❝I would choose just not to go at all. I don't have the bravery gene that you all have.❞
》Independent Portrayal of Ryland Grace from Project Hail Mary
》Potentially Canon Divergent
》Crossovers Encouraged
》MDNI
》Writer is 25+
"We don't have to dwell on the past. We can focus on the here and now."
Ryland let out a quiet sigh, playing with his own fingers as he rested against Marcy.
"I'm glad it's you too. You know just what to do to make me feel comfortable. I only hope that I can return the favor."
@FallGuy_Seavers "You can stay for as long as you want." Ryland smiled warmly, gently patting his brother's back as he hugged him.
"Just.. worry about surviving. If anything, just throw me a little money towards rent? Everything's so expensive. And I want to make sure you're able to come back--
@FallGuy_Seavers "I have a spare room. Doesn't have much... just a pull out couch." Ryland shrugged. "But it'll make me feel better if I can keep an eye on ya..."
Giving his brother a nod, he murmured. "Lead the way to your place. I can help you grab stuff."
@ERlDlAS "I miss... Earth. But what was built here? It's incredible."
Pausing for a moment, he took it as an opportunity to sit down.
"This is my home now. I wouldn't want to be anywhere else."
"Hm? Uh.. yeah. We can sit up." He mused, slowly repositioning to a sitting position.
"Y'know... I've never had someone to experience this with. It's.. nice."
@FallGuy_Seavers "Screw the job. It's not worth losing your life over!" He sighed, running his fingers through his hair. "Why don'tcha stay with me for a bit, just so the creep can't find you?"
❝You just didn't stay down, did you? You had to, like, uh, create a big scene, like Colt Seavers does.❞
》Independent Portrayal of Tom Ryder || BACKUP FOR @TheTomRyder
》Canon Divergent
》Crossovers Encouraged
》MDNI
》Writer is 25+
@ERlDlAS "Well, I think you're doing a great job." He reaffirmed, letting out a soft chuckle.
"You've helped me feel welcome here, y'know. You, Rocky, and Adrian really do make this place feel like home."
@FallGuy_Seavers "That's three or four too many. Get that restraining order and move on. He needs help, and that's something we can't provide him with."
For a split second, he tensed up. But then, as he felt those gentle circles being traced into his skin, he managed a content sigh.
"You have magic hands." He murmured, closing his eyes once again, allowing them to do their magic. He was touch starved, even if he didn't admit it.
@FallGuy_Seavers "We'll I'm not about to sit here and let him hurt /you/. How many times, Colt?"
His eyes peered over the top of his glasses. "How many times has he tried to kill ya?"
@FallGuy_Seavers "And you deserve to deal with it? I don't think so."
Ryland rolls his eyes as he folds his arms across his chest. "He'll get what's coming to him, okay? But you lashing out at him about me is only fueling him."