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Hmmmm, Two Locus-es... There are so many possibilities....
A kiss to show reassurance
Tucker’s not sure when his hands started shaking. Probably sometime after he had gotten Locus’s shirt pushed up enough to see the bruising around his ribs, but before he had managed to get the last of the bandages in place over the cuts below them. But he’d only noticed when Locus had covered his hands with his own and leaned down to cover his mouth with a soft kiss.Â
It does the job, forcing Tucker to take a slow breath through his nose as he returns it. Locus is still here. He’ll be alright. Hell, he’s probably had much, much worse than this. It’s going to be okay.
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“I have something else you could lick.” Locus no.
Tucker snorts, batting his hand away. “Yeah? That’d probably be a lot more fun.”
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[msg; Lav]; Then stay where you are. I’ll go to you.
[text]: awesomeÂ
[text]: uh hang on just one sec
It’s actually a few minutes as he casually borrows a motorcycle and gets a few miles out from the base before sending his coordinates.Â
[text]: alright this is where i am

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Lavernius, You should listen to this song.
      – Raziel
Tucker blinks at the ping from his datapad and grins when he sees the name on the attached message. Eyes flicking over it, his brow furrows as he grabs for his headphones and taps at the link to the song.
He bops along to the song and then sends a message back.
Raz, Nice. I like it. You should check out this one. - Tucker
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Tucker had a number of comments in mind about a lot of things Raz was the perfect height for right now, but all of those instantly go out of his head when large hands land on his hips and lips trail along bare skin. The yelp that comes out of him is high pitch and a little embarrassing, his cheeks going dark as he squirms a little, but doesn’t really try to move out of Raziel’s reach.
His hands awkwardly hover before landing on Raziel’s wrists, though he makes no move to pull his hands away. “Dude, what the fuck? That tickles.”
It’s not the only reason for his reaction, but it’s not a lie either. Although... that probably wasn’t the best thing to say to get him to stop. Face still burning, he looks down at Raz, eyebrows rising. “What’re you trying to do?”
Because honestly... he’s a little lost.
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Tucker doesn’t mean to get separated from the rest of his party, he really doesn’t, but it just sort of happens. The others don’t usually stray to far apart, and with the way they stop every five minutes, he’ll probably catch up to them pretty quickly... once he actually starts trying to. Because at the moment, he’s a little distracted. Having paused at a little stream for a drink of water, he hadn’t meant to stay there long... and then he saw the blood.
It looks a little... off though. But if there’s someone upstream bleeding, he’s got to check on it.Â
He makes his way along the stream, that slowly winds out of the forest and into the mouth of a large cave. It’s dark as fuck in there, but... if there’s something in there that needs his help, he’s just got to suck it up and go in. Shifting the pack over his shoulder a little, Tucker heads in, blinking in the darkness. It doesn’t take long for his eyes to adjust, and he comes to a very abrupt stop as he rounds a corner and finds the source the blood.
The dragon is massive, a large gash running along its side, drip drip dripping into the start of the stream where it must have collapsed. Steps careful and quiet, he makes his way over. Because, well... it’s not like he can just leave it. But the damp floor doesn’t want to cooperate, and his foot hits a puddle, the sound echoing around the cave.
“Well fuck...”