He sputters, falling forward into their kisses, kissing them back, as much as he can manage.
She waits for them to make their move, watching them closely.
She remains silent for a very long time before shaking her head, “I’m sorry, but yer chance came an’ went Cyvus. I’ll help ya find someone, but I don’t think I could treat Edwin that way, not now at least.”
She giggles and holds them close, sighing contently
"Fold." she says, tossing her cards
He nods in understanding before standing up to leave, ashamed. "I know, and I have no right to ask anything of you anymore, not with.. Well, I must be off." he heads for the door.
He lets himself be held, sniffing them softly, enjoying the smell, “You are amazing.”
She smiles, tossing down a hand even worse than hers, “Yay!”
She catches them by the back of their shirt, “I ain’t gonna leave ya with yer own thoughts. Ya are gonna stay here fer the next few days, maybe weeks, I know ya ain’t gonna try nothin’ cause I trust ya.”
When the song is over, Felix looks down at Tim. "The gods of Honkachu. Beautiful, aren't they? They were people once. Ghosts, gods, kami, goryo, whatever you want to call them. They were alone, and they were angry. I was the first person in centuries to care for them. Would you like to help me? They'll teach us things in return."
He thinks about it for a moment before nodding “That was an amazing song… I’d be happy help you… if you’ll allow me to.”
"Thank you, Tim. I'll teach you their names first."
He pulls out a tiny pitcher, sized like a creamer jar for a strugel. It's designed to look like a hooded strugel holding a bowl on its back and wearing a spiral mask. "This is Abis, the River Daemon. It's the god of ice, snow, the sea, and death. It was a wizard who froze to death on the way to Honkachu, and it still hasn't forgiven us for ignoring it after it taught us its tricks."
He sets it down and pulls out a large spoon engraved with a very, very fat and fluffy horned strugel with spiral eyes, wearing no clothes at all. "This is Gorgiro, the Beast. He's the god of nature, spiders, alcohol, hair, and fat. He was killed by wild beasts while defending his family, and he hates the systems in Honkachu that put one family over another for reasons he deems arbitrary."
He sets the spoon down and pulls out a spice shaker shaped like a strugel in fine clothes, seemingly shaped out of spiraling metal. "And this is Volstadt, the Pitmaster. He's the god of community, fire, hospitality, and progress. He was sacrificed to the volcano when Honkachu was in its infancy. He hates being separated from his brothers, but Honkachu thinks the other two are too dangerous to worship in town."
He sputters, falling forward into their kisses, kissing them back, as much as he can manage.
She waits for them to make their move, watching them closely.
She remains silent for a very long time before shaking her head, “I’m sorry, but yer chance came an’ went Cyvus. I’ll help ya find someone, but I don’t think I could treat Edwin that way, not now at least.”
She giggles and holds them close, sighing contently
"Fold." she says, tossing her cards
He nods in understanding before standing up to leave, ashamed. "I know, and I have no right to ask anything of you anymore, not with.. Well, I must be off." he heads for the door.
He lets himself be held, sniffing them softly, enjoying the smell, “You are amazing.”
She smiles, tossing down a hand even worse than hers, “Yay!”
She catches them by the back of their shirt, “I ain’t gonna leave ya with yer own thoughts. Ya are gonna stay here fer the next few days, maybe weeks, I know ya ain’t gonna try nothin’ cause I trust ya.”
Lavender scented, odd. "No, you are."
She chuckles, sighing. "Gonna start lookin' for tells now."
"Let go of me, now." his voice is calm and cool, rather more of a suggestion than a demand. "I refuse to be housed in this place with you, a taken woman. It would dishonor me, as well as you."
“You laid the egg, there is nothing I can do to compare to that.” He says with a chuckle.
She begins to set up the next game, “Good luck, they are very hard to notice.”
“I ain’t care ‘bout yer honor, yer depressed, an’ I ain’t gonna go so ya can regret tellin’ me ‘bout yer love, an’ choose ta jump off a bridge ‘er some [gp]. Honor is bull[gp], yer stayin’. That’s final.” She demands, pulling them into a hug.
