*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.
The winds hit her, but see seems to walk right through them, squinting at them as her clothes sway, her voice silky “Who… are you?”
"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."
"Where to?" he says, gesturing to them. "Your pick."
"Then, let's go. I've got tea brewed, and a fire by the recliner." he says, smiling.
He shakes his head. "Xavier's alive, and tall. And actually handsome. No, the guy in Heril that the dead guy told me about."
"I dunno. I'm new here."
Eito rouses themself from Omi's arms and begins heading for his house, the location now very well-known to them.
"Ohh. I guess I mixed him up. My bad. But who you're describing does sound familiar."
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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.
"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."
"Where to?" he says, gesturing to them. "Your pick."
"Then, let's go. I've got tea brewed, and a fire by the recliner." he says, smiling.
He shakes his head. "Xavier's alive, and tall. And actually handsome. No, the guy in Heril that the dead guy told me about."
"I dunno. I'm new here."
Eito rouses themself from Omi's arms and begins heading for his house, the location now very well-known to them.
"Ohh. I guess I mixed him up. My bad. But who you're describing does sound familiar."
"Then, let's walk till we find somewhere, hm?" he asks, hitting that🥺 👉 👈 as jobah would describe.
Omi follows behind, fixing a few animals who's behavior has gone astray as he walks.
*who ya thinkin'?* "Oh. I dunno, I just know what's gonna happen if he doesn't go to jail. He ends up in a hole, one way or the other."
"Sure." Yod begins walking back toward town, taking Cevin's hand in his.
Eito reaches the home and holds the door open for Omi before entering.
"...well screw justice. Better to just poison him and eat his colon in his weakest moment, just to show him he can still feel pain as acutely as before."
*Saphuno's brother, right? The one who tried to assault Rio and got his skull split? Or am I conflating two different guys?*
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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.
“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.”
Cevin hums, picking up and carrying what's needed of him.
"No, this is a family affair. I still have, mostly, the body of a man. Please, let me take care of it, my wonderous human.." she smiles, kissing them.
he lays on them, chirping. "I love you..." he says breathlessly. "I just want to lie here for now, in the arms of my loves."
The house they reach looks beautiful, well crafted, looking into a field of flowers that sway gently in the wind. He puts the crates in the back with his new garden.
She kisses them back “Oh really? I want to see it when I’m ready.” She says with a smile, laying back down on their lap.
“Think of this whole trip as a gift, the only thing I have other than my love for you.” She says, pressing them fully against her, smiling at them “Rest, and we will have all the time in the world to love each other later.”
*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.
The winds hit her, but see seems to walk right through them, squinting at them as her clothes sway, her voice silky “Who… are you?”
"Huh?" Mala ceases, hearing the voice over the loud gale, which quickly dies down. "Who are YOU?"
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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.
The winds hit her, but see seems to walk right through them, squinting at them as her clothes sway, her voice silky “Who… are you?”
"Huh?" Mala ceases, hearing the voice over the loud gale, which quickly dies down. "Who are YOU?"
“I am… someone who has been wandering for a long time. I have never met a bird woman, but you… are something indeed.” She says, looking closely at them.
“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.”
Cevin hums, picking up and carrying what's needed of him.
"No, this is a family affair. I still have, mostly, the body of a man. Please, let me take care of it, my wonderous human.." she smiles, kissing them.
he lays on them, chirping. "I love you..." he says breathlessly. "I just want to lie here for now, in the arms of my loves."
The house they reach looks beautiful, well crafted, looking into a field of flowers that sway gently in the wind. He puts the crates in the back with his new garden.
She kisses them back “Oh really? I want to see it when I’m ready.” She says with a smile, laying back down on their lap.
“Think of this whole trip as a gift, the only thing I have other than my love for you.” She says, pressing them fully against her, smiling at them “Rest, and we will have all the time in the world to love each other later.”
"Wow, it's wonderous..." he says, setting the crates down next to the ones Damian put down
"You'll be disappointed. I've not the parts anymore." she says, winking.
"Yes, my loves..." he says, nuzzling into her and chirping.
He sighs, looking out into the beautiful expansive of bliss “It’s all I could ever hope for, it’s my home now.”
She chuckles at that “I loved you before knowing what you used to be, it isn’t too disappointing.” She says with a smile.
Her eyes flit blood red, and her fangs suddenly sink into their neck, but they don’t drain anything, just providing them with the sensation, and the little tinge of pain.
"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."
"Where to?" he says, gesturing to them. "Your pick."
"Then, let's go. I've got tea brewed, and a fire by the recliner." he says, smiling.
He shakes his head. "Xavier's alive, and tall. And actually handsome. No, the guy in Heril that the dead guy told me about."
"I dunno. I'm new here."
Eito rouses themself from Omi's arms and begins heading for his house, the location now very well-known to them.
"Ohh. I guess I mixed him up. My bad. But who you're describing does sound familiar."
"Then, let's walk till we find somewhere, hm?" he asks, hitting that🥺 👉 👈 as jobah would describe.
Omi follows behind, fixing a few animals who's behavior has gone astray as he walks.
