She rubs her claws softly against their back, thinking as well before making a flourish, suddenly there are two tea cups in her hands “Tea?”
“Well, I am going to believe that it did happen. Though I didn’t know about that region of this plane until a few… well, a while ago.”
He raises an eyebrow curiously, his nose twitching from the kiss “You did? Who might they be?”
He nods softly, reaching out for the mug.
"They wouldn't speak of it with such reverance if it weren't true, I think. I'm told its one of the first instances of breaking free from the heteronormal in that area." he smiles, feeling proud of knowing something so... ancient.
"A new friend. Her name is Marie, and she is simply a pleasure. We are going to do a double bridal shower."
She pours some tea into their mug, somehow steaming as she gives them a soft, though mischievous smile.
“Ah, I didn’t expect a history lesson to be something I got on this adventure of ours, but you continue to pleasantly surprise me. Rarely do I learn anything anymore.” He says with a smile, “Are you hungry dear?”
“A double bridal shower? You two became friends quite quickly, I hope to meet them as well as their fiance some time soon. You know, you look absolutely perfect, the stars could not compare to your beauty.” He gives her another soft kiss.
"Thank you, for caring about me in any capacity. I'm not used to acquaintances."
"I learn something every day, what with all the people I meet... Hungry... Yes, I made sandwhiches for the first 2 days, if you'd like one." he says, reaching into a drawer. Frost eminates from it slightly, and he pulls out a wrapped package of paper.
"We just clicked, it seemed. You're buttering me up... you want something, don't you, love?"
“I understand the feeling, nor do I, most people either become subservient to me, or end up as meals, something about you… maybe that’s what drives me to treat you differently. Something… warm in my heart.”
“I suppose I would be willing to eat, a curious container you have there. I assume it is used to keep food from spoiling quickly?” He takes the package, taking a bite of the sandwich after unwrapping it.
“Buttering you up? If only. I don’t want anything you don’t want my love~” He says with a big toothy innocent smile.
She rubs her claws softly against their back, thinking as well before making a flourish, suddenly there are two tea cups in her hands “Tea?”
“Well, I am going to believe that it did happen. Though I didn’t know about that region of this plane until a few… well, a while ago.”
He raises an eyebrow curiously, his nose twitching from the kiss “You did? Who might they be?”
He nods softly, reaching out for the mug.
"They wouldn't speak of it with such reverance if it weren't true, I think. I'm told its one of the first instances of breaking free from the heteronormal in that area." he smiles, feeling proud of knowing something so... ancient.
"A new friend. Her name is Marie, and she is simply a pleasure. We are going to do a double bridal shower."
She pours some tea into their mug, somehow steaming as she gives them a soft, though mischievous smile.
“Ah, I didn’t expect a history lesson to be something I got on this adventure of ours, but you continue to pleasantly surprise me. Rarely do I learn anything anymore.” He says with a smile, “Are you hungry dear?”
“A double bridal shower? You two became friends quite quickly, I hope to meet them as well as their fiance some time soon. You know, you look absolutely perfect, the stars could not compare to your beauty.” He gives her another soft kiss.
"Thank you, for caring about me in any capacity. I'm not used to acquaintances."
"I learn something every day, what with all the people I meet... Hungry... Yes, I made sandwhiches for the first 2 days, if you'd like one." he says, reaching into a drawer. Frost eminates from it slightly, and he pulls out a wrapped package of paper.
"We just clicked, it seemed. You're buttering me up... you want something, don't you, love?"
“I understand the feeling, nor do I, most people either become subservient to me, or end up as meals, something about you… maybe that’s what drives me to treat you differently. Something… warm in my heart.”
“I suppose I would be willing to eat, a curious container you have there. I assume it is used to keep food from spoiling quickly?” He takes the package, taking a bite of the sandwich after unwrapping it.
“Buttering you up? If only. I don’t want anything you don’t want my love~” He says with a big toothy innocent smile.
"I think thats the tea" he says, chuckling and sipping his own.
"Arctic slime. Devised by my ex-partner. Keeps food for much longer than it usually would."
"You say that, but then grin like a Cheshire~" she chuckles, petting his head gently.
The tea is delicious, though he can notice that hers isn’t warm “I doubt it, but I wouldn’t know much about warm.” She rests a hand on their leg.
He drains the sandwich of its moisture before folding it up and swallowing it whole “Sounds ingenious.”
He chuckles with them, nuzzling against her chest “Ah, perhaps there is something hidden in my words.” He squeezes her sides softly.
Cyvus has liberated his country, and returns to Lord's Point victorious, and joined by his boisterous country men.
Omi is reshaping a tree.
Mac is writing symbols in a book, each one glowing a different color.
A strugel with red, stripey markings, a matching his apron and hat, and a pair of big, round glasses walks by, pushing a big mobile soda and ice cream stand. He stops when he sees Omi, squints, straightens his glasses, then blinks in surprise. "Didn't know that people knew that 'round here. Back at Honkachu, they used to know it, but they, uh, forgot 'bout it, I guess."
A strugel with red, stripey markings, a matching his apron and hat, and a pair of big, round glasses walks by, pushing a big mobile soda and ice cream stand. He stops when he sees Omi, squints, straightens his glasses, then blinks in surprise. "Didn't know that people knew that 'round here. Back at Honkachu, they used to know it, but they, uh, forgot 'bout it, I guess."