He sputters, falling forward into their kisses, kissing them back, as much as he can manage.
She waits for them to make their move, watching them closely.
She remains silent for a very long time before shaking her head, “I’m sorry, but yer chance came an’ went Cyvus. I’ll help ya find someone, but I don’t think I could treat Edwin that way, not now at least.”
She giggles and holds them close, sighing contently
"Fold." she says, tossing her cards
He nods in understanding before standing up to leave, ashamed. "I know, and I have no right to ask anything of you anymore, not with.. Well, I must be off." he heads for the door.
He lets himself be held, sniffing them softly, enjoying the smell, “You are amazing.”
She smiles, tossing down a hand even worse than hers, “Yay!”
She catches them by the back of their shirt, “I ain’t gonna leave ya with yer own thoughts. Ya are gonna stay here fer the next few days, maybe weeks, I know ya ain’t gonna try nothin’ cause I trust ya.”
Lavender scented, odd. "No, you are."
She chuckles, sighing. "Gonna start lookin' for tells now."
"Let go of me, now." his voice is calm and cool, rather more of a suggestion than a demand. "I refuse to be housed in this place with you, a taken woman. It would dishonor me, as well as you."
“You laid the egg, there is nothing I can do to compare to that.” He says with a chuckle.
She begins to set up the next game, “Good luck, they are very hard to notice.”
“I ain’t care ‘bout yer honor, yer depressed, an’ I ain’t gonna go so ya can regret tellin’ me ‘bout yer love, an’ choose ta jump off a bridge ‘er some [gp]. Honor is bull[gp], yer stayin’. That’s final.” She demands, pulling them into a hug.
"I will attest that is true."
"Yeah, yeah." she sticks her tongue out at them and looks at her cards
He grumbles and doesn't hug back
“And so you are the most amazing.”
She looks down to her own cards, coughing a little, still a bit sick.
She lets them go, getting up “I’ll get ya a spare bed.” She whistles, calling for Annabelle to see if she’s here.
“If there is, I’ll find it, and I’ll do it for you.”
She flips her cards over, leaning in to give them a kiss.
“Worried he might end up hurtin’ himself, so he’s gonna stay here a lil while, can ya do that fer me?”
"If you insist dear."
"No kissing in fivecard." She tosses a better hand out
"I'll get 'im a bed, I'll watch him, Mama."
He leans against her, wrapping his arms around her, nibbling on her shoulder.
She puts down a hand almost as bad as her first, “Okay, I won’t kiss you again.”
She lets go of Cyvus “I’ve got ‘em right now, but thank ya, sweetheart.” She smiles. (Do you think these two have slightly different accents?)
She lets him, rumbling deeply and emmiting heat.
"Ahh, that's your bluff tell." she snickers, taking a swig of the juice.
(i'd say very minisculely) Cyvus is not content with the thought of being cared for against his will and he sighs, lumbering off to sit in a corner. "I'll git the bed, mama." Anabelle declares as she goes off somewhere.
He nuzzles against the heat, sighing “Well… there is one way, but that can wait for a while, no need for that. You should rest, dear.”
She tilts her head, smirking softly “Really, do you think so? What is it?”
She nods, sitting next to Cyvus, shaking her head, “Ya know, it’s best fer ya if things happen this way. I’m gonna let ya rest, but if I hear a fraction o’ anythin’ ‘bout you hurtin’ yerself ‘er some [gp], I’m gonna be real mad.”
“If there is, I’ll find it, and I’ll do it for you.”
She flips her cards over, leaning in to give them a kiss.
“Worried he might end up hurtin’ himself, so he’s gonna stay here a lil while, can ya do that fer me?”
"If you insist dear."
"No kissing in fivecard." She tosses a better hand out
"I'll get 'im a bed, I'll watch him, Mama."
He leans against her, wrapping his arms around her, nibbling on her shoulder.
She puts down a hand almost as bad as her first, “Okay, I won’t kiss you again.”
She lets go of Cyvus “I’ve got ‘em right now, but thank ya, sweetheart.” She smiles. (Do you think these two have slightly different accents?)
She lets him, rumbling deeply and emmiting heat.
