today's episode in 'I play REALLY minor characters'...

[scourgehooked]

I hope you realize how incredibly stupid this is.

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[scourgehooked]

[Faltora flexes his arm with another grin, and the shoulderpads might be a little big, but he did fill out to fit the rest of the armor. Hell, he could swing that huge sword around without issue.

Especially when maxed out on rage.

The earflick has him chuckling slightly, the offended ear twitching in reply to the touch. Yes... this was good. This was healthy.

Never mind that the touch had been cold. Koltira was warming up in other ways, acting more like his old self.

Someday you'll grow into it. Maybe not, now that he learned his impending death. It still digs a pit into his stomach, and part of him wants to ask if dying hurts, but he cannot. Not now.]

Heh. You're just saying that because your armor was getting tight around the midsection.

[frostheart]

Nice try.

[ koltira's smirk is sharp and hooked, teasing, confident, a mirror of days long past perhaps and yet it comes to him so easily still. sorry, faltora, you'll never win. big brothers will always be big brothers. they're undefeatable.

once he might have hooked him with an arm, pulled him in and tugged at his ears, or driven his knuckles into his hair, but koltira is no longer predisposed to such affections, even with faltora. especially with faltora. it's still too soon, it's still too fresh, and koltira is casual but he is shaken still, and reeling, in a way. so instead he gives only a sharp shove to his brother's shoulder, then crosses his plated arms over his chest. ]

Sorry, little brother. You can't win this.

[scourgehooked]

[He takes the shove in stride and throws his hands up in the air, as if exasperated.]

Fine, fine. I yield.

[Big brothers always win. This is a fact, even if Faltora had always secretly planned to win at least one thing - getting married before Koltira. Then he could tease him for being forever alone that. Maybe even shove children in his brother's face with senseless fatherly pride.

...it really didn't work any more. They had both lost.]

[frostheart]

[ .. both lost, indeed.

at any rate, koltira falls still again, and silent, for it seems somehow that this is coming to a close. and yet he lingers still, because he doesn't want to let go, because he can't bring himself to turn his back. koltira stiffens, his brow creased, his arms crossed loosely over his chest. ]

.. This is it, then, I suppose. This place.

[ he wonders, painfully, if he shall see him again, but already he knows the answer. ]

[scourgehooked]

...yes.

[Because if he was not here, he would be nothing - and that is a sobering thought. He looks at his brother, wanting desperately to say something that would make it all alright.

He cannot.]

I'll be here. If you need me.