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Shiloh (ex_auguries536) wrote in bellumlogs,

You're waiting outside Bellum, leaning against the building's stone exterior, and you think you might be nervous. You can't be sure, because it's a feeling, and those are strange and foreign. The fear that's beneath it, however, is something you remember the taste of. You can't mess this up, it's too important. He is too important.

You look down at yourself, and you wonder if you should have chosen something more traditional to wear. Something less you and more Protective Older Brother.

But then the taxi is pulling up, and you can see him in the back. He looks nothing like you remembered, and exactly how he should. He's safe, and he's here and he's yours, and you're going to take care of him from now on.

You push away from the wall, and you approach the cab.