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Sυρєявσу | Ƈσηηєя Ƙєηт | Ƙση-ƐƖ ([personal profile] heliakon) wrote in [community profile] promuseboxing2016-02-14 11:56 pm

CALL ME OUT










-Call out post! Not just limited to characters listed above, if you know I play someone they're fair game!
-give a prompt - text, pictures, etc. or write your own!
-AUs, canons or in game-verse is totally fine!
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[personal profile] temeraire_no 2016-06-06 11:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Hammond had done his job well enough, laying out the situation and tempting him with the promise of a restored rank and a chance to regain the honor he'd lost in exile. But the ache in his chest, the empty hollow feeling that's something like hunger but also rather more like longing has him conflicted. Those few stolen moments with Granby before his soulmate was sent once more unto the breach were life-changing. Desperate kisses amidst the scent of leather and harness oil that lingered long after the man was gone. He still dreams of him at times, though the taste has faded as all things held in memory are wont to do.

The gold captain's bars sit in his hut still while Laurence himself goes off into the scrub to make sure the bunyips aren't encroaching on their territory in retaliation for Temeraire's previous scolding. Even before he spots the familiar serpentine shape of Iskierka flying overhead he feels the glow in his chest flare. ]


...John.

[ There is no thought in his mind as he tears through the brush back toward camp. It is irrational, the desperation pounding in his chest as he makes his way. It spurs him to provide a final burst of speed as he hears John calling his name. The ache in his chest became more like hunger than longing as he bursts out into the open, chest heaving from the effort expended. In this moment he can't find the words he needs. All he can do is stare and struggle to find his voice. ]

John... [ In the end words are thrown aside in favor of bridging that distance between them to draw Granby into a tight embrace as the light in his chest pulses with the rightness of being so close. ]