buy yourself another day

[impetuous]

Who: Gwaine and you
What: Random encounters
When: Saturday morning
Where: Near the gallery in town


[ Wearing modern clothing for once (sweatpants and a T-shirt that aren't his), Gwaine bounces a small, pink ball against the wall. Whenever it strikes something—wall, ground or his hand—lights arc inside it. A curious little toy, but Gwaine barely looks at it. He sits on the middle step, eyes unfocused. To any observer, his mind appears to be elsewhere. He has managed to recover a semblance of healthy coloring, but the bags under his eyes mark how fitful his sleep remains. He finds it difficult to concentrate on even simple tasks. Thus he misses his next catch and the ball bounces against the door behind him. It rolls away from him. ]

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[impetuous]

Is anyone still living in the house?

[save_the_souls]

Jr. and Ino are, I think...but I haven't checked in awhile.

[impetuous]

But it was yours, wasn't it?

[save_the_souls]

It was originally an old friends, I took it after he left.

[impetuous]

And you hand it off like that? [ An eyebrow creeps closer to his hairline. ]

[save_the_souls]

[a pause; he looks away]

Do you know that Arthur is missing memories? Not just of Guinevere.

[impetuous]

Yes. When he woke up, he didn't know me.

[save_the_souls]

[he nods...]

He remembers nothing about...us. As far he's aware, he was confused to why I even saw his filter to allies. I'm...nothing to him.

Why would I stay in a house full of memories of what's gone?

[impetuous]

I'm not a good person to ask that. I used to move as much as I did to avoid memories. Where that failed, a good quart of mead could always do the job. [ He scoots aside and pats the spot beside him. ] Here. Sit.

[ He waits for Allen to do it so he can continue. ]

[save_the_souls]

[he'll sit, for you Gwaine, for you. Looking at him now]

[impetuous]

He is remembering. Slowly, but he is. It helps when you don't stop heckling him. I know being around him is the last thing you'd want right now, he's an arse on a good day, but...don't give up on him just yet.

[save_the_souls]

...What? He is?!

[impetuous]

From what I've seen.

[save_the_souls]

[Gwaine right now you are the best person in Paradisa ok. BEST NEWS]

Then maybe....!

[Wait...]

But, even...even if he does remember me, we're still separated.

[impetuous]

Then get back together. Strap him down somewhere if you must. You have my blessing.

[save_the_souls]

[Okay things aren't that simple, but...both the ridiculous of that statement and the relief that Arthur IS remembering makes him laugh enough to cause him to shake some]

[impetuous]

[ Laughter was what he was aiming for; he knows things are never so simple. Laughing, he shoves Allen's head playfully. ]

Feel better?

[save_the_souls]

[The laughter calms a little, but he's smiling actually!!]

Better than I was before, yes.

...Thank you.

[impetuous]

[ Gwaine waves the thanks aside. He bounces the ball against the wall and manages to catch it on its return. ]