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[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ isn't entirely there even when the plane comes to a complete stop; the noise ringing in his head is as painful as he remembers it being, making him sway a bit while pressing a hand to his forehead. the world before his eyes seems to double, triple, merge back into one, then double again, while the blueprint-world throbs in noisy emptiness. makes small whimpering noises when they're walking, barely hanging onto consciousness by focusing on that comforting, erratic heartbeat he knows is near.

gropes around for a smaller hand that he knows is around (but can't remember why it would be right this moment) while mumbling absentmindedly under his breath in german, as if he's welcoming himself back home. ]

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[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ then feels the pain of his mistake, making him quickly press his face back into nathan's chest again. ]

Erm. . . but can't see. Hard to see with noise.

1/3

[prideofpuppy.livejournal.com]

... I'd carry you if I could, but.

[ yeah, right are his thoughts after his comment, looking away as he thinks on this some more. in the end he can't think of anything (doesn't think there's anything he can do, sighing a bit to himself before pulling out his phone to call her number. ]

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ the phone doesn't even have to ring twice before the lines connect. swallows thickly. ]

Yeah, uh. [ a pause. ] Yeah, if-- if you don't-- [ another pause. feels his face grow warm. ] U-uh-huh. See you.

[prideofpuppy.livejournal.com]

[ shuts the phone and pockets it, re-wrapping his arms around caleb to comfort him some more. ]

She says she'll come to you instead, okay? She'll be here in a little bit.

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ pulls himself out of his daze in time to catch the last of nathan's words. gives a short nudge in affirmation. ]

Es tut mir leid, Nathan. Deutschland is more good than pain. Is Home. I show later. Is very good. . .

[prideofpuppy.livejournal.com]

[ shakes his head. ]

It's okay. You can show me around tomorrow.

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

I show every day. Every day we are in Deutschland.

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

Oh yeah? What kinda stuff am I gonna see?

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

Erm. . . old place. Nice place. Place I like?

[ tilts his head against nathan some more. ] And good food?

[prideofpuppy.livejournal.com]

[ grunts, a hand absently stoking caleb's hair again. ]

Think I'll pass on that food.

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ leans into that hand. ]

But is good food!

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

Like sausage and weird cabbage-stuff, right.

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ pulls away slightly to look up at him, looking a bit more healthier. ]

Ja. Sauerkraut und Bratwurst! Very good. Other good food too!

[prideofpuppy.livejournal.com]

[ allows his lips to twitch into a smile despite himself, shifting his hand to push caleb's bangs back a little. ]

Well, guess I can try some if you really want me to.

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ nudges that hand fondly, the movement all he can manage in his state at the time. ]

Is good. I share what I like with Nathan.

[prideofpuppy.livejournal.com]

[ just gives a fond look at caleb's words, not being able to help himself (an urge at best) when he leans forward to press a kiss on his forehead. ]

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[amusieren.livejournal.com]

[ & suddenly she comes bounding towards them with her arms spread out wide, looking as thrilled and excited as she could ever be. ]

Liebchen! Liebchen! Wilkommen zuhause~!!!

[amusieren.livejournal.com]

[ stops in front of them, giving a stare. immediately slaps her hands over her eyes. ]

Ups! Is it affection time? Should I come back later~? Kurzer Junge, you are very forward in public!

[prideofpuppy.livejournal.com]

.... !!!!!!!!!!

[ his body instantly jerks away from caleb at hilda's presence, face extremely red as he begins to babble out incoherently. ]

1/2

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ yelps at nathan's sudden movement, the loss of support making his entire body topple to the ground.

... & just lies there, looking a little crumbled & very much pathetic before he manages to crane his head upward toward a voice he knows so well. blinks up blearily. ]

< Hilda! Hi! I'm home! >

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ gives into the urge of wanting to lay his head back down against the cold floor. ]

< . . . I don't feel very good. . . >

[prideofpuppy.livejournal.com]

[ still looks flustered even as he hears the THUD, though for entirely different reasons this time. sort of just. hovers over caleb, his hands doing some weird flailing motion. ]

C-CALEB-! S-s-sorry! Oh god, he's down, he's down-!! HELP!

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[amusieren.livejournal.com]

[ gives a hearty laugh at them both, hands on her hips and everything. ]

Do not worry, Kurzer Junge. [ thumps a hand to her chest. ] I will help!

[amusieren.livejournal.com]

[ & then she gets on her knees, gently slipping her hands underneath caleb's armpits to pull him up into a seated position. lightly pats his cheek with a hand, her other attempting to keep him upright. ]

< Caleb? Caleb, you must get up. Fight! Germany awaits! >

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[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ upon hearing & registering germany, manages to open his eyes & sway a little when he gets to his feet. ]

< G-Germany--! Home. . . ! >