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[diesarock]

WHO: Look at the tags
WHERE: Starting at his her their place the MAC, around town, out of town, the surface of the sun
WHEN: Sometime after this but before this
WARNINGS: no
WHAT: Zelgadis takes some advice.
WORDS: yes

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It was afternoon; shining was the sun, cold was the air, and doing nothing in particular was Terra, sitting by a closed window. Her expression and mood were not easy to read, especially turned toward the glass as she was, which at the very least meant she was neither bubbling over with joy nor bawling her eyes out for sorrow. Presently, she felt--well, if you asked her, Terra wouldn't be able to answer, either. Emotions were a complicated subject.

So for now, she was focused halfway between herself and the mundane action of a couple laughing teenagers pretending to be giant robots and chasing pigeons.

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[livesarock]

Zelgadis was having more difficulty reconciling with Abby's advice than anyone really ought to have. As if being a freak with a rock hide automatically invalidated any suggestions for normalcy presented, he kept making excuses over why this or that wasn't applicable to him. But it was hard to argue against food, context be damned. It was the other stuff he wasn't sure about. When the simple act of going grocery shopping could turn into something insanely awkward...

Well, too bad. He couldn't stand the alternative of sitting around doing nothing at all. He'd suffered through the purchasing part already (and really, if he stopped being so self-hating, he'd have realized that more than half the stares were out of a positive interest, not his idealized scorn and fear; Mary Marvel had been right). He had the stuff and the idea, so it made no sense to not act.

It beat the hell out of trying to have a meaningful conversation he had no idea how to navigate.

The door, as always, was a little opened; he poked the toe of his shoe at an angle enough to nudge it all the way open, plastic bags slung over his shoulder and held onto by two fingers.

"I'm back," he announced. Impulse. Not that he actually needed to say anything at all.