#{{ :pleading: WAAAA THEY'RE SO

[forrisen]

❰❰ TACKLE ❱❱ sender hugs the receiver so hard they almost fall over / do fall over

"ROBIN!"

Priam had a few moments mid charge to realize that perhaps he shouldn't challenge Robin to a spar on sight, and instead when in for a combative hug tackle. "Oof! Heh, alright there?"

self indulgent prompts — ( always accepting ! )

DAMN THE ACADEMY STRUCTURE for how narrow the hallway corners cut into the space.  by the time that robin hears the voice, moments quickly fade into seconds easily disposed of.  they jump at the sound, turning around with half the heart to yell out a somewhat respect concern of atmosphere and the only students behind them are ones whose attention has, too, been pressed onto their lonesome figure.  it’s quite inaccurate to assume that priam knew they were traveling down this specific hallway, at this specific time, but little is left to imagination when a look sideways connects just as easily as priam’s body against theirs.

robin’s scream   —   or, whatever noise that fell from their lips   —   is muffled immediately by priam’s shirt when the embrace tugs them forward.  awkwardly, of course, and uncomfortably so when momentum drives them to fall on the floor.  expected due to the height and build difference of the two.   (   despite the ache and irritation, you cannot bring yourself to dislike this, can you?  an ally’s trust oh so easy to manipulate one’s emotion.   )

thankfully, priam has shown progress in his attentiveness.  he lifts himself up just enough for robin to inhale correctly again, albeit with a stutter and strained breath.  not dazed enough from the contact between head and ground to hide the laugh that weakly comes out.

“   n-no, i’m not...   ”   yet said with an amused smile.  robin pats priam on the arm, rubbing their eye with the back of their opposite hand.   “   but thank you for the greeting?  i’m glad to see you again, priam.   ”

confusion does begin to simmer within their mind as priam gets up.  confusion of quite a few things.  priam’s presence here seems... odd, since robin doesn’t remember seeing him depart from the army and reconstruction.  though, all the same, they can’t find it in them to be shocked, only intrigued.  the only other factor that surprises them would be the normalcy of allowing students to throw their full weight upon professors in greeting... better that than a sudden clash of blades, they suppose.

“   to be fair,   ”   robin rises to sit up, rolling their shoulders slightly in hopes of relieving any ache.   “   i didn’t expect to see you here.   (   definitely not first thing in the morning.   )  though, uh... i trust that you’ve been wELL—?!   ”   in response to... whatever the hell was implied, priam takes robin’s hand and pulls them to their feet.  a bit roughly but the assistance is appreciated.  somewhat.

“   please remember our difference in size, priam...   ”

#〳◌ ⁀ « exchange memories » ( INBOX. ) #〳✩ « support tag » ( PRIAM. ) #radiantpriamos #{{ :pleading: WAAAA THEY'RE SO