~~ Noctdeer ~~ "So, Noctis... How will you think on living on? I mean... Away from your brothers and all... I got a bit but never really used to be distant from Biel-Tan.... Or Ulthwe." ~~ Su'iris ~~ The woman had fell asleep sometimes against Teras without noticing it at all. Just to wake up magically in his bed, she rubbed her eyes and sat up. "I get some food." She kissed him on the forehead, rising in her black bodysuit with a simple silver-line among the sides of her body. She saw someone already eating and moved up to the Eldar. "Do you mind if I join you, Jyraielle?" ~~ Zu'ark ~~ He said nothing but kissed her deep and passionate, fueled by his emotions for her. Zu'ark let only slowly go of her with his lips from her and his hand on the back of her head.
I... I dont know. Knowing I can never go back doesn't help. And, I have no reason to believe I can ever go anywhere else besides the Khalir Anaris. I just don't think I truly belong anywhere anymore. But at least you are a constant in all of this.
Teras had woken up at some point in the 'night' with one hell of a back ache from sleeping bent up in the chair, Su'iris weight on him hadn't helped matters but he didn't have the heart to wake her. Instead he painstakingly shifted his grip about to lift her up gently as opposed to his earlier save whilst engaging the Skitarii. Carefully shambling over to the bed through his groggy night vision Teras got them both tucked in comfortably. When Su'iris awoke he only groaned hiding his head under the sheets when she opened the door to leave, a muffled 'Love you' coming from the room as she took off. More sleep was needed before the day could start.
Caerys nodded and began walking to her quarters. "So how are you feeling Airthas? How's your arm?" She asked as they walked.
"Which one? The robot arm or the fleshy one?" He laughed for a moment before continuing. "The bionic arm works fine. I might as well have been born with it. Only downside is I cannot channel the warp though to its fingertips, but that is much better than not having an arm at all. And what of you? How do you fair?"
Jyraielle looked up from her meal to see the figure of the Black Guardian standing beside her. "Of course not, you would be welcome," she smiled, pleased to see a face she at least recognised. "How are you, Su'iris?" She had left her in the care of the Healers and under the watchful eye of her beloved, but still it was good to see her up and about again. She pulled out a chair so that her crewmate could sit down. "I must admit, I did just help myself, I hope that's allowed?" She wasn't sure how such things were organised aboard the Khalir Anaris. [OOC Thank you Aida I'm having fun with the Aspect!]
