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[longwillows]

reach out?

the smell of fresh water in dry desert air. the feeling of cautious curiosity. a place as dangerous as it is resplendent.

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[longwillows]

[She had absolutely no rational worry that Toki of all people would turn her down, but it's hard for a wounded creature not to preemptively brace itself for another blow. With relief:] Sure thing. Thanks, Toki.

[It's a bit quicker a trip than one might expect between her apartment and Toki's toy store; not unreasonably so, but she goes out of her way to avoid the other living things on the streets of Manhattan.

And, well, the way she simply appears in front of the door seems to indicate that she used her phasing abilities to bypass some of the usual obstacles. It's a split-second ugly sight as her body strings itself back together before the entryway, an unpleasant knit of kinked and tangled-up threads in the colors of flesh and fur, loose like a bobbin carelessly unspooled before she comes back to solidity again.

She's less foxlike than in the dream, but much more than when they last met in the waking world, ears and three tails and asymmetrical spreads of fuchsia fur between her hands and elbows. She's also deathly pale, and clammy to boot; it's hard to tell if it's overexertion of her powers or an effect of being so suddenly without all her strongest tethers.

Regardless, her form flickers as she reaches for the door, and she has to concentrate to will it back into place before she steps through, ears swiveling and eyes worried as she searches for Toki.]

[dethangel]

[Luckily, Toki isn't very far when Kalmiya shows up. He's pacing by the door, concentrating on the floor, mask still on in case of emergency, in case she needs to call him, or of he needs to call someone else. He's not sure. He glances up, eyes wide, when he sees movement in his peripheral vision. There's really only one person who it's bound to be.]

Kalmiya!

[Stopping mid-stride he turns, making a beeline towards the doorway as he tugs his mask off, its purpose fulfilled for the moment. He opens his arms wide to hug her, but he stops himself at the last second to allow her to decide if she needs a minute first. Better not to overwhelm, just in case.

Things feel a little off for the moment, which makes sense. He should be able to feel her like this. He doesn't. He focuses on Kalmiya, because Sleep doesn't even deserve his attention right now, even if it's all anger. Kalmiya needs to feel welcome, because she is. Tether or no Tether.]

It's really really good to see you.

[If only the circumstances were nicer.]