I can imagine. I'm sorry you got into the middle of it. [truly, koby's sorry anyone got mixed up in the whole mess -- nobody seemed truly at fault, besides the particularly embarrassing, mess-causing magic of saltburnt. again. and maybe jinx who may or may not have shot someone.
the relaxation once giles is sitting is tangible, and koby smiles as he pulls out a bottle of aspirin and a water bottle, still chilled, from a bag hanging over the back of the opposite chair.] I think if we both concentrate very hard, we can avoid injuring ourselves while sitting completely still, yeah.
[the chair gets looked at for a moment, before koby hops up to perch himself on the edge of the table instead, ankles crossing, smiling.] There. Sitting. [it's partially so he doesn't completely relax, since he's allergic to that, and partially so the back of the chair doesn't press against the burns.]
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Date: 2025-05-27 01:22 am (UTC)the relaxation once giles is sitting is tangible, and koby smiles as he pulls out a bottle of aspirin and a water bottle, still chilled, from a bag hanging over the back of the opposite chair.] I think if we both concentrate very hard, we can avoid injuring ourselves while sitting completely still, yeah.
[the chair gets looked at for a moment, before koby hops up to perch himself on the edge of the table instead, ankles crossing, smiling.] There. Sitting. [it's partially so he doesn't completely relax, since he's allergic to that, and partially so the back of the chair doesn't press against the burns.]