"Ahh, that's your bluff tell." she snickers, taking a swig of the juice.
(i'd say very minisculely) Cyvus is not content with the thought of being cared for against his will and he sighs, lumbering off to sit in a corner. "I'll git the bed, mama." Anabelle declares as she goes off somewhere.
He nuzzles against the heat, sighing “Well… there is one way, but that can wait for a while, no need for that. You should rest, dear.”
She tilts her head, smirking softly “Really, do you think so? What is it?”
She nods, sitting next to Cyvus, shaking her head, “Ya know, it’s best fer ya if things happen this way. I’m gonna let ya rest, but if I hear a fraction o’ anythin’ ‘bout you hurtin’ yerself ‘er some [gp], I’m gonna be real mad.”
"I'm inclined to agree." she yawns and holds him close
"Affection. next hand."
"I don't take well to imprisonment, you are a benevolent but wicked woman."
*Gtg soon.*
He holds them in his arms, letting them fall asleep there, kissing them before they do.
She begins serving up the next hand, “Maybe I just love you.”
“Well yer gonna have ta get used ta it, if yer gonna fall in love with a witch, it’s the least ya gotta expect.” She gets back up, sitting on her bed and watching them.
He lets himself be held, sniffing them softly, enjoying the smell, “You are amazing.”
She smiles, tossing down a hand even worse than hers, “Yay!”
She catches them by the back of their shirt, “I ain’t gonna leave ya with yer own thoughts. Ya are gonna stay here fer the next few days, maybe weeks, I know ya ain’t gonna try nothin’ cause I trust ya.”
*Love you and see you around.*
“You laid the egg, there is nothing I can do to compare to that.” He says with a chuckle.
She begins to set up the next game, “Good luck, they are very hard to notice.”
“I ain’t care ‘bout yer honor, yer depressed, an’ I ain’t gonna go so ya can regret tellin’ me ‘bout yer love, an’ choose ta jump off a bridge ‘er some [gp]. Honor is bull[gp], yer stayin’. That’s final.” She demands, pulling them into a hug.
“And so you are the most amazing.”
She looks down to her own cards, coughing a little, still a bit sick.
She lets them go, getting up “I’ll get ya a spare bed.” She whistles, calling for Annabelle to see if she’s here.
He holds the kiss for as long as he can manage, loving it.z
She takes a moment to think before nodding “Raise.” She replies, pushing a cup of juice forward.
“There’s somethin’ I need from ya! Get on over here!” She shouts back, holding Cyvus so he doesn’t just leave.
“If only I had some way to show you that I love you more.” He says, getting cozy next to them.
She looks over to their expression, trying to analyze it.
She gestures to Cyvus “Sweetheart, when I ain’t here ta wait this one, I’m gonna need ya ta handle it, understood?”
“If there is, I’ll find it, and I’ll do it for you.”
She flips her cards over, leaning in to give them a kiss.
“Worried he might end up hurtin’ himself, so he’s gonna stay here a lil while, can ya do that fer me?”
He leans against her, wrapping his arms around her, nibbling on her shoulder.
She puts down a hand almost as bad as her first, “Okay, I won’t kiss you again.”
She lets go of Cyvus “I’ve got ‘em right now, but thank ya, sweetheart.” She smiles. (Do you think these two have slightly different accents?)
He nuzzles against the heat, sighing “Well… there is one way, but that can wait for a while, no need for that. You should rest, dear.”
She tilts her head, smirking softly “Really, do you think so? What is it?”
She nods, sitting next to Cyvus, shaking her head, “Ya know, it’s best fer ya if things happen this way. I’m gonna let ya rest, but if I hear a fraction o’ anythin’ ‘bout you hurtin’ yerself ‘er some [gp], I’m gonna be real mad.”
*Gtg soon.*
He holds them in his arms, letting them fall asleep there, kissing them before they do.
She begins serving up the next hand, “Maybe I just love you.”
“Well yer gonna have ta get used ta it, if yer gonna fall in love with a witch, it’s the least ya gotta expect.” She gets back up, sitting on her bed and watching them.
*glory upon the whole of the earth*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.