It shakes his head, pointing to Evan again, and back to them, before putting their hands together, the crackling growing as Evan urges them to come back “Sorry about that.” They say, continuing to look down.
She puts their head against their own, doing the same “Why do you think I’m alive? Among a warrior tribe I was a coward, and let my friends die.” She sighs.
They shine a smile at the rabbit, their teeth covered sharp and glistening white “They look… very interesting, I’ve never met a talking rabbit before.”
He cackles, passing them one of the glasses “Here you go, I would never suggest such a thing. I would love to snuggle.”
Felix is painting his house. He already gave it a base coat of white, now he's making murals.
"Excuse me. Are you Felix?" Asks a nine-tailed fox from behind him. His fur is an off white with red markings on his snout and under his eyes. He wears a black and red kimono, and holds a brief-case of seemingly important documents.
Felix looks up and sighs, clearly expecting something awful. "Yeah."
Felix, afraid to get any closer, calls out. "What's wrong, Rag? Are you doing alright?"
He looks to them, his hands covered in blood, trying to calm down, taking deep breaths “I’m fine Felix, I’m fine.” He says, very deeply angry.
"N-no, you're not. Talk to me. What happened?"
He closes his eyes “Don’t worry about me, just helping someone, keeping them from starving. Or at least TRYING to.” He says, taking a long, deep breath after.
Felix, afraid to get any closer, calls out. "What's wrong, Rag? Are you doing alright?"
He looks to them, his hands covered in blood, trying to calm down, taking deep breaths “I’m fine Felix, I’m fine.” He says, very deeply angry.
"N-no, you're not. Talk to me. What happened?"
He closes his eyes “Don’t worry about me, just helping someone, keeping them from starving. Or at least TRYING to.” He says, taking a long, deep breath after.
Felix, afraid to get any closer, calls out. "What's wrong, Rag? Are you doing alright?"
He looks to them, his hands covered in blood, trying to calm down, taking deep breaths “I’m fine Felix, I’m fine.” He says, very deeply angry.
"N-no, you're not. Talk to me. What happened?"
He closes his eyes “Don’t worry about me, just helping someone, keeping them from starving. Or at least TRYING to.” He says, taking a long, deep breath after.
"What's the hold-up? Restricted diet?"
“Intentional attempts at starvation.” He begins approaching, the air actually waving around him from the heat.
It shakes his head, pointing to Evan again, and back to them, before putting their hands together, the crackling growing as Evan urges them to come back “Sorry about that.” They say, continuing to look down.
She puts their head against their own, doing the same “Why do you think I’m alive? Among a warrior tribe I was a coward, and let my friends die.” She sighs.
They shine a smile at the rabbit, their teeth covered sharp and glistening white “They look… very interesting, I’ve never met a talking rabbit before.”
He cackles, passing them one of the glasses “Here you go, I would never suggest such a thing. I would love to snuggle.”
"That's alright, little one. How may I help you?" He asks, smiling warmly again.
"I lied to you, though... sorta... I told you I went away from my home to discover myself. That was true. But... I'm not gonna be able to go home, because I left as a boy... They won't let me stay when they see I've come back as a girl..."
It squeaks in confusion, hopping over to Clem, sniffing him.
She takes the glass, smiling and taking a sip. "Don't lie to me, sweetie~. After this glass, we'll take the bottle to the recliner in my room."
They continue to look at the ground, putting a robe on “Nothing, they were just talking about something dumb.”
She seems mostly surprised by this, but not too much, kissing their cheek softly “I believe you, and I forgive you, will you forgive me?”
He smiles at them, putting them in his palm to make things easier “I’ll try not to eat you little one.”
He chuckles once more, taking time to finish his glass, grinning back at her “Of course, because nothing could possibly happen with us both drunk in the bedroom?”
Felix is painting his house. He already gave it a base coat of white, now he's making murals.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He can see Rag wandering nearby, and he can probably feel it too, considering the level off of seething rage coming off of him, and therefore, heat.
*this is for anyone who wants to rp*
Thirteen is investigating the Church, walking through town.
Mauric is making salads.
Loriche is back at her camp, forging happily.
Riotan is wandering around, looking to indulge his hedonism.
Eito is tending to the shrine.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Felix, afraid to get any closer, calls out. "What's wrong, Rag? Are you doing alright?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Cut for Salem.*
It shakes his head, pointing to Evan again, and back to them, before putting their hands together, the crackling growing as Evan urges them to come back “Sorry about that.” They say, continuing to look down.
She puts their head against their own, doing the same “Why do you think I’m alive? Among a warrior tribe I was a coward, and let my friends die.” She sighs.
They shine a smile at the rabbit, their teeth covered sharp and glistening white “They look… very interesting, I’ve never met a talking rabbit before.”
He cackles, passing them one of the glasses “Here you go, I would never suggest such a thing. I would love to snuggle.”
He looks to them, his hands covered in blood, trying to calm down, taking deep breaths “I’m fine Felix, I’m fine.” He says, very deeply angry.
Felix looks up and sighs, clearly expecting something awful. "Yeah."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"N-no, you're not. Talk to me. What happened?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He closes his eyes “Don’t worry about me, just helping someone, keeping them from starving. Or at least TRYING to.” He says, taking a long, deep breath after.
"What's the hold-up? Restricted diet?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“Intentional attempts at starvation.” He begins approaching, the air actually waving around him from the heat.
"I... don't know how to fix that..."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
They continue to look at the ground, putting a robe on “Nothing, they were just talking about something dumb.”
She seems mostly surprised by this, but not too much, kissing their cheek softly “I believe you, and I forgive you, will you forgive me?”
He smiles at them, putting them in his palm to make things easier “I’ll try not to eat you little one.”
He chuckles once more, taking time to finish his glass, grinning back at her “Of course, because nothing could possibly happen with us both drunk in the bedroom?”
“You don’t need to, I’m going to fix it.” He sits in front of them “That’s enough about me, do you want help?”
He hesitates, but gestures to the door. "I just brought in a couch and coffee table."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"That would be nice, but, uh, you're melting the paint off the walls..."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels