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[dyaddyissues]

"you've reached kylo ren. leave a message. or don't."

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NAVIGATION.

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[dyaddyissues]

It's as good as I've got, truthfully.

Yes, enough for company.

[backwaterbelle]

You can show me the new scars in a bit, then.

[Apparently carbs and scars has become a weird ritual for them in Hell.]

[dyaddyissues]

I would like to see you try and find it, it's not in a spot one would probably notice right away.

If you wish to visit right now, it's only me in the room presently.

[backwaterbelle]

Challenge accepted. I'd like to think that I know the map of your scars quite well by now.

I'll put on pants and come over then. With treats, more or less.

[dyaddyissues]

The pants, I'd say, are optional. The food is not.

I'll see you soon.

[backwaterbelle]

Noted.

[She had planned on putting on pants, but instead she changes into a longer shirt to pair with a usual pair of long gloves, her tennis bracelet, and pair of over the knee boots and because she's clearly going to check his blood pressure, thigh high socks. So while her ass doesn't hang out, Rogue's absolutely dressed to turn heads and drag gazes, comfortably.

Plus, as promised, she comes with a package of food, breakfast-y baked goods mainly, but she also has a thermos of hot chocolate. And because she knows better, there's enough for him to share with others after she's gone.

She taps the top of the thermos against the door while comfortably leaning on the door frame, ready to scrutinize him for his actual health status when he opens the door.]

You've looked worse.

[dyaddyissues]

[ To his credit, Kylo doesn't look all that bad, he even looks fairly rested (for him), all things considered. He's wearing a dark robe, which hangs open, and some comfortable sleep pants, hair in the not quite wet yet not exactly dry state of someone who'd showered recently.

His eyes roam over her form, taking in Rogue's attire appreciatively as he steps aside to let her in. ]

If you saw me last week you wouldn't be saying that.

Is that cocoa?

[backwaterbelle]

[He's actually a sight for sore eyes, and there's an undertone of relief to see him in such good shape (on the outside at least). He receives an upward curl of her lips at his reaction, shifting the goods into the arm furthest from him so she can drag her fingertips over the window of bare stomach. She appreciates his dark, slightly disheveled look too.]

what'd you look like last week? [Her eyebrow lifts. While she's genuinely concerned, the mutant's also attempting to glean hints of his new scar locations.]

Mhm. Figured if it could pick me up, then it might do the same for you. If not, ah'll drink it.