He stays in her arms, “I would be happy to come with you. I can’t believe I controlled it, you’re the reason I was able to control myself there.”
She sees the same beautiful city everyone else does, Sanviento looks around “So this is where Damian decides to trap himself.” He casts Locate Person before beginning to walk in a direction.
*:3*
"I stopped bursting into flames when I went there only recently." She says, humming as she carries him to the cafe, a paw embedded in his hair.
She cant do much but follow him, stuck in her own head,
His hair carries sharks, but they don’t do anything other than harmlessly carry onto her, as she carries him “I… that’s amazing, do they have water there?”
Eventually they arrive at the building Damian is staying at, and Sanviento explains that to her, leading her to his room.
*assuming you meant sparks, but sharks is funny too.*
"Yeah, and a nice fire we can snuggle by, with recliners..." She chuckles, humming as she crosses the threshold into Aspen.
She stands before the door, holding her elbow in her paw, a bit nervous. "N-now... We go in?..."
*Unfortunately I meant sparks.*
“Yeah… snuggling sounds fun, and it sounds warm too. I almost died yesterday, so staying with you is all I want to do.” He says, his eyes glowing softly.
“I mean we have to knock.” He taps the door lightly in a rhythmic pattern, and the door swings open, Damian smiling “I knew you come Sanvientoooooo.” He notices Saphuno “Oh no.”
*d.mn.*
"Oh, what happened, dear?" She says softly, ordering a couple of drinks.
"Oh no is right, mister." She says, locking in and grabbing him under the shoulders, lifting him to her height and pinning him against the wall, a (non literal) fire in her eyes. "What in blazes were you thinking, leaving without even discussing it with me??"
“Some guy in a ship shot at me, then I don’t remember much, but when I came back I was in prison.”
He gives a nervous, charismatic smile “I was thinking I would be home by dinner and I didn’t want to worry the woman I love more than anything in the world?” Sanviento chuckles before politely taking a seat, opening his book.
"Oh, that's unfortunate. Wait, prison?! The hell'd you do?"
"Don't use your sickening charm on me, not right now, mister!" She grumbles softly, tears welling up in her eyes. "This was scary for me, especially because I thought we had fixed this problem! How the hell am I gonna raise a kid with you gone? How do you think I would feel if you died? You're everything to me..."
“I don’t know, everything went dark, and suddenly I had cuffs on, and not the- never mind.”
He raises a thumb to wipe away the tears “Don’t do that, I would never abandon my family, and definitely not my daughter. I wouldn’t leave her how my parents left me and Sanviento.” Sanviento looks up from his book “If it helps, we didn’t solve the problem, his condition is only worsening.” Damian proceeds to curse him out for snitching.
“I don’t know, everything went dark, and suddenly I had cuffs on, and not the- never mind.”
He raises a thumb to wipe away the tears “Don’t do that, I would never abandon my family, and definitely not my daughter. I wouldn’t leave her how my parents left me and Sanviento.” Sanviento looks up from his book “If it helps, we didn’t solve the problem, his condition is only worsening.” Damian proceeds to curse him out for snitching.
Mauric sits down with everyone, looking slightly worried. “Hey, does anyone want any frittatas?”
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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 don’t know, everything went dark, and suddenly I had cuffs on, and not the- never mind.”
He raises a thumb to wipe away the tears “Don’t do that, I would never abandon my family, and definitely not my daughter. I wouldn’t leave her how my parents left me and Sanviento.” Sanviento looks up from his book “If it helps, we didn’t solve the problem, his condition is only worsening.” Damian proceeds to curse him out for snitching.
Mauric sits down with everyone, looking slightly worried. “Hey, does anyone want any frittatas?”
Sanviento looks up from his book again “Don’t interfere, they need this, but I would love a frittata.” He smiles, “Sanviento Alterious, I don’t believe we have formally met.”
“I’m plenty fun!” He says indignantly, following her.
"Prove it to me, then" She says with a smirk, picking up the pace to see if he can keep up.
Riotan keeps up, his stride not changing but his body seemingly blurring as he moves. “How so?”
