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[imaginate]

Characters: Kyle & various.
Date: Catch-all log for September.
Location: Around.
Situation: Various.
Warnings/Rating: War trauma, some language.
Notes: [Action] or prose are all good, kindly ping if you'd like a specific setup \o/

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[wingedwarrior]

Don't think I won't, I'll do whatever I can to make you smile. Even if it's from bad puns.

[imaginate]

You're the best.

[He hugs her.]

We are never telling Wallaby you did that. He wouldn't let us live it down.

[wingedwarrior]

[She hugs him back, more big sisterly than comforting as before.] Believe me, it's never leaving these walls.

[She gives him a quick ruffle on the head before pulling back a bit, but still keeping in contact.] Better?

[imaginate]

[He nods.]

Much better.

[wingedwarrior]

Good. Because I honestly thought I was going to screw this up somehow. [Emotional talks aren't really her forte.]

[imaginate]

You couldn't even if you tried super hard to. Trust me.

[He grins, widely, disarmingly.]

Family prerogative.

[wingedwarrior]

[Jesus, Kyle, you need to stop doing that thing. She can't stop the grin on her face, nor does she want to.] You can't be my little ball of sunshine, you outshine even the sun.

[imaginate]

[The smile fades, and he looks like he's just been stabbed.]

Slowly, okay?

[wingedwarrior]

[Her smile falters, but it changes to a more understanding one.] All right. I won't rush.

[A beat.] I can at least call you adorable, right?

[imaginate]

[:<]

I thought you said you wouldn't be caught dead using that word.

[wingedwarrior]

I can do what I want. [AND YOU THOUGHT YOU WERE INDIGNANT, KYLE.] And that means I can call you adorable when I want. Don't question your sister.

[imaginate]

[He ducks his head.]

Yes'm.

[Not going to mention he didn't even need to talk her into it, she just called him adorable of her own free will. Maniacal laughter.]

[wingedwarrior]

[Totally shoving you playfully now.] Yeah, yeah, your win.

Are you going to stay for dinner? Or are you going back to Jim's place?

[imaginate]

[He uses the momentum to flop on the floor, curling up comfortably.]

We've still got leftovers, right? Let's just make dinner of that and tomorrow we can eat out or something.

[wingedwarrior]

I wanted to try cooking with you, but finishing those leftovers is probably a better idea. [They'll have other opportunities, anyway.]

[imaginate]

[AFTER A HILARIOUS COOKING SHOW-ESQUE SCENE they are both sitting down to dinner. Kyle stirs the pot and holds out a hand for Shayera's plate.]

[wingedwarrior]

[Okay so they're not doing that again unless they can keep things from almost blowing up. She hands over his plate, as she thinks of the best way to initiate her little plan.] Jim's been pretty affectionate, I see.

[Calmly sipping her water like nothing happened y e p. Actual worst sister.]

[imaginate]

[He takes a large portion and puts it on her plate, helping himself to something equally large. Who knew Feelings could make you so hungry.]

[He says grace, takes a bite, and almost chokes when she speaks.]

Yeah. Uhm.

[Oh wow, awkward. He rubs his neck as a reflex and then stops dead, realising what's happening, and sighs.]

[wingedwarrior]

[Emotions are exhausting and always make you hungry. But that reaction wasn't what she was suspecting. Something more along the lines of blushing and complaining of some sort.] Come on, I was just teasing. What's wrong?

[imaginate]

I. What?

[Here's the blush.]

Oh - I'm just. Not used to it.

[wingedwarrior]

That's better. [Okay, now she's smirking.] Better get used to it. You should've seen me trying to help Wally get with Fire.

[imaginate]

[That makes him choke.]

Wally - with Fire. Aw man.

[He starts chuckling helplessly.]

Why do I miss all the good stuff?

[wingedwarrior]

Hey, it was actually kinda cute. [Even if it makes her laugh about how dorky he was being.] Man, if we could still go through those dreaming archways, I could show you. He was actually shy around her.

[imaginate]

He should be.

[His expression falls.]

I went through nightmare after nightmare in those arches. I know some people had good stuff but [he shakes his head.] I just ran. Have to face that stuff eventually, huh?

[wingedwarrior]

Hey. [She scoots her chair closer to his, reaching for his hand.] With the nightmares I saw in you, I can't blame you from running. Anyone would, okay? I'm not the best storyteller, but I can tell you what happened. Any stories you want to know, no need for the arches here.