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Who: Ky; Sword.
When: Early evening.
Where: Sword's cell.
What: Stopping by to check up with Sword and say hello.
Rating: TBA


The first matter of business had been setting his office back to order. He had really intended on leaving after his talk with Kain, but... Somehow, Sword always managed to change his mind about things. Ky could only hope he'd made a good choice. He used the excuse of re-organizing his office to give himself time to recover from jetlag, calm his nerves, and get used to the idea of being back at the prison again.

At length, however, he ran out of things to unpack. Sighing, he smoothed his jacket out and draped it over the back of his office chair, looking over his tidied office. Well. There wasn't any more delaying it, though inwardly he dreaded several things: seeing Sword in bad condition, or finding out that things had changed while he was gone.

But, eventually, the concern and worry over everything and the urge to see Sword won out, and the newly re-instated cheif guard headed to Sword's cell, since recent reports notified him the man was out of the infirmary now. Hopefully that was good news. He felt self-conscious-- he was sure he looked terrible, with bags under his eyes, looking awfully tired from traveling. But still. He hoped he'd be something of a welcome sight-- that was, if Sword could see now.

He arrived at Sword's cell, but didn't let himself in right away, although he had the key and the authority to do so. "Sword?"

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All Sword could do was shake his head, "No. The memory thing comes and goes. Some days I can go without forgetting a thing, and others are little harder." He sighed.

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"Sword..." Ky let out a slightly unsteady breath, closing those brilliant blue eyes for a moment and running his fingers through his hair. He tugged at the roots lightly before opening his eyes again. This stress was so much, it was over-whelming, the crushing combination of inward and outward struggles. "This... Why would you..." He stopped, collecting his words before he spoke again. "...What can I do to help?"

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Sword shrugged again, "There's really nothing you can do. BUt maybe we could go somewhere else right now? Your office maybe? I just don't want the other's inmates hearing whatever we say to each other."

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Ky couldn't understand Sword's indifference. The thought that someone he cared for might not be able to see normally or remember things well again made his heart give a little uncomfortable clench. But at Sword's request, he merely nodded. "Do you need a hand?" he asked, moving to the cell door.

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Sword nodded, "Yeah. I've only been able to familiarize myself with my cell. Other than it's like I'm groping around in the dark." He chuckled slightly at his joke. He squeezed Ky's hand, which he still held.

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The feeling of Sword's hand entwined with his was reassuring. "I won't leave you in the dark, " he answered, a little hint of warm humor in his voice, somewhere underneath the weariness. He smiled, then, reminding himself that Sword couldn't see his face, he reached for the older man's other hand, lifting it to gently brush against his smiling mouth before turning to lead the way.

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Sword smiled back when he felt Ky's own smile on his fingers. HE let himself be led tripping a several times on the way. He was starting to get annoying that he couldn't see where he was going and he couldn't do a damned thing about it. It wasn't like he wore a blind fold that he could just remove. "Are we there yet?" He asked, knowing how childish it sounded. But all he wanted to do was sitting down and not walk anymore.

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Ky tried not to laugh at the childish question, a little entertained by it. "No, " he replied with a mock-annoyed air. "Be patient." But he was merely joking-- they had arrived. He opened the door to his newly refurnished office with a soft click, leading Sword in by the hand and guiding him to a chair. "Now. We're here."