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[Forward dated to the Truth Event]

[THE WHOLE BARGE]

[Cain patrols, half out of anxious habit and half because he enjoys the routine. But it puts him in the halls, the Warden-only areas, the deck, the library, the art room. Feel free to chat; he has no idea he's under the influence of the Barge.]

[THE GYM]

[But he spends most of his time here, practicing and training, and lately taking on new students. This is where you're most likely to find him.]

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[It's a magnificent thing about Cain that he can take it. Iris' mercurial intensity has scared off so many people in her life that she's still often painfully gunshy.

It's been easing, lately; she feels safe with him, assured more than ever since seeing that potential future that they work. That she's neither deceiving herself out of wishful thinking nor promising more than she's capable of giving.

She digs her thumbs into the pressure points either side of the base of his spine, and bends her head to drop a kiss on the nape of his neck.]

It always were an 'ell of a lot. I'm just finding you more time to stretch it out in, love.