( Behind the hut, at the very edge of the gardens, there's Hwylryn sat in his matching Central attire, legs crossed (so one leggie is just all out) on the grass.
There's a variety of knives, big and small, delicate and fierce, sitting in disarray atop a cloth that he had tied into a cloth bag, as he usually does. (Handy that his bag-making habit found some use!)
Ish has just caught him in the preliminary effort of this endeavor, as he'd just unbuttoned a few buttons of his outer jacket - it's not even off yet.
And when Ish manifests, hand extended - it's a strange sight. Hwylryn has been in tears all day, and the tears have been genuine, as had the misery - the guilt and the grief and the loss overwhelming - but, unlike how he'd been grieving Wednesday, he lights up almost a little too fast, eyes sparkling like a fuse, when he sees Ish. A strange contrast to his wet face and the red rims of his eyes. )
Ish!
( He takes Ish's hand and hops up to his feet, intertwining their fingers, as he drops his weight against Ish, arm wrapped around his shoulder, for a kiss - and a kiss that is suddenly quite passionate, and overlong. )
Ish, Ish, Ish. I missed you soooo much. Are you free? Can we play?
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There's a variety of knives, big and small, delicate and fierce, sitting in disarray atop a cloth that he had tied into a cloth bag, as he usually does. (Handy that his bag-making habit found some use!)
Ish has just caught him in the preliminary effort of this endeavor, as he'd just unbuttoned a few buttons of his outer jacket - it's not even off yet.
And when Ish manifests, hand extended - it's a strange sight. Hwylryn has been in tears all day, and the tears have been genuine, as had the misery - the guilt and the grief and the loss overwhelming - but, unlike how he'd been grieving Wednesday, he lights up almost a little too fast, eyes sparkling like a fuse, when he sees Ish. A strange contrast to his wet face and the red rims of his eyes. )
Ish!
( He takes Ish's hand and hops up to his feet, intertwining their fingers, as he drops his weight against Ish, arm wrapped around his shoulder, for a kiss - and a kiss that is suddenly quite passionate, and overlong. )
Ish, Ish, Ish. I missed you soooo much. Are you free? Can we play?