[Thing is...Elysium isn't super confident they do. Why would they? This isn't Terra, it's not Rhodes...and he's fortunate that he's working somewhere that has proper treatment for him. Most people don't have that...and now, Elysium may not have it either.
Thorns puts a hand along his hip, and Elysium's feathers rise up reflexively even more. They're practically trembling at attention now as his fingers very lightly press against that toned chest of his as he stares across it at the far wall, thinking to himself what are you doing while at the same time berating himself for not doing what he wishes he could. Thorns could disappear again for another six months, and then where would he be? Lonely...sad, without him.
His expression tenses as he curls up closer, feeling warm and save in the curve of Thorns' side.]
Haha...yeah. I'm not too worried about that right now. I don't think they're here, but...it's not like they could do much anyway.
[Not without their equipment, the proper medication...sighs.
Elysium doesn't want to think about nerve-wracking stuff like Oripathy, though. He is vibrating internally, his eyes slowly shifting up to look at Thorns through his bangs. His fingers slowly trace their way up his chest a little, up towards his collar...he finds that longer section of his hair once he reaches up far enough, playing with it a bit with his fingertips.]
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Thorns puts a hand along his hip, and Elysium's feathers rise up reflexively even more. They're practically trembling at attention now as his fingers very lightly press against that toned chest of his as he stares across it at the far wall, thinking to himself what are you doing while at the same time berating himself for not doing what he wishes he could. Thorns could disappear again for another six months, and then where would he be? Lonely...sad, without him.
His expression tenses as he curls up closer, feeling warm and save in the curve of Thorns' side.]
Haha...yeah. I'm not too worried about that right now. I don't think they're here, but...it's not like they could do much anyway.
[Not without their equipment, the proper medication...sighs.
Elysium doesn't want to think about nerve-wracking stuff like Oripathy, though. He is vibrating internally, his eyes slowly shifting up to look at Thorns through his bangs. His fingers slowly trace their way up his chest a little, up towards his collar...he finds that longer section of his hair once he reaches up far enough, playing with it a bit with his fingertips.]
I really missed you.