*who ya thinkin'?* "Oh. I dunno, I just know what's gonna happen if he doesn't go to jail. He ends up in a hole, one way or the other."
"Sure." Yod begins walking back toward town, taking Cevin's hand in his.
Eito reaches the home and holds the door open for Omi before entering.
"...well screw justice. Better to just poison him and eat his colon in his weakest moment, just to show him he can still feel pain as acutely as before."
*Saphuno's brother, right? The one who tried to assault Rio and got his skull split? Or am I conflating two different guys?*
Cevin squeals internally, flushing softly as he walks with them, humming.
"Thank you, Your Radiance~" he says, smiling and kissing them as he walks by. He heads to the recliner, getting the book he spoke of.
"No, I want to make him feel it... To watch as I burn his flesh. Anyway, what's up with you? Still married?"
*Xavier is Saphuno's brother, yeah, but I don't have a character that fits this desc yet.*
Soon they reach a more populated cluster of buildings and Yod begins looking around for nice places to dine together.
Eito follows and sits crosslegged beside them on the floor.
Rio shakes his head. "No, actually. Though that's mostly because I haven't married him yet."
*huh. i guess i'm misremembering something*
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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.
The winds hit her, but see seems to walk right through them, squinting at them as her clothes sway, her voice silky “Who… are you?”
"Huh?" Mala ceases, hearing the voice over the loud gale, which quickly dies down. "Who are YOU?"
“I am… someone who has been wandering for a long time. I have never met a bird woman, but you… are something indeed.” She says, looking closely at them.
"And what's that supposed to mean, exactly?"
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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.
“I think you don’t need any more for now, what you’ve done is thanks enough. Would you like anything? I’m a decent cook, no matter what my daughter tells me.”
She chuckles, breaking out of their grasp and putting them into the hold, kissing them on the forehead.
He begins to feel sleepy as she looks deeply into his eyes, after he falls asleep, she takes her fangs out of them and begins to read, waiting for them to awaken.
*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.
The winds hit her, but see seems to walk right through them, squinting at them as her clothes sway, her voice silky “Who… are you?”
"Huh?" Mala ceases, hearing the voice over the loud gale, which quickly dies down. "Who are YOU?"
“I am… someone who has been wandering for a long time. I have never met a bird woman, but you… are something indeed.” She says, looking closely at them.
"And what's that supposed to mean, exactly?"
“Beauty, grace, the embodiment of the wind itself. You have me admiring you as if you were a work of art.” She says rather bluntly.
The winds hit her, but see seems to walk right through them, squinting at them as her clothes sway, her voice silky “Who… are you?”
"I dunno. I'm new here."
Eito rouses themself from Omi's arms and begins heading for his house, the location now very well-known to them.
"Ohh. I guess I mixed him up. My bad. But who you're describing does sound familiar."
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*weĺp gtg soon and on mobile :p*
Sig but long ^w^
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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.
"Sure." Yod begins walking back toward town, taking Cevin's hand in his.
Eito reaches the home and holds the door open for Omi before entering.
"...well screw justice. Better to just poison him and eat his colon in his weakest moment, just to show him he can still feel pain as acutely as before."
*Saphuno's brother, right? The one who tried to assault Rio and got his skull split? Or am I conflating two different guys?*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
The house they reach looks beautiful, well crafted, looking into a field of flowers that sway gently in the wind. He puts the crates in the back with his new garden.
She kisses them back “Oh really? I want to see it when I’m ready.” She says with a smile, laying back down on their lap.
“Think of this whole trip as a gift, the only thing I have other than my love for you.” She says, pressing them fully against her, smiling at them “Rest, and we will have all the time in the world to love each other later.”
"Huh?" Mala ceases, hearing the voice over the loud gale, which quickly dies down. "Who are YOU?"
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“I am… someone who has been wandering for a long time. I have never met a bird woman, but you… are something indeed.” She says, looking closely at them.
He sighs, looking out into the beautiful expansive of bliss “It’s all I could ever hope for, it’s my home now.”
She chuckles at that “I loved you before knowing what you used to be, it isn’t too disappointing.” She says with a smile.
Her eyes flit blood red, and her fangs suddenly sink into their neck, but they don’t drain anything, just providing them with the sensation, and the little tinge of pain.
Soon they reach a more populated cluster of buildings and Yod begins looking around for nice places to dine together.
Eito follows and sits crosslegged beside them on the floor.
Rio shakes his head. "No, actually. Though that's mostly because I haven't married him yet."
*huh. i guess i'm misremembering something*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"And what's that supposed to mean, exactly?"
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.*
“I think you don’t need any more for now, what you’ve done is thanks enough. Would you like anything? I’m a decent cook, no matter what my daughter tells me.”
She chuckles, breaking out of their grasp and putting them into the hold, kissing them on the forehead.
He begins to feel sleepy as she looks deeply into his eyes, after he falls asleep, she takes her fangs out of them and begins to read, waiting for them to awaken.
“Beauty, grace, the embodiment of the wind itself. You have me admiring you as if you were a work of art.” She says rather bluntly.