"Lighten up a little, maybe get a few drinks with me?"
“No shot. I can’t stomach anything tonight. And you’re kind of strange. You keep trying to hug me and now you’re trying to get alcohol in me? Strange.”
"It wasn't a hug, it was me trying to get you out of the alley before you catch cold. But, there's a strangeness to every god, isn't there?" She chuckles.
“Oh. Okay. So you- say what now?” Riotan stops suddenly.
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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 don’t know, everything went dark, and suddenly I had cuffs on, and not the- never mind.”
He raises a thumb to wipe away the tears “Don’t do that, I would never abandon my family, and definitely not my daughter. I wouldn’t leave her how my parents left me and Sanviento.” Sanviento looks up from his book “If it helps, we didn’t solve the problem, his condition is only worsening.” Damian proceeds to curse him out for snitching.
Mauric sits down with everyone, looking slightly worried. “Hey, does anyone want any frittatas?”
Sanviento looks up from his book again “Don’t interfere, they need this, but I would love a frittata.” He smiles, “Sanviento Alterious, I don’t believe we have formally met.”
“Oh, nice to formally meet you then! Mauric Tabrahain.” He goes in and comes back with a frying pan, cutting off and passing Sanviento a slice.
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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’m plenty fun!” He says indignantly, following her.
"Prove it to me, then" She says with a smirk, picking up the pace to see if he can keep up.
Riotan keeps up, his stride not changing but his body seemingly blurring as he moves. “How so?”
"Lighten up a little, maybe get a few drinks with me?"
“No shot. I can’t stomach anything tonight. And you’re kind of strange. You keep trying to hug me and now you’re trying to get alcohol in me? Strange.”
"It wasn't a hug, it was me trying to get you out of the alley before you catch cold. But, there's a strangeness to every god, isn't there?" She chuckles.
“Oh. Okay. So you- say what now?” Riotan stops suddenly.
She stops too, scoffing. "What's the problem this time?" She turns to face him, paws on her hips.
“You’re a god??!”
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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 don’t know, everything went dark, and suddenly I had cuffs on, and not the- never mind.”
He raises a thumb to wipe away the tears “Don’t do that, I would never abandon my family, and definitely not my daughter. I wouldn’t leave her how my parents left me and Sanviento.” Sanviento looks up from his book “If it helps, we didn’t solve the problem, his condition is only worsening.” Damian proceeds to curse him out for snitching.
Mauric sits down with everyone, looking slightly worried. “Hey, does anyone want any frittatas?”
Sanviento looks up from his book again “Don’t interfere, they need this, but I would love a frittata.” He smiles, “Sanviento Alterious, I don’t believe we have formally met.”
“Oh, nice to formally meet you then! Mauric Tabrahain.” He goes in and comes back with a frying pan, cutting off and passing Sanviento a slice.
“Yes, you’re my brother’s best friend right? Sorry for all of this, old mistakes and all that.” He begins to nibble at it, smiling softly “Your wedding was very beautiful by the way.”
“I don’t know, everything went dark, and suddenly I had cuffs on, and not the- never mind.”
He raises a thumb to wipe away the tears “Don’t do that, I would never abandon my family, and definitely not my daughter. I wouldn’t leave her how my parents left me and Sanviento.” Sanviento looks up from his book “If it helps, we didn’t solve the problem, his condition is only worsening.” Damian proceeds to curse him out for snitching.
Mauric sits down with everyone, looking slightly worried. “Hey, does anyone want any frittatas?”
Sanviento looks up from his book again “Don’t interfere, they need this, but I would love a frittata.” He smiles, “Sanviento Alterious, I don’t believe we have formally met.”
“Oh, nice to formally meet you then! Mauric Tabrahain.” He goes in and comes back with a frying pan, cutting off and passing Sanviento a slice.
“Yes, you’re my brother’s best friend right? Sorry for all of this, old mistakes and all that.” He begins to nibble at it, smiling softly “Your wedding was very beautiful by the way.”
