INBOX // Drift Fleet

[diomedea]

"You are looking, she can't be found. Tell her, and I will reply."

VOICE // VIDEO // TEXT // ACTION

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[killedwithlove]

[Cole comes looking for her, wearing a pair of sharpened and shaped knives on his back and carrying another pair wrapped in some spare cloth. (Spare cloth was possibly a sweatshirt once.)

He hones in on her effortlessly, already sharing information.

He met Simon. He likes Simon, he is amazing. What he and River share made him cry and he doesn't know why. He has a present for her.]

look at me go, literally three weeks late

[diomedea]

[River turns, and she smiles.

She smiles because she knows he is back. River knows many people, but Cole is special. He's like a comet where she's one, as well- like two heavenly bodies in their own orbits and finding almost a similar beat in each other's steps.

They could dance. She knows he would know the steps.

She tilts her head at him, sitting on the floor of the hold, feet bare.]

He came back.

you were on hiatus!

[killedwithlove]

[He circles, retreats, comes back again as inevitable as stars being born and dying. He comes with presents this time, so they can dance, if they want to.

Her voice actually startles him. He hasn't actually heard her speak before and it's surprising.

He sits down opposite her, holding out a hand to close that circuit.]