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―𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐬.

𝘭𝘪𝘣𝘳𝘢 & 𝘨𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘪

the magic of fuller sentence meme: still accepting

“Well the last paper you signed yesterday was quite sloppy, I imagine your exhaustion sent you into a state of autopilot. Which took you home and to bed without too much strain on your thought processing.” Seshat did not even look up from the book in her lap. She had a pencil in one hand gliding across a notepad’s surface while the other held the book on her lap open. Anyone paying attention would see she was translating the text as she read along. Before she would have done this work in seclusion in the library but this time she was relaxing in a chair in a cafe. A warm cup of her favorite tea in front of her.

“Perhaps you should think of adjusting your work hours Dr. Ryu, seeing as your notes were a bit messy as well.” Said again without looking up from what she was working on.

accepting!!

Hugs weren’t something that was the demi-god’s forte. Libra tended to keep most people at arms length, save for the few that got through here and there. But Morri? She was different. She would always be different. Morri had been there, ever the watchful raven, at every death by Libra’s hand. He’d remembered the look of the raven, beautiful but fierce - always with this sympathetic look in it’s eye as though hurting for him. He never understood it. Never questioned it more than mere coincidence. That was...until he made his appearance to Mount Phoenix.

The last time he’d felt her, heard her, was the night he saved a life. The night his life twisted itself right upon it’s head all those years ago. And now, standing before the intricate looking building with it’s doors wide open - and a form all too familiar but not he found his head whizzing again. She radiated the same energy as her birds. And now with the knowledge of lore in his mind he knew he found exactly who he was looking for.

Libra said nothing, not a single sound, as he crossed the space between them letting his feet carry him up the small steps and into the doorway she stood in. Along the way the water that had been welling in his dual-colored eyes began to trickle down his cheeks, whisping away from his skin with the wind of his movement as Libra fell into Morrigan’s awaiting arms like a child having found home. Trembling arms circled her back to hug her close, his face nestling into the crook of her shoulder.

“I’m sorry...I’m so sorry...”

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Overnight shifts were her best and worst shift in the ER. They were usually quite busy so she had lots of work to do, and they gave her a good excuse for lacking the sleep she should be getting. Krystal was heading into the doctor’s locker room to change out of her scrubs when she almost ran smack into the bareback of Libra. She cleared her throat and took a few steps back as she quickly looked away, relieved that when she looked back he had slid on a sweater. When he turned around and was obviously a bit shocked by her presence she became embarrassed that she hadn’t made it more obvious she was in the room.

Her heart rate picked up a bit as she knew the blush on her cheeks and ears was now easy for him to see. “S-sorry, I thought you heard me come in...” Krystal bowed her head to him as well, before gently pushing past him to get to her own locker. She was used to seeing her coworkers half-naked in the locker room but she was a bit caught off guard. “I take it the rain is as bad as it looks, Dr. Ryu?” Krystal looked over her shoulder to him as she opened her own locker and shrugged her long white lab coat off her shoulders.

accepting!!

This seemed to be a re-occuring state of being for the demi-god, now turned uncle. Though, a host or maid cafe was hardly the setting he thought this would end up in. But, after a long hard day of work, and his own battering thoughts once more degrading himself down - he thought a visit to see his niece might perk up his day. Of course, Brenna always did. She was slowly becoming like Gem to Libra; someone he could breathe around without having to say too much of anything.

But of course, people just had to step out of line. Or, maybe it was because he couldn’t stand to see men be such pigs to someone he cared about. Yeah, that was more it. So when he stepped in to brush the customer off her and he swung; well - things got a little interesting. Sighing heavily, Libra situated on the curb outside, turning his eyes towards the adjoining niece that anchored at his side, granting a bag of ice for his nose. “Are you going to fuss at me now, or when I walk you home later?”

ever since gemini had first been smacked with the realization that he had a twin...well, things had changed greatly so since then. for one, he voluntarily was now taking the initiation to help someone get acquainted with the island...and for another, he now had someone to call brother and understand where he was coming from.

it is for these reasons that when libra calls him, gemini doesn’t hesitate a second to come over.

the sight of his twin stuffed in the corner upon opening the door pulls on the surgeon’s heartstrings slightly, adam’s apple bobbing up and down as his gaze travels across the destruction present. “ jesus... “ gemini wasn’t one to normally take his anger out physically...well, make it very rarely and never to such an extent. regardless, he knew libra was a different person and yet the same as the elder twin; it’s why they balanced each other out so well, and he could never judge him. 

“ no, don’t apologize. “ with a firm shake of his head, gemini steps across the ocean of broken glass and wood, lowering to sit beside libra quietly and turning his head to look at him ― as much as he wanted to deal with his physical injuries, part of him could tell the other male needed someone to listen even more so than simply patching him up. “ tell me what’s wrong. “ a small tilt of his head, gemini’s way of conveying he was listening as he watches libra intently. “ someone bother you? something? “

accepting!!

Of course. Of. Fucking. Course.

The one day Libra was running late to get to work, was of course the day it decided to downpour. And living near the hospital meant Libra got his exercise in - in the middle of the downpour. The demi-god was all a grumble as he finally slipped through the workers entrance, dripping his way into the break room in search of his locker. Li could not remember for the life of him if he had extra clothes stashed away; but he’d manage one way or another.

Pushing the door open, the shrink tore his leather jacket from his arms and moved for the wall of employee belongings encased behind metal. The lock took no time at all to open before he was rummaging through his things for something dry. A sweater! Thank the fuckin’ gods. Libra wasted no time in peeling the drenched button up from his torso, tossing it inside without much of a care before raking a hand through his dripping hair. That needed to be dried…somewhat, at least. Turning in search of a towel, Libra stopped short at the sight of the now blonde behind him. Had she been there before and he hadn’t realized it? “Ms. Jung..” He muttered softly, giving a small acknowledging bow of his head.

accepting!!

Rip N’ Rage was not just a business, but a haven for it’s owner. When his mind got to be just far too much - he’d slip into the rage rooms and have a go for himself just to let it out. Several times a week when sleep would evade him, or him it, he’d find himself locked in one of those rooms slaughtering anything in his path until his bristling heat of rage would subdue once more. It was one of those nights that things began to turn sour and there was only one person he could turn to.

Sitting amongst the destroyed rabble and destruction, Libra lifted his head at the sound of the door to the room groaning with his twin’s pull. Sunken in duel orbs peered from his crumpled up form across the way, huddled into the far corner with a broken wooden bat laying on the floor in front of him. Crimson leaked from the gash on his nose, the wound on his palm - though he looked worse than reality. “Sorry.” He sighed, cringing at the pain in his nose as his head lulled back against the wall. “To call you so late.”