The odd, supernatural chill is still wishing around the tavern. Some patrons swear they can hear a giggle, or see a bow out of the corner of their eye. Sha’dia hasn’t been seen in a few days, the door to her room is locked and the doorknob is cold to the touch.
Yuki, concerned for their health, slips into the room unnoticed, looking for any sign of them.
Sha’dia is sprawled out on the bed, each heavy breath sending a cloud of fog in the cold room. Her midsection is wrapped in bandages packed with snow.
"Oh, dearie me... You must be Dia, aren't you?" she frowns, kneeling beside the bed. "Dragon attack looks like this, huh?"
through the gaps in the bandages, you can see a long, jagged scar, marked by fangs. However, the scar almost looks like it’s made of frost, intricate patterns of ice woven together loose enough that you can see the bedsheets underneath
"Let me try this..." she says, hovering a paw an inch above the cut. She tries to manipulate the flesh and ice to close up.
The cut closes up, leaving sha’dia healed. Mostly. It seems that her entire midsection is of ghostly nature now. *I brought her to a one shot and she got bit in half now she’s sorta undead with a ghosty bit*
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”Or you could try to grow from the experience, make up for the things that happened when you didn’t have control.” He says, finishing the barrel “That’s what I do.”
He smiles “I know somewhere good, I actually can get us a beach house, if you’d like that.”
“Possibly, I would love to come with you no matter the cost.”
"How can I, when I have no memory of everything that happened?" he sighs, resting his head in his paws. "I don't even know who it was that I hurt..."
"That sounds nice" he says, purring softly.
"I'll get to work on it soon... Need to feed?..."
“You stalked Felix, that’s what happened, make up for it by trying to be a better person than the person you were forced to be. I would be happy to help you.” He says, taking their bottle of wine “First, stop drinking.”
He kisses their forehead again “Then I’ll get it just for you.”
He smiles softly “Would you like me to feed?” He rubs a hand across their bite marks on their neck.
"I appreciate your 'help', but I don't drink to cope. I have a great love of flavors." Though, the brand he's chosen is cheap. "From what I remember, I didn't stalk him. I approached him once or twice, but I was told my information came from asking around. You care about him, more so than others, don't you?"
"Thank you... I love you~" he nips at their neck, tail flicking lazily.
He flushes, only nodding and tilting his dead. "Please..."
“I care about him because he’s my friend, and next time you lie to me I am going to hit you. This is cheap wine, you’re drinking it to get drunk, you were stalking him, and admitted to such. I’m not someone to play with.”
He lays down with them, wrapping his arm comfortingly around them, kissing them.
He opens his mouth, biting down there, beginning to drain a slight bit of blood.
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"of course. So, how did you come to be in this town?"
"Yeah, thanks..."
“I moved here from northeastern lands and chose to stay, for there are many things to improve.”
Rio puts an arm around him and smiles reassuringly.
"A noble pursuit. I came here because I answered the call of my sister."
"Please dont touch me... I can't handle contact right now..." he says, scooting further away.
“Your sister?”
“Oh, I’m sorry.” He slides away.
"Yuki. She asked me to come run this quarter of this mini town."
"It's fine..." he says, sniffling and rubbing his arm.
“Yuki?”
“Okay. Just know that I wasn’t kidding. Anything you need to tell me, just tell me.”
"She runs the Aspen Cafe... She's hard to miss, She's the Mink Winter God, and also, a giant polar bear."
"If I wasn't trying to get sobre, I wouldn't care if he killed me..." he says under his breath.
“I hadn’t heard of such a place. Interesting. What do you mean by mink?”
“Don’t say that. You can do so much with your life. All you have to do is find a healthy way to deal with the pain.”
"It's a common term for Animal People. I am a fox, but I walk, talk, and think like a human."
"That's why I'm trying... But I don't know what to do... I've never... wanted something so bad that I wasn't able to just... buy with money, or give myself away for..."
"Oh. I had never heard such a term. Nothing I have read refers to such beings as separate from other humanoids."
"And what's that?"
