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mental link; after the riding events

[ Sam's mental presence is accompanied by the sweep of feathers and the rush of wind as he focuses in on his connection to the Nest, occassionally dotted with a faint hint of static or the glint of stars. ]

( There's more than a few of us going at this mission in our own way, so I figure it can't hurt to check in. I don't got a lot this early in the game, but if anyone wants what I've found out about our hosts or the other envoys or what I've been doing to get it, I'll pass it on. This ain't a trade kind of thing - I'll tell you whether or not you wanna let me know what you've been up to. But if you don't mind sharing, hell, I'll take it. )

[ They're a paranoid bunch here, Sam knows that. He'd rather get what little he's been able to find out to people who might be able to do something with it than insist on getting something back. ]

( If you'd rather do it in person, just tell me when or where. I'm pretty sure I heard something about Adra making us all dinner later, so that might not be a bad time either. )

[ On an OOC note, if you only want info sharing and would rather handwave the interaction or just want to know what Sam would share, hit me up on the first comment to this post! ]

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[ Elena's been wandering the area, only vaguely paying attention to the practicing going on for the next round of competitions, and wishing desperately for something to distract her from... well, everything. Sam's timing is therefore perfect, and she answers him with genuine warmth. ]

( If by busy you mean bored out of my mind, then yes. )

[His first thought at that answer is, unsurprisingly: "I didn't think she was that bad off." which speaks volumes about his mental state.]

[Her arrival into their conversation is met with a brush of warmth of his own -- more starlight than flame. Like looking up at the night sky under blankets.]

(I think Sam has something planned for us. If that's any consolation.)

[ Yeah, it does speak volumes about his mental state - but that's one of the reasons that Sam's doing this.

It's about enjoying the little things, all right. Sam learned a long time ago that there was no reason to keep fighting if all you were ever gonna see was the mission, if you couldn't stop and just let yourself live a little. ]

( If by something planned you mean I wanted to spend some time with two of my favorite people here, then yeah, I definitely have something planned. ) [ His tone is playful, and he hums thoughtfully. ] ( How long's it been since either of you played a drinking game? It doesn't have to be alcoholic. )

[ Looking right at you Shiro before you can protest. ]

[ That mention of being one of Sam's favorite people is followed by a surge of warmth and affection from Elena, for the both of them really, because she can say the same for Sam and Shiro. They're the people who have been the most accepting of her here, and she's so very glad to have them in her life now. ]

( It's been a few months. What were you thinking? )

[ And then, after a very brief pause, she adds in a small, hopeful tone: ]

( Can mine be alcoholic? )

[ They'll feel a bit of sheepishness from her, but not enough to keep her from trying. She could use a drink or twelve to help curb her blood cravings. ]

(Flattery gets you a lot of places, Sam.)

[Funny how, if this were a conversation with Sam and anyone else, he'd feel more need to be constrained. A need to hold back. After everything he's already talked about with Elena, though, having her in the conversation doesn't feel as embarrassing.]

[The mental impression of hands held up, a shake of his head. It's okay Elena no problem.]

(Hey, you guys do whatever you want. I'll just be designated... rider, I guess.)

( There's a lot more where that came from. Does it count as flattery if it's true? )

[ He's teasing both of them, a little, and Elena's swirl of affection is met with an echo of his own. Feeling that along with Shiro's level of comfort makes him so damn glad they're both in each other's lives.

There's the impression of a soft chuckle and a grin. ]

( Hell yeah ours can be alcoholic. Tell you what - meet me at our tent in ten? )

[ It makes Elena legitimately happy to see this side of Sam and Shiro, to witness this cute easiness between them. After these weeks of being miserable, it feels so good to have something positive in her life, and she's grateful to the both of them for it. ]

( Sure. I'll see you guys soon. )

[ If they bring up later that it felt like she was practically skipping in their direction, she'll deny it with fierce embarrassment, but there's no missing that almost giddiness at the idea of spending a carefree hour with her friends. Sure, part of it is probably her heightened vampire emotions spiraling things to an extreme, but the rest is all genuine, and you bet she'll show up right on time. ]

(Depends on who you ask if it's true.)

