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Barnaby Brooks, Jr. ([personal profile] ex_bandai157) wrote in [community profile] exsilium2013-03-21 03:08 pm

video;

I've noticed the trend towards asking our fellow transports philosophical questions on this network. While I can't say I particularly see the appeal, there is something about which I am curious of others' opinions.

Namely - how would you define a home?

If it's not something you'd wish to talk about, there's no point in answering; similarly, I don't mind answering, myself, for the curious - it's only polite when asking, after all.

( before anyone bothers with either of those points. homes aren't something he's thought about in years, really, fairly certain of the fact that he doesn't have one anymore; but after eight months or more in exsilium...he's starting to, a little bit. )
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[personal profile] whatsupcroc 2013-03-24 02:41 am (UTC)(link)
I think it's always been there, right between "smart" and "sweet." Or was that "willful?"
whatsupcroc: (☇ laugh: ha! you could say that)

[personal profile] whatsupcroc 2013-03-24 02:45 am (UTC)(link)
Says the hero! So modest, not accepting strong-willed or sweet or probably also handsome.

( She shakes her head, whistling. )

Be he ever so humble, our Barnaby Brooks!
whatsupcroc: (☇ smile: they're hopeless)

[personal profile] whatsupcroc 2013-03-24 02:49 am (UTC)(link)
I can only aspire to handle everything with a fraction of your grace.

( She winks. )

And while I might not totally mean that, I do mean the rest of what I was saying. You're part of my home here, even if you go.

( Which is a whole lot harder to say than she thought it'd be, for all it ends up blurted out in the end. She smiles, glances away, and shrugs. )
whatsupcroc: (☇ smile: a little embarrassed)

[personal profile] whatsupcroc 2013-03-24 03:19 am (UTC)(link)
( She pauses in turn. She'd more expected he might do otherwise, but having him say that, act and sound like it's okay... Collette smiles, a different kind of spontaneous affection that leaves her feeling warm. Glancing at the camera, she glances back down at her hands before she looks up once more. )

I'm glad.

( And that's all she feels like she has to say, hearing that he doesn't find it rude or intrusive or unwanted that he matters like that to her. )