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I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*I did not know I was neglecting you... Sorry. let me find it.*
It’s ok I was showering
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The odd, supernatural chill is still wishing around the tavern. Some patrons swear they can hear a giggle, or see a bow out of the corner of their eye. Sha’dia hasn’t been seen in a few days, the door to her room is locked and the doorknob is cold to the touch.
Yuki, concerned for their health, slips into the room unnoticed, looking for any sign of them.
Sha’dia is sprawled out on the bed, each heavy breath sending a cloud of fog in the cold room. Her midsection is wrapped in bandages packed with snow.
"Oh, dearie me... You must be Dia, aren't you?" she frowns, kneeling beside the bed. "Dragon attack looks like this, huh?"
through the gaps in the bandages, you can see a long, jagged scar, marked by fangs. However, the scar almost looks like it’s made of frost, intricate patterns of ice woven together loose enough that you can see the bedsheets underneath
"Let me try this..." she says, hovering a paw an inch above the cut. She tries to manipulate the flesh and ice to close up.
The cut closes up, leaving sha’dia healed. Mostly. It seems that her entire midsection is of ghostly nature now. *I brought her to a one shot and she got bit in half now she’s sorta undead with a ghosty bit*
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She wipes her brow, exhaling in relief. "Well, you'll live it seems..."
She remains asleep, but Emma poofs into existence with an armful of snow. “Oh! You’re here!”
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"of course. So, how did you come to be in this town?"
"Yeah, thanks..."
“I moved here from northeastern lands and chose to stay, for there are many things to improve.”
Rio puts an arm around him and smiles reassuringly.
"A noble pursuit. I came here because I answered the call of my sister."
"Please dont touch me... I can't handle contact right now..." he says, scooting further away.
“Your sister?”
“Oh, I’m sorry.” He slides away.
"Yuki. She asked me to come run this quarter of this mini town."
"It's fine..." he says, sniffling and rubbing his arm.
“Yuki?”
“Okay. Just know that I wasn’t kidding. Anything you need to tell me, just tell me.”
"She runs the Aspen Cafe... She's hard to miss, She's the Mink Winter God, and also, a giant polar bear."
"If I wasn't trying to get sobre, I wouldn't care if he killed me..." he says under his breath.
“I hadn’t heard of such a place. Interesting. What do you mean by mink?”
“Don’t say that. You can do so much with your life. All you have to do is find a healthy way to deal with the pain.”
"It's a common term for Animal People. I am a fox, but I walk, talk, and think like a human."
"That's why I'm trying... But I don't know what to do... I've never... wanted something so bad that I wasn't able to just... buy with money, or give myself away for..."
"Oh. I had never heard such a term. Nothing I have read refers to such beings as separate from other humanoids."
"And what's that?"
"Well, it's like how theirs Orcs, and Dwarves... Elves. Mink."
"Not telling..." he says, huffing and pouting like a child. He's clearly got some issues.
"I see." They nod.
"Well... just know that I'm someone that you can trust in regard to needing to talk to people. I'm here for you however I can be."
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I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
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“Yuki?”
“Okay. Just know that I wasn’t kidding. Anything you need to tell me, just tell me.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Boink
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
“I care about him because he’s my friend, and next time you lie to me I am going to hit you. This is cheap wine, you’re drinking it to get drunk, you were stalking him, and admitted to such. I’m not someone to play with.”
He lays down with them, wrapping his arm comfortingly around them, kissing them.
He opens his mouth, biting down there, beginning to drain a slight bit of blood.
“I hadn’t heard of such a place. Interesting. What do you mean by mink?”
“Don’t say that. You can do so much with your life. All you have to do is find a healthy way to deal with the pain.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Thirteen is playing chess with Caramel.
Mauric is making his famed consommé.
Loriche is resetting her traps.
Riotan is fishing.
Eito is carefully carving something out of black stone.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*goooooood morning you lovely critters*
*salem can you reply*
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
"Oh. I had never heard such a term. Nothing I have read refers to such beings as separate from other humanoids."
"And what's that?"
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
It’s ok I was showering
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
She remains asleep, but Emma poofs into existence with an armful of snow. “Oh! You’re here!”
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*I'm alive?*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"I see." They nod.
"Well... just know that I'm someone that you can trust in regard to needing to talk to people. I'm here for you however I can be."
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.