spktr: (steven; 048.)
π•žπ•’π•£π•” ☾ 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 | jΜΆaΜΆkΜΆeΜΆ ([personal profile] spktr) wrote in [community profile] folkooc 2023-12-20 10:37 pm (UTC)

I don't think there's much of anything around here familiar to home beyond some books in the libraries... and whatever you manage to purchase with your Lore. Not to say it's impossible to do all that space jumping stuff- [he waves his hand vaguely] -but I wouldn't know of the first place to start.

[Steven doesn't enjoy lacking hope but he used to be much more stubborn about finding a way out, up until recently. It isn't that he thinks it's impossible but he's come to accept that the way around returning home is seemingly random, or at least at the whims of Thirteen and whatever she accepts as their personal growth, and to Steven that seems very arbitrary.

He sighs quietly again as he mulls over his reason for being here, and even though that moment when he kissed Layla feels like a lifetime ago, apparently it's something Thirteen is still clinging onto. What does that mean?]


Before coming here I may have... kissed... my sister in law. [He wrinkles his nose, knowing how bad that sounds.] Although, to be fair, she tried to kiss me first, and we were in a very dangerous situation - our lives were on the line! Of sorts...

[His face is getting a little heated because he doesn't know how to explain the reality, least of all to a stranger. He can't just blurt out the fact that he shared a body with her husband.]

Anyway, I realize in retrospect that wasn't my most brilliant idea, though it felt brilliant at the time. I swear I'm not a homewrecker.

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