She leads them back to the lab, setting up the game on the table, “Also, why are you naked?”
The sharpness in his eyes fades back to a calm contentment, “Okay.”
He looks at his hands, before smiling “I just did what you did, but somehow all mine went down.”
"I have underwear on... I think." he pulls the first piece
"They would tell me to cuddle them, or wash the dishes, or just tell them sweet nothings.." she says all this while running her claws through his hair
"You must've put a spin on it." he chuckles, going again, hitting 7 pins
She follows, playing and looking at them “You know you fell asleep in my arms last night?”
He sighs, thinking about her, leaning against her claws softly, “That sounds nice- not my thing, but nice.” He adds the last part quickly, as if the sentence would have ended with just the first.
They continue to play, happily enjoying their time with them, tossing the ball. Hitting 4 pin.
She leads them back to the lab, setting up the game on the table, “Also, why are you naked?”
The sharpness in his eyes fades back to a calm contentment, “Okay.”
He looks at his hands, before smiling “I just did what you did, but somehow all mine went down.”
"I have underwear on... I think." he pulls the first piece
"They would tell me to cuddle them, or wash the dishes, or just tell them sweet nothings.." she says all this while running her claws through his hair
"You must've put a spin on it." he chuckles, going again, hitting 7 pins
She follows, playing and looking at them “You know you fell asleep in my arms last night?”
He sighs, thinking about her, leaning against her claws softly, “That sounds nice- not my thing, but nice.” He adds the last part quickly, as if the sentence would have ended with just the first.
They continue to play, happily enjoying their time with them, tossing the ball. Hitting 5 pin.
"That's how I know your smell.."
"If you're sure, darling." she nips his ear again
"Not sure what went wrong there.." 3 pins.
“It was a whole thing, though it wasn’t at all unlikable.” She says, looking at them.
He shivers again, bristling with interest he didn’t know he had.
(Do you want to keep rolling each post? We could just say they play) “I’m still new to this, I think hitting any pins is nice, being with you is nice.”
She leads them back to the lab, setting up the game on the table, “Also, why are you naked?”
The sharpness in his eyes fades back to a calm contentment, “Okay.”
He looks at his hands, before smiling “I just did what you did, but somehow all mine went down.”
"I have underwear on... I think." he pulls the first piece
"They would tell me to cuddle them, or wash the dishes, or just tell them sweet nothings.." she says all this while running her claws through his hair
"You must've put a spin on it." he chuckles, going again, hitting 7 pins
She follows, playing and looking at them “You know you fell asleep in my arms last night?”
He sighs, thinking about her, leaning against her claws softly, “That sounds nice- not my thing, but nice.” He adds the last part quickly, as if the sentence would have ended with just the first.
They continue to play, happily enjoying their time with them, tossing the ball. Hitting 5 pin.
"That's how I know your smell.."
"If you're sure, darling." she nips his ear again
"Not sure what went wrong there.." 3 pins.
“It was a whole thing, though it wasn’t at all unlikable.” She says, looking at them.
He shivers again, bristling with interest he didn’t know he had.
(Do you want to keep rolling each post? We could just say they play) “I’m still new to this, I think hitting any pins is nice, being with you is nice.”
"So, you're Paracelsus?"
"Does that really feel that good?~" she chuckles, getting the other one
(fair) "Being with you is nice, too." he smiles "Want some food or something?"
She claps her hands together, “Yep, that’s me, doctor Paracelsus.”
He shivers once more, sighing softly “It… does apparently.” He looks to them, sipping his tea.
“Food? I could eat if you want to. Training got me a little hungry.”
*strumgling to think of any characters I have.. got it*
WIllow, a young sixteen year-old girl with a shaggy mop and boy-ish clothes and hazel eyes follows the wolf with her eyes, taking a break from tending to a massive plot of roses.
*sokay you’re tryin*
the wolf is sniffing the ground outside windows and doors, stopping for a moment to dig a hole in the grass
She follows, playing and looking at them “You know you fell asleep in my arms last night?”
He sighs, thinking about her, leaning against her claws softly, “That sounds nice- not my thing, but nice.” He adds the last part quickly, as if the sentence would have ended with just the first.
They continue to play, happily enjoying their time with them, tossing the ball. Hitting 4 pin.
*alr but ravens like 15 so adjust accordingly*
a small shaggy black wolf is scoping out the inn
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“It was a whole thing, though it wasn’t at all unlikable.” She says, looking at them.
He shivers again, bristling with interest he didn’t know he had.
(Do you want to keep rolling each post? We could just say they play) “I’m still new to this, I think hitting any pins is nice, being with you is nice.”
She claps her hands together, “Yep, that’s me, doctor Paracelsus.”
He shivers once more, sighing softly “It… does apparently.” He looks to them, sipping his tea.
“Food? I could eat if you want to. Training got me a little hungry.”
*sokay you’re tryin*
the wolf is sniffing the ground outside windows and doors, stopping for a moment to dig a hole in the grass
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*Cut for Salem.*
“If you can’t remember me that well you should take a bit of said medication. Yes I am.”
He doesn’t know how to react to all of this, so he just continues to drink his tea, “You’re very hot.”
He takes their hand, ready to be led to the stand.
“A doctor’s job is to make sure someone is okay, it’s the least I could do for letting me experiment on the medicine.”
“No no no, I’m a fire fighter, I’m used to being in hot places. I meant, you are very pretty, all three of you.”
“I don’t know, what’s a hotdog?” He asks, ordering just a water for himself to start, enjoying the game of bowling.
“Only a little, made a few things more potent, your memory should last a little longer now.”
He nods, putting down the now empty cup he had, once again sober.
He looks over to it, and looks confused for a moment, “Why- why’s it called a hotdog then?”
She continues to play, “I wouldn’t poison you or something, do you have a girlfriend? Or a boyfriend?”
He moves with her touch, humming along with them, closing his eyes.
He shakes his head “I think I’ll be okay, but thank you for the offer, love you.”