[A sense of a nod to Elena, grateful, welcoming her along. Always good to be around someone like him, who still does her best to keep up that feeling of ease. Like he's known her for far longer than he has.]

[Sam too. But for wildly different reasons.]

[He's in the tent already, sitting cross-legged wherever it is he's usually sleeping. But unlike the usual rigid posture he typically has, this is just casual. He's even leaning back against a convenient support.]

What's the plan? [As Elena steps in, and he flashes her a brief, albeit sincere, smile.]

[ Laughter spills across his links with both of them, warm and light - and if he happens to witness Elena all but skipping, he won't mention it.

Probably. Unless people start cheating at their drinking game, and then he might just have to bring it up. He's already got some ammo against Shiro. Sam's eyes go soft and fond as he joins them, briefly, before his expression ends up just a little bit sly. ]

This is the plan. [ He gestures for Elena to sit beside Shiro first, if she's comfortable - and he'll drop down and fit himself in next to the both of them. He pulls out three oversized bottles, two of the grassy, alcoholic drink being served during the competition and one of something like fruit juice.

The juice is passed to Shiro, one of the alcoholic bottles to Elena, and he keeps the other for himself with a grin. ]

Never have I ever.

[ Elena doesn't hesitate to take that indicated spot, shedding the layers of her costume as she settles in next to Shiro with a smile. It's not as big and carefree as her smiles used to be before all of this, but it's more than she's managed during her time with the Nest so far. Hefting the bottle of alcohol, her eyes widen as Sam names the game and she voices a slightly horrified but mostly comical ]

Oh no.

[ Her smile grows as she covers her eyes with a hand, because she trusts Sam and Shiro enough to play this particular game with them, but still. Never Have I Ever is never not a little painful. ]

You're going to give us drinks.

[Oh he knows there's more to it than that. But he's got to poke a little. Sam can stand it. Especially if that's the kind of atmosphere he's going for. He just takes his bottle, shaking his head a little.]

[And then, addressing Elena, with mock seriousness. The kind of deadpan expression Shiro does so very well.

He's serious. I'm sorry. There's no talking him out of it now.

[ Sam gives Shiro a little shove at that, grinning in amusement. Yeah, yeah, Shiro, hassle him all you want - he can take it, and it's definitely the kind of atmosphere he's going for. ]

Oh yes.

[ Shiro's deadpan expression just makes him laugh, and he knocks back a sip of his drink. It may end up being a little bit painful, but Sam trusts both of them to at least keep it to the good kind of painful. ] I'll even go first - never have I ever gotten caught skipping class.

[ Elena's been getting used to the strange grassy taste of the drink, and the scent of it is almost refreshing as Sam takes that sip. But then he poses the first challenge and all she can do is stare at him in an expression quite similar to Shiro's...

And then she takes a drink before glancing over to Shiro, waiting to see if he'll join her.

Well, isn't this off to a great start. ]

[Gotten caught skipping class implies you skipped class which...]

[He looks back and forth between the two of them, before he shrugs, his expression embarrassed and apologetic all rolled into one.]

Never skipped class. So... never got caught.

[ This off to an excellent start, as far as Sam's concerned. He's learning things about both of them - thought admittedly, he kind of already figured that about Shiro. ]

Man, I think you should have to drink just for that. [ But he's teasing, and he glances over at Elena. ] You wanna go next?

[ Sam's teasing leaves her smiling, and she has to agree with his idea, though she won't say it. They'll probably feel it though. She takes half a second to think of her own statement before going with the first thing that comes into her head. ]

Never have I ever been a pilot.

Hey, you just said "got caught".

[You don't get to be the Kerberos pilot by skipping class, Sam. And then Elena has to go chime in.]

[He makes a face.]

[But drinks his juice anyway.] Low blow.

[ He shoots a little grin at Elena at the feel of her agreement, playfully bumping Shiro’s knee with his when Shiro protests that he’d said get caught.

And then Elena definitely cheats and Sam groans as he takes a drink from his bottle before gesturing at her with it. In the past, he would have left it at that - but he doesn’t have to try to keep his wings a secret anymore, not here. ]

Technically not a pilot, but I do fly, so I’ll count it.

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