June catch-all with Some Dumb Cat

[ifionlyhadthecourage]

Who: Caramia and various?
Where: Various
When: June
What: June stuff
Warnings: Talk about death

I’m mobile still at the time I’m making this, but I eventually will fill this with OTAs, quest starters, and etc. putting this here so a few nerds can toss starters at me in the meantime <3

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[crowsigliere]

Nothing weird here at all! Just like there's nothing weird about how Kyrie decided to drop by, not... terribly keen on straying from Ruga for too long until he's certain no more disappearing hijinks are in order. He'd stayed in Flavo the night before, so it's only fair that he spend his day here again! It's not as if he has much better than to pester Caramia after all, and with these new quests--

...I'm sorry. Is he on the roof?

...No, yeah, that's definitely an idiot-shaped something up there, isn't it? It doesn't look like he's got any tools up there with him, so it isn't as if he's repairing the damn thing again.

He sighs as he makes his way closer, Caramia slowly slipping from view as he nears the front of the building--only to pop back up again as he leans over the side, prompting a raised brow from Kyrie as his steps slow to a stop.

"Caramia. What in heaven's name are you doing up there?"

[ifionlyhadthecourage]

[ He seemed a little surprised by the question. Clearly because he was thinking "can't you see what I'm doing" and not "How did this random stranger know my name". Because why would he think the latter? Haha...

Still, with the bottle in hand, he slid down to the edge of the roof, and found careful footing along the sides of the house to get himself down. Then, excitedly, he held out the medication to his new guest. ]

Found this hanging out up there. I kind of need this stuff to... um, not catch anything, you see. Kind of important of me to have it. Don't worry about me, I'm used to climbing things.

[crowsigliere]

Kyrie steps back to accommodate the idiot clambering down in front of him, eyeing the medication as it's shown off. Its appearance is suspicious, but it's not as if they have many options available to them--and even if it means only another month of safety, it's still enough to send a wave of relief through him before any more information is given.

...But it's then that Caramia decides to provide that information, and that short-lived relief stutters into the unfamiliar and decidedly uncomfortable feeling of uncertainty.

"Of course I would know why you need it, you stupid, idiot lion." His tone shifts only towards annoyance as he tries to wrap his head around the strange phrasing offered. "Honestly... Did you hit your head falling from your first attempt to grab it?"

[ifionlyhadthecourage]

There's a slight falter in Caramia's expression. He seemed... confused by Kyrie's annoyance. How strange. He knows he goes talking to people about his personal life maybe a bit too often, but he's fairly sure he's never talked to this stranger about anything. Or maybe he has? Maybe he's someone on the forum? (He doesn't recall talking about this on the forum, but??)

He sheepishly rubs the back of his neck.

"Ah, scusa. Do I make it that obvious?" He laughs softly. "Or have you just been doing your homework?" How else would he know about him being a lion if not from the forum, after all!

[crowsigliere]

...This isn't right.

Nothing about this is right, is it? From Caramia's unnecessary explanation to his reaction to Kyrie's insults. It's unsure, and unsteady, and unknown, and wrong, and yet a nagging piece at the back of his mind says no, says this is familiar, says you know what happened--

And he does.

Because of course he remembers.

Of course he knows.

And of course he can piece together what it means, in this context, in this town, and surely no facade no matter how well-worn could withstand the crushing pressure that settles itself in his chest. A piece of his composure cracks by way of a startled laugh; his lips twist into a smile that might have been a sneer once, dulled only by the ache trying its absolute damnedest to strangle his voice away from him.

"This... isn't funny, Caramia." A conversation so different, and yet so much the same. "You aren't so cruel to joke about this, are you...?"

[ifionlyhadthecourage]

But unlike a conversation they may have had once upon a time, Caramia doesn't get upset with Kyrie. He did not tell Kyrie to calm down, or anything of the sort. He does not even look at him with such familiarity with this situation, or try to show him any sort of closeness he often did with his friends.

Instead, Caramia only laughs nervously, clearly unaware what was happening in this situation. He doesn't understand how Kyrie is being so familiar with him. How does he know his name? How does he know so much about him? Something isn't right. But...

"This isn't a joke, no. I'm not trying to be funny, signore."

Eat your heart out, Kyrie.