“Damian Alterious, a pleasure to meet you, a truly mean it. I hope you are eventually claimed as I have been. Do you mind helping me with a little moving?”
She holds tightly to them, getting onto her lap as she hugs them “Your brother sounds like a terrible person. Can I know what he looks like?” She asks them, looking deep into their eyes with a little sprinkle of an idea.
“Take all the time that you need, I have waited for forever already, I can wait a little longer.” She gets off of them, laying down next to them on the bed, holding their hand.
"W-well, uhm. That is true... My apologies, Yod." he flushes, rubbing his arm.
"I'm glad I could grace your life atleast a little bit. I care for you, truly." he smiles, kissing their forehead. "You've broken my monotonous cycle."
"I'm gonna tell him what I know, and he can figure out what to do with it. I don't really care if the guy gets caught or not."
“Pffft. Don’t apologize.”
“If I have been able to elevate another’s life, that is all I can ask.”
“You don’t?”
"Oh, alright. Uhm, I... Did you want to know those things, or could I just... honorably keep them to myself?..."
"Do you like books?" he asks suddenly, holding them and humming.
"No. I know where he's at now, so I give it two weeks. If Mauric cant bust his [GP] legally, I'm killing him. Not mauric, the tailor."
Yod shrugs. "Don't feel pressured to do so. I don't want you to be uncomfortable."
"Very. The record of past knowledge is our most important possession."
"Tailor...?" Now he's fully intrigued. "Wait. What did he look like."
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Yeah, but you don’t have to. I’m good if you don’t want to.*
*No I do. I wouldn't ask if I didn't want to.*
*Of course, sorry if I’m bugging you or anything. Can I give Malafasa someone to love? Pretty please?*
*Idk what'll happen with Ashi but that would be nice either way*
*Then here you go. Also, Milo kinda beat her to it*
Someone wearing some clothes built for the desert, a bandana and some loose cloth with sun kissed skin, rippling muscles, and what appear to be snakes curling around her body, her sharp green eyes looking around curiously, a spear in her hand.
“Damian Alterious, a pleasure to meet you, a truly mean it. I hope you are eventually claimed as I have been. Do you mind helping me with a little moving?”
She holds tightly to them, getting onto her lap as she hugs them “Your brother sounds like a terrible person. Can I know what he looks like?” She asks them, looking deep into their eyes with a little sprinkle of an idea.
“Take all the time that you need, I have waited for forever already, I can wait a little longer.” She gets off of them, laying down next to them on the bed, holding their hand.
"I do not mind at all." he says with a smile.
"He's around 6 marks long" she says, holding out her paws to show the length of a 'mark', about a foot. he has white fur, blue eyes, wears nothing, and has his mane braided. He, like me, has found pride in Human Jewelry." she says solemnly.
"I didn't mean it like that.." he says, crawling to them, whining. "I just... am not myself quite yet, and don't want to disappoint..."
He begins picking up crates and walking towards his house, more out towards the country part of the town.
“I’ll try to talk to them, if I can’t talk to them I’ll do whatever I can.” She says comfortingly to them, rubbing the side of their face.
“You couldn’t disappoint me if you tried, my love.” She says, smiling softly at them as her arms wrap around their waist “Anything you want to do, I would love to do. I can wait as long as you need for you to be at your best.”
"W-well, uhm. That is true... My apologies, Yod." he flushes, rubbing his arm.
"I'm glad I could grace your life atleast a little bit. I care for you, truly." he smiles, kissing their forehead. "You've broken my monotonous cycle."
"I'm gonna tell him what I know, and he can figure out what to do with it. I don't really care if the guy gets caught or not."
“Pffft. Don’t apologize.”
“If I have been able to elevate another’s life, that is all I can ask.”
“You don’t?”
"Oh, alright. Uhm, I... Did you want to know those things, or could I just... honorably keep them to myself?..."
"Do you like books?" he asks suddenly, holding them and humming.
"No. I know where he's at now, so I give it two weeks. If Mauric cant bust his [GP] legally, I'm killing him. Not mauric, the tailor."
Yod shrugs. "Don't feel pressured to do so. I don't want you to be uncomfortable."
"Very. The record of past knowledge is our most important possession."
"Tailor...?" Now he's fully intrigued. "Wait. What did he look like."
"Well, one day." he brushes it off. "Want to go to dinner?"
"Well, how would you like to read a book with me? I wrote it ages ago, and I think it's time for a second volume."
"Short, squat, voice like gravel. He's the guy who short changed me, remember? With the golden fabric? Almost killed me?"
He slings his bow over his shoulder. "Sure."
"Of course." They nod.
Rio looks a bit surprised. "Xavier? I thought I killed him. Bit his head in half."
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Yeah, but you don’t have to. I’m good if you don’t want to.*
*No I do. I wouldn't ask if I didn't want to.*
*Of course, sorry if I’m bugging you or anything. Can I give Malafasa someone to love? Pretty please?*
*Idk what'll happen with Ashi but that would be nice either way*
*Then here you go. Also, Milo kinda beat her to it*
Someone wearing some clothes built for the desert, a bandana and some loose cloth with sun kissed skin, rippling muscles, and what appear to be snakes curling around her body, her sharp green eyes looking around curiously, a spear in her hand.
*fair enough*
Malafasa is outside, whipping up winds as usual.
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Night dude, love you deeply, take care of yourself.*
"I meant from the average mortal in terms of ability. My shapechanging is beyond the level of mere alter selfs and polymorphs."
Malafasa's feathers bristle at the contact but she doesn't recoil or anything. "No, I'm alright..."
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*bye*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*blp*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*sleep well my lad*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*No I do. I wouldn't ask if I didn't want to.*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Cut for Salem*
“Damian Alterious, a pleasure to meet you, a truly mean it. I hope you are eventually claimed as I have been. Do you mind helping me with a little moving?”
She holds tightly to them, getting onto her lap as she hugs them “Your brother sounds like a terrible person. Can I know what he looks like?” She asks them, looking deep into their eyes with a little sprinkle of an idea.
“Take all the time that you need, I have waited for forever already, I can wait a little longer.” She gets off of them, laying down next to them on the bed, holding their hand.
Yod shrugs. "Don't feel pressured to do so. I don't want you to be uncomfortable."
"Very. The record of past knowledge is our most important possession."
"Tailor...?" Now he's fully intrigued. "Wait. What did he look like."
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Of course, sorry if I’m bugging you or anything. Can I give Malafasa someone to love? Pretty please?*
*Idk what'll happen with Ashi but that would be nice either way*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*bloop*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*Then here you go. Also, Milo kinda beat her to it*
Someone wearing some clothes built for the desert, a bandana and some loose cloth with sun kissed skin, rippling muscles, and what appear to be snakes curling around her body, her sharp green eyes looking around curiously, a spear in her hand.
He begins picking up crates and walking towards his house, more out towards the country part of the town.
“I’ll try to talk to them, if I can’t talk to them I’ll do whatever I can.” She says comfortingly to them, rubbing the side of their face.
“You couldn’t disappoint me if you tried, my love.” She says, smiling softly at them as her arms wrap around their waist “Anything you want to do, I would love to do. I can wait as long as you need for you to be at your best.”
*Whoops.*
He gives her a good handshake, smiling.
He slings his bow over his shoulder. "Sure."
"Of course." They nod.
Rio looks a bit surprised. "Xavier? I thought I killed him. Bit his head in half."
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*fair enough*
Malafasa is outside, whipping up winds as usual.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Another mechanical creature comes out from another pouch, this time a pouch on her fluffy mane
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.