[ steve has been busy with the spring equinox preparations; it had been something to do, errands to run and things to help set up. and even as the celebrations started, the locals around the primary settlement know enough about steve to know that he'll be around, and happy to help, if they needed it. it kept him moving, kept him busy, and that's all he could really ask for at this point. there's not a whole lot else for him to do with the fact he can't really sleep, not a whole lot else for him to do with how he still smells rot and decay on the air. but festivals, parties, the friendly way the locals say hi to him as he passes through the square - these are distractions he can handle.
somewhere along the way he starts hearing whispers, other members of the primary settlement talking about new faces amongst the summoned. how they continue to be blessed, and how thankful they are for the support, that the gods must be pleased with what they're doing- but steve doesn't hear the rest. instead, he thinks of robin being alone for over a month in thorne. thinks about the fact there's still a chance someone else might be brought through and if he doesn't go looking for them-
he starts heading in that direction, preparing himself to be disappointed but knowing that it would be on his mind the rest of the day if he doesn't go to check. and it's a good thing he does, because just as he's about to head off across the main thoroughfair of the festival he catches a head of red hair out of the corner of his eye. part of his brain says he needs to stop being paranoid, that it's probably himeka or one of the locals, but he decides to look anyway as he is still heading off in the opposite direction, towards the pond, the summoning circle.
that's when steve stops, because there's no way- and yet there she is. he blinks, once, as if trying to remember how to do this or what it is he's doing, before he calls out across the crowd. ] Max! Hey! [ truthfully, he really doesn't care about the eyes that might turn to look at him, because he's already starting to push through the bodies themselves, muttering quick i'm sorrys and 'scuse mes as he tries to weave through them. ] Max!
PICKS YOU UP AND SPINS - exploring.
somewhere along the way he starts hearing whispers, other members of the primary settlement talking about new faces amongst the summoned. how they continue to be blessed, and how thankful they are for the support, that the gods must be pleased with what they're doing- but steve doesn't hear the rest. instead, he thinks of robin being alone for over a month in thorne. thinks about the fact there's still a chance someone else might be brought through and if he doesn't go looking for them-
he starts heading in that direction, preparing himself to be disappointed but knowing that it would be on his mind the rest of the day if he doesn't go to check. and it's a good thing he does, because just as he's about to head off across the main thoroughfair of the festival he catches a head of red hair out of the corner of his eye. part of his brain says he needs to stop being paranoid, that it's probably himeka or one of the locals, but he decides to look anyway as he is still heading off in the opposite direction, towards the pond, the summoning circle.
that's when steve stops, because there's no way- and yet there she is. he blinks, once, as if trying to remember how to do this or what it is he's doing, before he calls out across the crowd. ] Max! Hey! [ truthfully, he really doesn't care about the eyes that might turn to look at him, because he's already starting to push through the bodies themselves, muttering quick i'm sorrys and 'scuse mes as he tries to weave through them. ] Max!