Timeline 01 - Nearing midnight

[shinou_heika]

[He takes his time returning from the shrine and his necessary visit with Ulrike. The day has been long and his body aches with his need for sleep. But still, he pauses. A breeze feathers the hair back from his brow as he tips his head up to stare at the hard glitter of long familiar stars that spark the darkness high above.]

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[the_great_sage]

The soft press of lips at the edge of his mouth pulls him into wakefullness. He can feel his lover's aura surrounding him; the sharp scent of rain and chilly storms filling his senses and he sighs contentedly. Turning into the hand on his cheek he places a few lazy scattered kisses against the palm. "Now that's a nice way to wake up..." He murmurs against the skin beneath his lips.

Dark eyes flutter open at last to regard the loving, yet sad look on the blonde's face. They gaze at each other for a few long minutes, the weight of the day's events hanging between them. The silence is not uncomfortable, more contemplative as they lose themselves to their thoughts. The delicate peace is broken as Murata catches the smell of food and his stomach protests loudly. He chuckles, casting his lover a sheepish smile. "I've hardly eaten all day....did you bring food?"

[shinou_heika]

[The kisses against his palm makes his fingers twitch slightly at the ticklish sensation and he smiles. Moments like this haunted him in all the years he was left incomplete without the Sage by his side. Slowly, as they look at each other, he draws his hand back to graze a light touch down Edwyn's arm.

When Edwyn's stomach breaks the silence between them he can't catch back his soft laugh.]

Nor have I. It isn't much, but I did bring food. [His expression flickers, suddenly more sober.] I know it is late but we should talk. There are things I need to tell you, and I would hear your news as well.

[Gesturing for Edwyn to remain in bed, he moves to the table to get the tray and carafe. The carafe is settled between two glasses on the bedside table, and he places the tray on the bed as he settles down on the edge with a faint sigh.]

[the_great_sage]

He smiles his thanks for the food and water. But turns solemn at Alarik's words, nodding his head in agreement. "Yes, we have much to discuss. But first, I would like the news of Ulrike...is she well?" The guilt from earlier resurfaces in his words. "Was...was she hurt in the wave?"

[shinou_heika]

[He pauses a moment to pour water into the glasses, handing one to Edwyn and then sipping his own before answering