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After a League meeting in Nasha Town, Illuga ends up tipsy at the Flagship, lamenting the absence of a certain Lightkeeper.
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“Scars are wondrous things. They are signs of battle and survival. Of the hardships of humanity, of living only once.” Illuga feels Flins’s mouth against his forehead. “They are memories manifested on skin, and they are beautiful. Never be ashamed of them.”
Flins has a habit of kissing Illuga’s scars.
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“Do you have any ideas on how to get rid of them?”
“Of course,” Flins says, stepping forward. “I have just the solution.”
He leans down and kisses him.
Illuga can’t sleep. Flins offers an unconventional solution.
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Flins bothers Nefer, then goes to bother Illuga.
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Flins catches Illuga smoking. He feels very normal about it.
As Illuga breathes in, he feels the plant fibres burn in in his flame, but most vividly, the image returns: the embers of the cigarette lighting up azure, himself travelling along their path, past Illuga’s lips, his throat, burning in his lungs as his broad chest expands, penetrating his bloodstream, spreading outward into his strong limbs and stronger heart, being absorbed by Illuga wholly and fully, and it makes him feel more heady than anything he’s ever consumed in the past.