Forge post

[ostro_goth]

Teja is in the forge, working furiously.

The midwinter holidays are not far off; also, it has been his while since he's seen Charlie, and that brings up feelings in the Goth that are best dealt with by intense sparring, or vigorous hammering.

The cats, not minding the noise, lounge by the fire.

Despite the cold outside, the door is open, and all comers, be they friend or stranger, customer or merely curious, are welcome.-



[[OOC: Forge post -- open until it scrolls!]]

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[ostro_goth]

"I am glad of that, and shall stop complaining," Teja says, coming closer.

Pause.

"If there is nothing more to speak of, I would rather kiss you now..."

But he waits for the permission. He would give Charlie leeway for a moment's doubt, and hesitation, always. Their lives apart are different, and things may happen.

Indeed, one might claim Teja ought to tell of the vision of Adalgoth, first.-

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"There's always more to speak of," he says. "But we don't have to do it right now."

Oh yes, because there's something that needs to be asked on Charlie's part, as well. "You never have to ask to kiss me, Teja. Just do it."

[ostro_goth]

Teja takes him in his arms, and kisses him, and sighs deeply, and kisses him again, long and softly and with lots of feeling.

"I love you," he murmurs. "I missed you, but now you're here."

And he kisses him again.

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"I love you too," Charlie smiles. "What have you been up to?"

[ostro_goth]

"Not very much," Teja admits. "Mostly, speaking to friends, tending to cats and horses, and working metal."

Pause.

"I was taught to play poker, and then accused of being too good at it."

Pause.

"On the Day of the Dead, I saw my Adalgoth in a vision, and appeared to him in one, in turn; but when I was sick, I was too far gone to speak to you of it."