IC CONTACT; ASGARD [CLOSED]

[bondsofsuffering]

Sorry, sorry, looks like I missed your call! Just leave me a message and I'll get back to you, 'kay?

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[bondsofsuffering]

[Even with his concern, he's not about to kick Ayumu out into the cold again after that ordeal. He'll move just a little, so Ayumu will have an easy time using his shoulder as a pillow if he wants to.]

...And you didn't take him up on that?

[In that innocent tone of his that's mostly joking, even if it doesn't sound like it.]

[melodyoflogic]

What do you think? [There's a hint of sarcasm in his tone, though his tiredness lessens some of it. Really, Thor was a good leader, but he was a bit much for Ayumu's tastes.]

No, I came straight here to check up on you. [The temptation of that offered shoulder is pretty great, considering how tired he is, and after a moment Ayumu lays his head there, sighing.] Considering that, you won't mind me sticking around to catch a nap, right?

[bondsofsuffering]

Now I feel real special.

[He can't even call Ayumu out on it, raging hypocrite that he is.]

As long as you think you can handle it. [There's also curfew, but... well, he's pretty sure the guards would be understanding considering all that happened.]

[melodyoflogic]

Just for a bit..... [He's already falling asleep, from the drowsy sound of his voice. He didn't much care about the ramifications right now, only that this is the most comfortable he's felt in days, and he's not really feeling up to giving up on that just yet. Just a few minutes, he'd be better after he closed his eyes....

There's a muffled mutter about eggs, and while he'd meant to say he'd make breakfast to make up for the inconvenience, it doesn't really come out intelligibly.]

[bondsofsuffering]

[Hizumi doesn't even bother trying to answer, having settled down quite nicely himself. He's nowhere near as drowsy as Ayumu, but he's certainly still exhausted. His own head tilting slightly to lean on Ayumu's, he'll allow himself to relax, quietly enjoying the other's presence. Neither had made it out completely unscathed by any means, and even now there are still raw feelings, but...

For now, they're together again, and that's enough to ease at least a few of his own worries. And that alone is enough to allow him to doze, a fuller one than earlier in the night, anxious as he had been.

Until the Hall wards Ayumu away... they will be alright.]

[melodyoflogic]

[Surprisingly, Ayumu manages about three hours of mostly solid sleep, quietly resting for most of that time, finally warm again after long, freezing hours on the road and curled a little around himself, he's quite comfortable. He's mostly a still sleeper-- well, until the effects of the house start to take their toll on him even in his sleep, his breathes growing short and tense and his shoulders curling inward.

He's back on the battlefield again, searching for Hizumi. He finds him laying there again, no spear pinning him to the ground, but still bleeding, still in pain. He wants to reach out, to try to stem the flow of blood, to help him, to do something....

And then suddenly, his reaching hand is the one holding the spear, stabbing down into the fellow teen's stomach ruthlessly, the sickening sensation of bone and flesh tearing felt even in his dreams. It's that which causes him to wake with a start, though not much of a reaction beyond a gasp and his head jerking upwards, fingers clenching the blanket a little tighter as reality reasserts itself.]

[bondsofsuffering]

[Hizumi spends the majority of the time just barely on the verge of consciousness, occasionally slipping into light slumber only to awaken drowsily once more. As such, when Ayumu's head gives a jerk, he's back to wakefulness.]

--Hm?

[It's a sleepy sound, but a calm one. Why would it be anything else? He's quite comfortable right now, and hasn't been dreaming deeply enough to witness anything particularly terrifying.]

[melodyoflogic]

[Ayumu just sits there, breathing heavily for several moments, before shaking his head and pulling the blanket a little closer around himself to stave off the chill. He wasn't going to admit to what he'd dreamt. He didn't want to talk about that.]

Just the welcome hall getting to me, I think. Might need to leave soon.

[Maybe it was a bit cowardly to give a half truth, even if he was reasonably sure it was time to leave soon. He couldn't tell if it was the dream or the welcome hall that was doing it, though.]

[bondsofsuffering]

[Hizumi regards him blearily for a few seconds, stifling a yawn. He's not completely convinced - he's pretty familiar with the effects of the Halls at this point, and he's fairly certain it shouldn't cause a reaction like that. But Ayumu's been through a lot recently, so he's not about to push it.]

S'probably been a few hours... Want me to walk with you to Sigyn?

[The offer is earnest, even if he doesn't expect Ayumu to take him up on it - a t-shirt and sweats aren't really going to protect him from the cold out there.]