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[canceller]

[It's been less than 24 hours since he landed back here, and already Jeremiah's finding himself breathing easier. It's drier here, the winter colder, and he welcomes it, in spite of years in Area 11. The mainland will always be his home, after all.

Pendragon sometimes feels less so, and other times more. It still feels like fate brought him here, it just depends on how surreal that particular moment feels to him. Right now, all he can do is keep strolling about the grounds, gaze sweeping the gardens, the sprawling build of the place, the mountains in the distance.

It's good to be back.]

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[explores]

[ With his hands bare, he goes back to touching Jeremiah's face, running his fingers through his hair and creeping on down to the back of his neck with surprisingly soft touches. He works hard to keep the callouses away, and for reasons such as exactly this.

The bite earns him a quiet sigh, pleased and just a little shaky, and without even really meaning to he starts arching up toward him again. It really isn't his fault that he has about all the same control over how his body moves when it gets to feeling good as a cat does when you scratch along its spine, and he makes no effort to do anything about it, reaching down to claw up the back of Jeremiah's shirt just to give him something to hold onto. ]