w1 curfew: fóód court

[naeddre]

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[inquired]

[ happy food court

we're here!! temenos is hunkered down somewhere among a few pillows and blankets, all bundled up. he is...shockingly, not in his vestments, but wearing a comfy sweater and... sweatpants. who is this man.

he's also reading a book like nothing weird happened today. ]

[barriermaddened]

...you don't look like yourself, Mr. Mistral. How unusual.

[She came here to give him a look over to make sure he hasn't, like, gotten worse since his arrival, not really to stare at his very casual outfit]

[inquired]

It is a bit odd to not be sleeping in my vestments.


[ is




is this a joke?


anyway he looks okay!!! she can see he's got some bandages from under his collar, and his leg is propped up on another pillow, but he is no longer freely bleeding, nor is he gored by vines. yay ]

[barriermaddened]

[Well Temenos hasn't gotten worse, so Sora relaxes. Nice, things are more or less fine over here, and Throné is there forcing Temenos to eat, so all is in order]

You and the rest's arrival made quite the impression today. Do you feel alright, Mr. Mistral?

[Nobody lost limbs, so overall they fared better than the first group, really]

[inquired]

I'm quite fine. Combat is not out of my typical purview.

[ so there's that! he does look down at his hand, briefly, flexing his fingers, but that's it. ]

I'll have to spend a bit more time in that...machine, I suppose, but it will have to wait.

[barriermaddened]

It's not?

[It's hard to imagine Temenos fighting, she thinks to herself]

How does it feel to be inside that machine? Is it truly as effective as one would expect?

[No trust towards this newfangled technology, so she tries to find out the details now before she inevitably has to go into one of those for one reason or another later in the game.

if she lives beyond tonight obviously]

[expiries]

[gravitates near him while pretending he isn't worried]

...What are you reading?

[inquired]

[ you're doing amazing, sweetie. he turns the book up so arthur can see the cover! it's a collection of sh*rlock h*lmes mysteries. ]

Something I found in that bookshop we were perusing. One must get their mind off of the horrors somehow. [ joke. maybe ]

[expiries]

I... suppose.

[MAYBE.....]

How did the healing pod work?

[inquired]

Not as well as I would have liked.

[ nyeh. he glances down at his general state of person. at least he's no longer bleeding visibly? he is still Not Doing Great and looks like he needs a nap and like, a blood transfusion. or at least maybe some pain meds. but he's not dying!

(mods voice) 5hp ]

But, what with all the missing limbs, I felt it might be best to allow the others their share, first. I'll attend to it again in the morning, should things not go belly up.

[expiries]

I suppose that's a fair priority.

[continues to fuss anyways]

...Do you think that's likely?

[teenrebellion]

[ settles nearby to be nosy. what book. ]

[inquired]

[ he shows him!! it's sh*rlock h*lmes. the same one he was reading earlier in the week, though it seems he's much closer to being finished with it, now. ]

Would you like to borrow it when I'm finished? [ teasing, a little. ] Hello.

[teenrebellion]

Hi.

[ still raspy. we'll fix that another day. ]

If you don't mind. I like reading mysteries, sometimes.

[inquired]

[ :( "you were there" :(!!!!! ]

Not at all - you'll have to tell me what you thought, when you finish.

[ mystery bookclub!! temenos tilts his head back to look at him where he's sitting, calm and placid smile in place as always, though there's just a touch of worry in his eyes. ] We've an advantage in being trapped here, I suppose. Perhaps a cup of tea while we're waiting about may do well for your throat...?

[teenrebellion]

I don't read as fast as you, though.

...Tea doesn't sound bad. Do you want some, too?

[uncoincidental]

[looking over at him with concern...

haze, meanwhile, just hops off of her shoulder and floats over to peer at what he's reading]

[inquired]

[ sheba gets a gentle, calm smile as ever? he dips his head in acknowledgement, and when her little friend comes over, he tilts his book towards it. ]

Hello, there.

[uncoincidental]

Hello, Temenos...

[she scoots over so she can keep a closer eye on him. what's he reading? haze looks for a moment like it might settle on his shoulder but, all things considered, decides not to and keeps hovering instead.]

...is that a good book?

[inquired]

[ he holds out his hand for haze? fascinating. ]

It is. It's a series of mysteries. I quite like it - it reads a bit like something one might find at home.

[ he is almost a victorian so this version of ye olde is like, almost his life ]

I believe this is the first time I've met your friend...?

[uncoincidental]

i see... there were a lot of neat books at that store. I'm glad you found something you like.

[perhaps reading it will keep him still so he doesn't go out and push himself when he's injured!!

haze alights on his hand and makes a little trilling noise.]

...oh, yes. This is Haze.

[rosebleed]

[You can't fool her.

Stands over him, casting a prim shadow.]

A-hem.

[inquired]

[


help. ]

…..your highness?

[rosebleed]

Your holiness.

[That may be the incorrect title but that's not the point.]

We have a sort of thing in common now, I see.

[Is it still inside him? Even if not they both KNOW.]

[inquired]

[ oh, and rosamund can't know it, but that title makes him visibly flinch. it's very, very unusual - temenos rarely reacts to anything at all. it's smothered down in a second, and he shakes his head a little as if shaking something free, and then gives her his usual, placid smile.

thankfully the vine is no longer there. ]

...That we did - and I do not envy you for it. [ he reaches down to very lightly put a hand over his stomach where the pierce was. ] Your strength is impressive, your highness.