OPEN RP POST 2020

[siberia]

1. Post here with the character you want to play with in the header or body
2. Put your prompt in the body of the comment (or leave it to me - i don't mind coming up with something!)
3. ????
4. Profit

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THREE MONTHS LATER i'm so sorry cal i love you

[heartsteals]

[ Minato was Lupin's biggest regret. Yes, he saved Cairngorm -- and yes, he saved London, and Cardia, too, once he got back. But he didn't save Minato. And for Lupin, that nearly cancels out all the rest. Not to say that he isn't relishing his triumphs and what they brought; he's nurturing Cairngorm as they adjust to life in the human world, enjoying the proof that their bond is strong enough to weather all these hardships, and he's been helping Cardia settle in with her brother, as well, although she's become so independent now that it's almost shocking to remember the doll-like girl she was when he met her. These things are good - wonderful, even, and he can start every day with a smile knowing the two of them are safe and healthy and on their way to happy.

That doesn't mean that he doesn't remember the one that he left behind every time he looks at that strange futuristic music box he brought back with him from Chroma. It's not the first time that Lupin's let someone close to him die, and he's sure it won't be the last, either -- but it stings all the same. He broke his promise. He should have been able to change Minato's fate. As things stand, all he can do is remember his friend, and pray that when he's born in this world, his destiny plays out differently.

Or so he thought.

He barely sees and recognizes Minato before he realizes he's in trouble standing in the middle of the road like that; luckily, Lupin's reflexes are faster than his brain, and they'll be damned if they aren't saving Minato this time. It's a somewhat less-than-graceful rescue for the daring gentleman thief - he essentially just grabs Minato by the collar and yanks him backwards into the sidewalk as a loud, steam-puffing automobile zips by where he was - but the important part is that neither of them are pancakes on the road, and Minato is here and alive? ]

-- You haven't changed a whit, have you? [ is all he can think to say as he stumbles back, feeling a little out of breath despite how little he's actually done. ]

IT'S FINE SIBBU i am happy to receive your tags no matter when they come!!

[messianic]

[It all happens so quickly that even Minato needs a minute, even with as even-keeled as he usually is. He's suddenly... there, in brightness and light and busy streets, and then there's a car--not a car he's used to, one that seems distinctly older but also kind of strange, and he barely has a moment to process that if he doesn't move, it's absolutely going to kill him again and then...

Then he's yanked out of the way.

Minato makes a kind of gargling noise as he's yanked by the collar, which is an absolutely unimpressive noise to make when you're first mysteriously brought back to life, but you know what? It's fine... he's still alive, and he's not squashed, and his mysterious benefactor is--]

... Lupin?

[It's whispered... slowly, quietly, Minato's eyes fixed on the thief's face. Of all of the faces he'd never thought he'd ever see again after they left Chroma, that's...

Slowly, he lifts a hand to clutch at his chest, at his shirt where his heart is beating.]

I'm not dreaming... am I?

blushu

[heartsteals]

[ Minato is respectfully released from Lupin's grip once the car is gone and actually understanding what's happening starts becoming a priority - although, truthfully, he only moves his hand from Minato's collar to his shoulder, holding tight in disbelief. It's definitely Minato. He's exactly how Lupin remembered him, from the overgrown bangs to the understated reactions. How? No -- does it matter? He'll have to decide later. For now, there's a big smile forming on his face, delighted and puzzled all at once. ]

I get that a lot, [ he says, unable to help himself - but his gaze softens a little, and he shakes his head. ] It's been a long time, my friend.

[ and as cool as he remains, there's a definite tinge of emotion in his voice - relief, clear and evident. ]

[messianic]

[It's true that Minato just sort of seems to roll with every situation no matter how it may come. He took Chroma in stride, he took everything he had to face back home in stride...

But this... this is so unexpected, so much, and Minato just swallows--and then he sways forward to press his forehead to Lupin's shoulder.

Just... just give him a minute.

His voice is, at least, only a little wobbly.]

Do you ever feel like... you've had more than your fair share of luck...? [Minato keeps waiting for his luck to run out.

But it keeps coming back to him anyway.]

[heartsteals]

[ a chuckle. ]

A side effect of being my friend, I'm afraid.

[ but a good one, in this case -- even if he doesn't understand at all. Is he losing his mind? Probably not, but he can't help but consider it, even as the weight of Minato's head against him seems to confirm that he's really there. Lupin is a quick thinker, and the strangeness of the situation is already beginning to set in. He flips through a quick reel of options on what to say next (how are you? what happened? i missed you? or maybe they should just get out of the street) but, really, all of them are equally valid, and he doesn't know where to begin. His arm shifts so that he can pat Minato's back, instead. ]

I thought you were dead. You're as slippery as I am. What -- what are you doing here? [ finally, he catches his tongue a little bit, but it's hard not to! he's still staring, trying desperately to puzzle out what's going on. ]

[messianic]

[They probably should just get out of the street, but that is not what's on Minato's mind right now. Minato's not even sure what's on his mind, to be honest; he's still trying to catch up with this situation. He can feel the sun on his face again, and Lupin's coat scratches against his forehead in a way that's reassuringly real, and for a moment... isn't that enough?

So, softly, all he can say is:]

I... was.

But now I'm here. [He drags in another shaky breath.] I don't know how, or why, or... or anything, really.

[Is it okay for him to know nothing? Is it okay for him to...be here?]

But... I'm here.