Amphitrite is creating a few jars of healing salve. She sits outside the tavern, her long body curled around a tree that she has slightly heated up so she doesn't be like slow.
Yuri is sitting on the roof of the tavern, fidgeting with her hair as she reads a book on basic mechanics.
Home is banging his head on the wall of the living room in the Guilt House, bored out of his mind.
Riotan walks outside with a fistful of eels, yawning and moving slowly and stiffly.
Mauric is pruning his tomato plants on the gable.
Loriche knocks on the door, grinning like a madman.
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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.
Amphitrite is creating a few jars of healing salve. She sits outside the tavern, her long body curled around a tree that she has slightly heated up so she doesn't be like slow.
Yuri is sitting on the roof of the tavern, fidgeting with her hair as she reads a book on basic mechanics.
Home is banging his head on the wall of the living room in the Guilt House, bored out of his mind.
Riotan walks outside with a fistful of eels, yawning and moving slowly and stiffly.
Mauric is pruning his tomato plants on the gable.
Loriche knocks on the door, grinning like a madman.
She watches, eyes narrowing "What are you doing?"
Yuri looks over, raising a brow "they're crying."
He opens it, looking tired "Yes?"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
“Yeah, I did. I can look like just about anyone, and I can also look like this!” He snaps his fingers again and his scales fall off once more, revealing thin air beneath it.
He panicks, looking around for the "cute guy who bought me a beer!"
Rio quickly reforms. “Calm down, calm down!”
Zephyr huffs, bapping them, leaving a note with a few choice words on it.
“I love a man with an extensive vocabulary.” He chuckles.
He sighs, leaning against them and purring deeply.
Rio leans back too, hugging him loosely.
He kisses their cheek shyly, somehow leaving another note.
All of Riotan’s runes flare a soft pink and he pulls off and examines the note.
It says something a bit explicit, but Rio doesn't get a chance to read it before Zephyr snatches it up and replaces it with another one reading "Whoops."
“You’re a strange guy, aren’t you?” He kisses Zephyr on the forehead casually and grins.
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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.
Amphitrite is creating a few jars of healing salve. She sits outside the tavern, her long body curled around a tree that she has slightly heated up so she doesn't be like slow.
Yuri is sitting on the roof of the tavern, fidgeting with her hair as she reads a book on basic mechanics.
Home is banging his head on the wall of the living room in the Guilt House, bored out of his mind.
Riotan walks outside with a fistful of eels, yawning and moving slowly and stiffly.
Mauric is pruning his tomato plants on the gable.
Loriche knocks on the door, grinning like a madman.
She watches, eyes narrowing "What are you doing?"
Yuri looks over, raising a brow "they're crying."
He opens it, looking tired "Yes?"
“Jus’ hanging out.” He mumbles, biting the head off of an eel.
“But it’s good for them.” He responds calmly. “You gotta clear away the dead stuff so the rest can keep going.”
Loriche is holding practically every weapon imaginable that she could carry. “Wanna destroy some stuff?”
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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.
“Nope. I just get to kill them in amusing ways.” Rio laughs as well.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“Anyone who goes after me end up helping me with my curse. Their flesh stops the hunger for a bit.”
Riotan walks outside with a fistful of eels, yawning and moving slowly and stiffly.
Mauric is pruning his tomato plants on the gable.
Loriche knocks on the door, grinning like a madman.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
He turns to her proper. “You got a cannibal-type curse? Neat.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Gon knocks on the door of the Guilt House, blood covers his knuckles as well as part of them seeming to be open.
She watches, eyes narrowing "What are you doing?"
Yuri looks over, raising a brow "they're crying."
He opens it, looking tired "Yes?"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
She drinks another, turning to him as well “It’s annoying sometimes with the never ending hunger, but with someone to talk to it gets bearable.”
Home opens it and tilts his head "Yo. You good?"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
“You’re a strange guy, aren’t you?” He kisses Zephyr on the forehead casually and grins.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
He tilts his head at the blushing “Good, I don’t think I’ve introduced myself. Count Dracula.”
He holds up the gun “My trusty pistol, keeps me safe when nothing else does.”
He smirks, taking a deep drag before blowing out a rough replica of Zephyr’s head.
He smiles, “Yeah I’m fine, why do you ask?” He walks inside “Is it only I’m here?”
“Jus’ hanging out.” He mumbles, biting the head off of an eel.
“But it’s good for them.” He responds calmly. “You gotta clear away the dead stuff so the rest can keep going.”
Loriche is holding practically every weapon imaginable that she could carry. “Wanna destroy some stuff?”
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. The blood." He points to Gon's knuckles.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
“Glad to hear I can give someone a hand then!”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
He shakes the hand, his cold, pale, and strong “That’s an interesting name. When do you want to let me feed?”
He holds onto it for a moment before letting him “Sure, please don’t shoot me.”
He laughs at the image, crossing his arms, smiling, signing to them “That is amazing, I haven’t seen anything that fun in a while.”