"Well, the people here in this circular area aren't really people." he chuckles, turning to them. "Greetings, traveller. My, you look familiar... Anyway. Me, my quadruplet sister, my younger sibling, and my quadruplet brother run this little area as Mink Gods of Weather. Welcome to Autumn." he smiles cheerfully.
"God, huh? Must be a tough job. Wanna soda?" He sets the cart down.
*Cut for Salem, if you want to I’m down. We probably shouldn’t make an infinite rp, just constantly adding characters again. Remember?*
“Despite being a Duchess… my life has been lavish and extravagant, parties and self indulgence, but I don’t want that. I want something… simple.”
“Cliff scaling? You have so many interesting stories honey, you should tell more of them, I want to know more about you.”
*I'll make it, and true.*
"My sister wanted that too, but she went about it the wrong way... story for another day, anyway- Uh, I do, as well... I just want to be happy."
"Well, Wuban... He was adventerous, loved that about him... But he got too careless, and he slipped. he fell 200 feet, flat onto his back..." his face turns a bit pale, and he leans against the wall. "it was the first time i'd been, just soaked in blood...."
“Went about it the wrong way? Another day, another day. You deserve to be happy, I wish I could help you be happy, but I likely cannot, and for that, I am deeply sorry.”
He raises an eyebrow “What do you mean the first time? There were others.” He gets up from the chair, hugging them “We need not talk about it any longer, we can simply do something else, whatever you would like to do.”
*Cut for Salem, if you want to I’m down. We probably shouldn’t make an infinite rp, just constantly adding characters again. Remember?*
“Despite being a Duchess… my life has been lavish and extravagant, parties and self indulgence, but I don’t want that. I want something… simple.”
“Cliff scaling? You have so many interesting stories honey, you should tell more of them, I want to know more about you.”
*I'll make it, and true.*
"My sister wanted that too, but she went about it the wrong way... story for another day, anyway- Uh, I do, as well... I just want to be happy."
"Well, Wuban... He was adventerous, loved that about him... But he got too careless, and he slipped. he fell 200 feet, flat onto his back..." his face turns a bit pale, and he leans against the wall. "it was the first time i'd been, just soaked in blood...."
“Went about it the wrong way? Another day, another day. You deserve to be happy, I wish I could help you be happy, but I likely cannot, and for that, I am deeply sorry.”
He raises an eyebrow “What do you mean the first time? There were others.” He gets up from the chair, hugging them “We need not talk about it any longer, we can simply do something else, whatever you would like to do.”
"Her father is something else... Anyway, uhm... you might not be able to help me, but whose to say until... we try?..."
He hugs back, sniffling. "I just... just h-hold me..."
She looks surprised once more, rubbing her hand against theirs, looking down meekly “If… if you want to try… I suppose that we must.” He can tell she is ecstatic.
He rubs their back “Of course, I’ll be here for you, as long as you want me to be.”
*Sure!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“I understand the feeling, nor do I, most people either become subservient to me, or end up as meals, something about you… maybe that’s what drives me to treat you differently. Something… warm in my heart.”
“I suppose I would be willing to eat, a curious container you have there. I assume it is used to keep food from spoiling quickly?” He takes the package, taking a bite of the sandwich after unwrapping it.
“Buttering you up? If only. I don’t want anything you don’t want my love~” He says with a big toothy innocent smile.
The tea is delicious, though he can notice that hers isn’t warm “I doubt it, but I wouldn’t know much about warm.” She rests a hand on their leg.
He drains the sandwich of its moisture before folding it up and swallowing it whole “Sounds ingenious.”
He chuckles with them, nuzzling against her chest “Ah, perhaps there is something hidden in my words.” He squeezes her sides softly.
A strugel with red, stripey markings, a matching his apron and hat, and a pair of big, round glasses walks by, pushing a big mobile soda and ice cream stand. He stops when he sees Omi, squints, straightens his glasses, then blinks in surprise. "Didn't know that people knew that 'round here. Back at Honkachu, they used to know it, but they, uh, forgot 'bout it, I guess."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Cut for Salem, if you want to I’m down. We probably shouldn’t make an infinite rp, just constantly adding characters again. Remember?*
“Despite being a Duchess… my life has been lavish and extravagant, parties and self indulgence, but I don’t want that. I want something… simple.”
“Cliff scaling? You have so many interesting stories honey, you should tell more of them, I want to know more about you.”
"God, huh? Must be a tough job. Wanna soda?" He sets the cart down.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“Went about it the wrong way? Another day, another day. You deserve to be happy, I wish I could help you be happy, but I likely cannot, and for that, I am deeply sorry.”
He raises an eyebrow “What do you mean the first time? There were others.” He gets up from the chair, hugging them “We need not talk about it any longer, we can simply do something else, whatever you would like to do.”
"Ah, cool." He nods, not letting this break his mental stride in the slightest. "I got ice cream if you can do dairy. Sherbet if ya can't."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
She looks surprised once more, rubbing her hand against theirs, looking down meekly “If… if you want to try… I suppose that we must.” He can tell she is ecstatic.
He rubs their back “Of course, I’ll be here for you, as long as you want me to be.”
"It's three copper, and one more for each topping you add." He pulls out a decently sized paper bowl and begins to scoop the mint chip ice cream.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels