[He smiles and picks the bag back up, kicking the snow off his boots before coming in and making a random guess as to where the kitchen might be.]
Cool brows bro, [He he passes. More like a by the way nothing line. He tried to resist. He really did. Over his shoulder the invisible shade of the ghost of his brother agrees. They are very cool. They make Mako look like some kind of feudal samurai.]
Naga is a dog, right? I think Chuck's mentioned her--oh- shit!.
[He's found the kitchen. And Naga. Who is bigger than a god damn moose and short of a kaiju that's the biggest animal Raleigh has ever experienced.
[ Mako has been made fun of for his eyebrows before, follows after Raleigh with a semi-confused frown after kicking the front door shut to keep out the cold.
He snorts as soon as Raleigh encounters Naga, though, who lifts an ear and then her massive head and gives him a baleful sort of look. ] A polarbear dog, actually. I did the same thing when I met her. She's friendly.
Uh, you can put everything on the table— [ Which Naga is currently blocking, oops. Mako steps a little closer and holds out a hand for some of it. ] —and then I'll hide some of it from Bo, or it'll be gone before I can even look at it. You have a brother, too?
Uh- yeah, I used to [As he carefully moves around Naga, keeping an eye on her the whole time as he speaks and navigates the space between enormous animal and the kitchen table. He isn't scared of dogs, he practically has one, but Max is like 80lbs and Naga looks about three and a half tons.
She is cute, though. He'll set down the bag and chance his hand towards her nose to see if she'll let him pet her.]
[ Naga gives him a big, long sniff, and then immediately shoves her massive head into Raleigh's hand. Naga lives for pets, even when very sad.
Mako, meanwhile, is looking sort of stricken at his words, both because he kind of put his foot in his mouth, as far as he's concerned, and because he... can't imagine. If Bolin were gone.
He swallows, glancing down at everything on the table instead of looking at Raleigh. ] I'm sorry. Did he. Uh. Is he gone?
[Raleigh can't help but smile at Naga, moving in a little to pet her properly.
Somehow talking about Yancy doesn't hurt quite so acutely when confronted with a polarbear dog.
He looks up, smile turning to something bittersweet. There's a hole in his soul shaped like his brother and it will always be there. He feels it every moment of every day and that grief and loss has made him closed and cold and mean. It is only very, very recently that Raleigh has been able to let people back in. Back home he had no choice.
Similarly here he can't survive on his own but discovering that he doesn't really want to is new and and scary but exciting. Making connections, maybe a friend or two. Finding safety and warmth in that. Allowing himself that.. it's.. it's good.]
He passed away. In the war.
[Raleigh also sees the look on Mako's face and carries on, hands busy in Naga's thick, warm fur.]
I brought it up, you didn't know. It was a while ago now.
[And yet the wound is still so raw and ugly. But that isn't Mako's fault and Raleigh did invite the conversation in this direction. God he'd give anything to see Yancy again. The ghost standing further back behind Mako hardly counts.]
[ Mako's face doesn't get any lighter. He almost lost Bolin a couple times, and those times killed him inside a little bit. ] I... can't imagine. What that's like. What I'd do if Bo were, uh.
[ He can't even make himself say the words, biting down hard on the rest of them. Mako, by contrast, is still closed. Still trying his hardest to survive without the help of anybody else, pretty sure that if he lets himself rely on people he will be disappointed, because he's used to being disappointed. He knows how to handle that. He doesn't know how to handle getting his hopes up. Not anymore. ]
I joke about Bolin getting himself killed but if he ever actually does I'll probably go the spirit world and drag him right back.
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Cool brows bro, [He he passes. More like a by the way nothing line. He tried to resist. He really did. Over his shoulder the invisible shade of the ghost of his brother agrees. They are very cool. They make Mako look like some kind of feudal samurai.]
Naga is a dog, right? I think Chuck's mentioned her--oh- shit!.
[He's found the kitchen. And Naga. Who is bigger than a god damn moose and short of a kaiju that's the biggest animal Raleigh has ever experienced.
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[ Mako has been made fun of for his eyebrows before, follows after Raleigh with a semi-confused frown after kicking the front door shut to keep out the cold.
He snorts as soon as Raleigh encounters Naga, though, who lifts an ear and then her massive head and gives him a baleful sort of look. ] A polarbear dog, actually. I did the same thing when I met her. She's friendly.
Uh, you can put everything on the table— [ Which Naga is currently blocking, oops. Mako steps a little closer and holds out a hand for some of it. ] —and then I'll hide some of it from Bo, or it'll be gone before I can even look at it. You have a brother, too?
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She is cute, though. He'll set down the bag and chance his hand towards her nose to see if she'll let him pet her.]
His name was Yancy.
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Mako, meanwhile, is looking sort of stricken at his words, both because he kind of put his foot in his mouth, as far as he's concerned, and because he... can't imagine. If Bolin were gone.
He swallows, glancing down at everything on the table instead of looking at Raleigh. ] I'm sorry. Did he. Uh. Is he gone?
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Somehow talking about Yancy doesn't hurt quite so acutely when confronted with a polarbear dog.
He looks up, smile turning to something bittersweet. There's a hole in his soul shaped like his brother and it will always be there. He feels it every moment of every day and that grief and loss has made him closed and cold and mean. It is only very, very recently that Raleigh has been able to let people back in. Back home he had no choice.
Similarly here he can't survive on his own but discovering that he doesn't really want to is new and and scary but exciting. Making connections, maybe a friend or two. Finding safety and warmth in that. Allowing himself that.. it's.. it's good.]
He passed away. In the war.
[Raleigh also sees the look on Mako's face and carries on, hands busy in Naga's thick, warm fur.]
I brought it up, you didn't know. It was a while ago now.
[And yet the wound is still so raw and ugly. But that isn't Mako's fault and Raleigh did invite the conversation in this direction. God he'd give anything to see Yancy again. The ghost standing further back behind Mako hardly counts.]
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[ He can't even make himself say the words, biting down hard on the rest of them. Mako, by contrast, is still closed. Still trying his hardest to survive without the help of anybody else, pretty sure that if he lets himself rely on people he will be disappointed, because he's used to being disappointed. He knows how to handle that. He doesn't know how to handle getting his hopes up. Not anymore. ]
I joke about Bolin getting himself killed but if he ever actually does I'll probably go the spirit world and drag him right back.
[ Says the man who just died. ]
Was he older than you? Yancy?