“Thanks. I was trying to keep things simple and pleasant. And it’s not a huge deal, at least now that Nick’s here.”
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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 don’t know, everything went dark, and suddenly I had cuffs on, and not the- never mind.”
He raises a thumb to wipe away the tears “Don’t do that, I would never abandon my family, and definitely not my daughter. I wouldn’t leave her how my parents left me and Sanviento.” Sanviento looks up from his book “If it helps, we didn’t solve the problem, his condition is only worsening.” Damian proceeds to curse him out for snitching.
Mauric sits down with everyone, looking slightly worried. “Hey, does anyone want any frittatas?”
Sanviento looks up from his book again “Don’t interfere, they need this, but I would love a frittata.” He smiles, “Sanviento Alterious, I don’t believe we have formally met.”
“Oh, nice to formally meet you then! Mauric Tabrahain.” He goes in and comes back with a frying pan, cutting off and passing Sanviento a slice.
“Yes, you’re my brother’s best friend right? Sorry for all of this, old mistakes and all that.” He begins to nibble at it, smiling softly “Your wedding was very beautiful by the way.”
“Thanks. I was trying to keep things simple and pleasant. And it’s not a huge deal, at least now that Nick’s here.”
“Yeah, now there are two families in a foreign location where they have little to no control over what may happen next, and at least one may die. Yay.” He continues nibbling.
"So you're a protector? Huh. I guess I fall into that category as well. Although I'm more of a nurturer than a shield-bearer." He takes a sip then sets his cup down as well.
The chef hisses between his shark-like teeth. "Humbug. You will eat fish tonight. I will provide it, and you will appreciate our piscine friends."
"I have done every form of protection a person can do for the Royal Family. Though, I couldn't always keep that old man happy." He smiles, a bit of age rescinding as he thinks about times past.
"I am not hungry, sir." he spits out, grumbling softly.
"Yeah, aristocrats can be difficult to please. I grew up in the closest thing there was to a noble family in Honkachu, and they really didn't like my... well, anything. I imagine your king was at least a little better, though."
"Then you will dine when you are." He whispers, before backing off.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*hey baalze wanna rp?*
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 don’t know, everything went dark, and suddenly I had cuffs on, and not the- never mind.”
He raises a thumb to wipe away the tears “Don’t do that, I would never abandon my family, and definitely not my daughter. I wouldn’t leave her how my parents left me and Sanviento.” Sanviento looks up from his book “If it helps, we didn’t solve the problem, his condition is only worsening.” Damian proceeds to curse him out for snitching.
*Sure! I just brought in my old deep demon chef, Barbeau, if you'd like to play with him. I've also got Felix, as usual.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Mauric sits down with everyone, looking slightly worried. “Hey, does anyone want any frittatas?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Sanviento looks up from his book again “Don’t interfere, they need this, but I would love a frittata.” He smiles, “Sanviento Alterious, I don’t believe we have formally met.”
“Oh. Okay. So you- say what now?” Riotan stops suddenly.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*both are good*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“Oh, nice to formally meet you then! Mauric Tabrahain.” He goes in and comes back with a frying pan, cutting off and passing Sanviento a slice.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“You’re a god??!”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Im getting beat up in Buckshot Roulette.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
“Yes, you’re my brother’s best friend right? Sorry for all of this, old mistakes and all that.” He begins to nibble at it, smiling softly “Your wedding was very beautiful by the way.”
*when you posted this, for a second, we became the same person*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Thats crazy.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
“Thanks. I was trying to keep things simple and pleasant. And it’s not a huge deal, at least now that Nick’s here.”
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, now there are two families in a foreign location where they have little to no control over what may happen next, and at least one may die. Yay.” He continues nibbling.
"Yeah, aristocrats can be difficult to please. I grew up in the closest thing there was to a noble family in Honkachu, and they really didn't like my... well, anything. I imagine your king was at least a little better, though."
"Then you will dine when you are." He whispers, before backing off.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Felix is drinking an expensive espresso in the tavern.
Barbeau is at the docks, watching diligently as his chefs pick out fish.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.