[ it's day 3 of their sudden bup revival, and hope is starting to get a little antsy.
wherever claude is right now, he is going to suddenly feel a light thud on one of his shoulders. whatever it is does not go through him like most other things have in his current state; it rests solidly against him, adding a little pressure to his otherworldly form.
the tickle of white hair should probably make it obvious what, or who, this is. ]
I feel like that might be worse. If no one else could see us, either, I'd start to question my very existence.
[ he grips claude's hand with a little force, squeezing it like it's a lifeline—it may very well be, given the circumstances. ]
To be honest, I'm starting to wonder what good this is supposed to have done for us... don't get me wrong, I appreciate not having to rely on the letters to communicate with everyone, but I... think I underestimated how much we take tactile response for granted.
[ ah—when claude hugs him, hope wraps his arms around the other man's shoulders. he's still for a moment, just holding onto claude before he murmurs, ]
[ hope doesn't say anything, at least not right away. he simply lets claude rests against him, silent, before he starts to stir, a gentle rumbling from his chest coursing through his body. ]
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week 7: wednesday
wherever claude is right now, he is going to suddenly feel a light thud on one of his shoulders. whatever it is does not go through him like most other things have in his current state; it rests solidly against him, adding a little pressure to his otherworldly form.
the tickle of white hair should probably make it obvious what, or who, this is. ]
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he will take one of hope's hands. ]
It'd be great if we could turn invisible, wouldn't it?
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[ he grips claude's hand with a little force, squeezing it like it's a lifeline—it may very well be, given the circumstances. ]
To be honest, I'm starting to wonder what good this is supposed to have done for us... don't get me wrong, I appreciate not having to rely on the letters to communicate with everyone, but I... think I underestimated how much we take tactile response for granted.
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[ he does understand where hope is coming from though. it feels a little surreal to be able to actually touch someone after just one day.
he shifts so that he can draw hope into a hug. ]
At least there's two of us.
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... I'm so thankful to have you by my side.
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he sets his forehead against hope's shoulder, and let's the tension ease out. ]
Me too. I'll admit I likely took your death the hardest here. I'm glad we could return together.
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I didn't know you cared so much about me.
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Do you think I'm callous, or do you just think you're not that easy to care for?
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[ binch, ]
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But glad that at least you aren't questioning the sincerity of my words.
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I would never. At least, not when I know you aren't joking around.
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You're so generous, Hope! What have I done to deserve a friend like you...
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You attended a murder academy, apparently.
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