guidingmoonlight: @ <lj user="hoopskirts"> (pain ☾ as it endlessly circles.)
Lᴜɴᴀꜰʀᴇʏᴀ Nᴏx Fʟᴇᴜʀᴇᴛ. ([personal profile] guidingmoonlight) wrote in [community profile] synthneon2021-07-16 01:48 am

YGO PSL | ❝ i am not lying, i am just trying to find my way in to you. ❞




( continued from yonder! )

[ Her other hand raises and gestures to the bed behind him. It had been a set of normal circumstances in getting ready to rest for the night. Even down to the fact she was dressed for bed. Unspoken, of course is how she misses his presence. It hardly matters in their current circumstances -- or at all. Pinning for one does none of them any good. Priorities and needs will always shift, and, Lunafreya has always believed those come before wants and desires.

Although she has been known to be young and naive in such ways.

Lunafreya shifts her gaze back to him in order to answer his next question. "Answer" that is. He has been able to understand her thus far at least.

Then, a change in the air.

Yugi appears beside Atem. He looks between Lunafreya and his partner. ]


Other Me? What's going on?

[ Lunafreya glances at the space where she feels the shift in the air. She turns back to surveying the room with one hand remaining on his shoulder to help her stay upright. A hand raises out beside her in order to try and summon her Trident. That, as it turns out, was the wrong decision to make. Her arm starts to shake as it feels sharp pricks make its way up her skin.

A soundless gasp leaves her at the sudden pain. In a sweeping moment, she crumbles back down to the ground where she had once stood.

Yugi's attention snaps to her as it sinks in that they're in her room. ]


Luna?!
ifthereiswill: 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞, 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞. (𝟘𝟙𝟚𝟛)

[personal profile] ifthereiswill 2021-11-20 06:10 am (UTC)(link)
[ It takes considerable effort on his part to straighten up, to stop his emotions from overflowing and showing in his face and his posture. As it is, his shoulders shake before he forcibly shoves his own inner turmoil far enough down that it becomes manageable again.

He can't help her; he can't even heal her because that lies far outside his realm of expertise. What good is he if he can't help the one person he's come to care for in a way that feels new and frightening to him all at once?

He doesn't know what more he can do in this moment other than pull her close until they're all but pressed up against each other, one hand resting on her back while his other arm is wrapped around her, hoping to transfer some of his warmth to her.

With the way his hand is positioned against her back, he can feel the tension there, and while this is all something new to him, he begins to rub his hand back and forth, slowly at first but increasing in pace and in how far it moves, hoping to loosen some of the tightness he feels beneath his palm.

He dimly registers Pryna's movements as she retreats, but all his thoughts are on Luna and how he might try and help. ]