voice.

[theguideless]

[feed starts at the tail end of a harsh exhale.

a beat.]

Where're...Chloe and...Er-eri...[huff. another pause. his voice gets grumblier, agitated:] My friends. Here. Why am I even back.

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IT IS NOW TIME FOR THE ACTIONING

[theguideless]

[the wait is...quite a bit, alas. Martin's really dragging heel on this whole meeting-people-here-and-there business.

also, he's fairly certain Anora will develop some means of making him explode by glaring at him if he gets too close to the apartments...

but still, he is soon approaching, arms hugged to himself and head ducked, slouching along, staring at the pavement. he thinks, maybe, the wait was long enough, and she's gone, and he won't have to worry about it.]

[fintastic]

[ Luckily (or unluckily) for him, Feferi is still there waiting, rocking back and forth from her heels to the balls of her feet, focused an iPad-shaped device she has resting on her palm.

She looks up when she hears someone approaching, Captchaloguing the tablet and waving. ]

You came! I was wondering if you just up and abandoned me!

[theguideless]

[he hesitates, doing a double-take. man, trolls. he forgot she was one of those.

at least she doesn't carry around a chainsaw.]

N...No. Sorry.

[fintastic]

[ No, just a double ended trident, which she currently has captchalogued. ]

Why are you sorry about not ditching me? Whatever, come on!

[ She moves in, trying to maneuver her arm around his to link them together, so she can lead him off. ]

[theguideless]

[he recoils, flinching and shrinking away with a little start. he bites down a breath and a sound, face heating up, eyes big and frightened.

a beat.]

S...Sorry...

[fintastic]

Shoosh. Am I really that scary? No, I'm not! I'm not going to hurt you, okay? Let's go get those snacks.

[ She gives an emphatic little tug off in one direction, as though she knows where she's going. ]

[theguideless]

[a wincing frown, mortified.] O–uh, right... [Feferi he is the worst arm accessory, all fidgety and slouchy and heel-draggy...he just doesn't know what to do about this whole have-to-walk-side-by-side thing; that just means having to actually see the inevitable disgust on the other's face!

oh well too bad Marty suck it up buttercup.]

[fintastic]

[ Yeah all that... disgust, in that bright smiley face. Uhuh. ]

Do you like ice cream?