-She puts a finger to his lips, maintaining her confident smile-
Shhh.
You're coming Home.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?They can come live here too. They will like it.
I'm sorry I hurt you, but this is important. You need to listen to it, Cloud. And you can't listen if you keep talking.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-It speaks-
-Not in words, but definitely a voice-
-Evoking thoughts and feelings-
-Watching the rain fall on the windows from where it's dry and warm-
-The quiet that only comes at the end of a long day of noise and stresses-
-Hanging up a coat and knowing it belongs there-
-Safety, security, familiarity-
-This is what Home feels like-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?That's Home. I don't know where it came from, but it loves me and wants me safe. And it wants us all to stay. It keeps the bad things away. It keeps the daemons from hurting me.
It's the reason I'm happy. And all the friends I've made — they can join us too. They'll be happy, living in Home. And Home will be happy living in them.
edited 6th Mar '16 3:35:01 AM by SR3NORMANDY
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-the Inquisitor fellow is still around from yesterday-
-though he seems to be staring at a pot of coffee- This has to be recaf...
-Tallis, look there-
-it is the Letholdhus kneeling in front of his sword that he has decided to stick into the ground-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post...
-sighs- I don't know how its' made, I'm not one who comes up with food.
That's not my job.
But recaf varies from planet to planet- some use one type of leaf, others use another.
Either way, its' a hot beverage made using crushed and brewed leaves.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post-opens his mouth as if to complain, when he sees Mindy-
Ayyee......
-just stares in disbelief for a second- You're a tall one...
-extremely fancy hat on this individual with two holstered pistols beneath his equally fancy jacket-
-see avvie-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post-deepest of sighs-
Very typical.
I might have the two of you, and the others here- though my acolytes- my ship- my crew- still nowhere to be seen.
I can't even begin to imagine what has happened because of us being scattered.
The best case scenario is at least one of them is still unconscious.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post

Gracia, what did —
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-Takes deepp breaths to calm himself- I don't — I don't understand what you're talking about. Just...