]     do you like the north so far?  my mother’s told me about how your family had conducted a visit with your sisters many winters ago.  when we were both babes.  the summer child caught a cold and had to be ushered back south.  shame you never grew to like it. 

@eurysphea       winter has never been my favorite,    a summer child through and through.     [when the coat is placed around his shoulders,   he lets out a soft grunt.    it’s heavy and a bit itchy,    but does it job of keeping him warm.]     thank you.   

—       here. 

ha ha.   hah.   what is it,  you will finish dragoneirdom and proceed to a career in comedy?  appearing in a dream does   /not/   mean y—     (!)   it does not constitute what you are painfully misdiagnosing it with, achilde membresia. 

@eurysphea          dreaming about me?    ha..    are you falling in love with me,  theah dallen?        

i had a dream about you. 

i didn’t have the heart to wake you.