From an outside perspective, Taako has no incredible stake in this. Sure, he knew Kravitz- as far as anyone else was concerned, they shared a few classes at their college, had some meetings in the dining halls, traded books and notes. But they weren't friends. Who was really friends with Taako besides his sister? He's a guy everyone knows, a guy most people even liked or at least found funny. But there's no one that close. What reasons does he have now, weeks after Kravitz has gone missing, for a barely there not friend to be tromping through the woods with a flashlight as the sun sets?
Only Lup knows, when she cornered him on his way out the door, cloak pulled over his head as he tried to slink out without her seeing. But she got it, through the badly concealed blush, the mumbled confession he never gave, the vulnerability he never knew how to be when Kravitz was around. And now, tromping through the underbrush, light from the sky fading, he just wants him back. Just wants one more chance. Taako hates permanence- he hates this middle ground of not knowing, not doing anything, just nothing. So he's going to fix it. He's going to bring him home.
Intermittently, he calls out, waiting for some sort of response.]
Krav? Look, I know you've gotta be out here, just-- come on.
[He sounds tired. He's so close to giving up. But he'll go just a little farther.]
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From an outside perspective, Taako has no incredible stake in this. Sure, he knew Kravitz- as far as anyone else was concerned, they shared a few classes at their college, had some meetings in the dining halls, traded books and notes. But they weren't friends. Who was really friends with Taako besides his sister? He's a guy everyone knows, a guy most people even liked or at least found funny. But there's no one that close. What reasons does he have now, weeks after Kravitz has gone missing, for a barely there not friend to be tromping through the woods with a flashlight as the sun sets?
Only Lup knows, when she cornered him on his way out the door, cloak pulled over his head as he tried to slink out without her seeing. But she got it, through the badly concealed blush, the mumbled confession he never gave, the vulnerability he never knew how to be when Kravitz was around. And now, tromping through the underbrush, light from the sky fading, he just wants him back. Just wants one more chance. Taako hates permanence- he hates this middle ground of not knowing, not doing anything, just nothing. So he's going to fix it. He's going to bring him home.
Intermittently, he calls out, waiting for some sort of response.]
Krav? Look, I know you've gotta be out here, just-- come on.
[He sounds tired. He's so close to giving up. But he'll go just a little farther.]