let's delay our misery
Yes, folks, it's time for that staple of staples: the hot springs meme! Your character is now joining someone else for a dip in the hot springs (or just passing by, if you're really dead sure they're not going to strap out of their spiky armor).
Is this the Bokaisen in Kugane? The natural springs in icy northern Twinpools? Some hidden, bubbly corner of Gyr Abania, maybe? Or familiar Camp Bronze Lake? You've got a lot of options! It can also just, you know, be nowhere in particular.
Why are they in the springs? Who knows! It's meme logic, my friends.
A note: this meme is intended as a gen meme, though if you'd like to play it as a variant of the matchmaking smut springs meme that's frequently posted on Bakerstreet, you're very welcome to do so!
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brackets are fine too if you prefer that.
Hoju was not in the habit of taking time for himself, but unfortunately for his obstinate and unreasonable selflessness, his friends had picked up on that fact. And, thus, they insisted on the roegadyn scholar actually taking a break for once.
Norvrandt was as safe as it could be, for now, so he could go before aught else happened that called his attention away. Admittedly, having fought and fought and fought, seemingly endlessly for- well, quite a while, Hoju has various aches that could use soothing.
Finally settled in the hot spring, a chilled bottle of wine floating on a round wooden platter close by, Hoju must admit... this is not unpleasant- even if he gets the feeling he should be doing something.
Three weeks later after more stupid. I apologize
The Exarch couldn't resist his teasing, really. As for the how the Tower's Keeper had come to find out that Hoju had come out this way shall forever be a secret. G'raha is not overly keen on exposing all of his tricks after all. Where is the fun in that?
Still, it pleases him that his friend could finally take a moment for himself. The Crystal Exarch had debated with himself over whether or not he should interrupt, but ultimately he came to the decision to approach the Warrior regardless. It's not often the opportunity is given to them to simply speak as friends without some sort of calamity or business that needed to be attended to coming first.
Be that as it may, the Seeker remains fully dressed in his now iconic robes. He seems fairly content to just stand at the spring's edge.
No worries! ♥
"Aye, that I have. I imagine had I not, it would have soon devolved to outright scolding." And that simply wouldn't do- not that he didn't receive scolding now and again to take time for himself, or for taking too much on alone.
He motions to the decidedly empty space next to me. "There is room and wine enough for a second. Surely you did not come all this way to stand there berobed? I should think you deserve time to relax as much as I do." If not more. After all, he wasn't the one that had stood by, waiting centuries for the right time to be able to pull a hero to their world- and doing much and more in the meantime, besides.
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Ah, he had waited so long and so patiently. The Tower's keeper can't deny that the young man he once had been now stirs more than ever. It's enough right now, though, just exchanging some words. In fact, he even offers a slight smile of his own. "By Ryne, Tataru, or your many admirers no doubt."
The Warrior of Light and Darkness seems to have a following no matter where he goes, hmm? It's surprising that G'raha Tia could even find a moment for himself. He is about to comment on that when Hoju instead offers for G'raha to join him of all things. His ears twitch nervously and there's a small, flustered laugh that follows.
"I take time for myself to relax when it is appropriate." No, he really doesn't. "Truthfully I came to ensure that you would not be bothered. I dare not impose."
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Hoju settles the Exarch with a knowing Look.
"I imagine you take about as much time for yourself as I do." Pot, this is kettle. He smiles again. "I've not been interrupted yet, and I assure you 'tis no imposition. We've had little time to speak of things aside from the business at hand, and I would fain welcome your company."
Which, thankfully, the 'business at hand' is now mostly over. The immediate danger of it, anyway.