There isn't really a forehead there- his head just passes through the space where it should be, looking deeper into the abyss. The inky darkness is similar to the one wreathed around his skeleton, though rather than liquid, it's more of a miasma. "I don't quite understand it either." She starts- it almost sounds like her voice is coming from all around him at once. "I'm sure we'll figure it out, though. We have eternity, after all."
"Really? I didn't think I was that strong at all... though, I guess in a place like this where gods and demons and otherworldly beings are so common, it's hard to discern what counts as strength." She responds, a wide grin on her face as she looks up at the small handful of glow-in-the-dark star stickers on the ceiling.
He pulls back out of the miasma, leaning back with his smile, “How devastatingly interesting, I am going to have to do more research at a later date, and well, ironic what that requires considering we are both no longer mortal.” He laughs to himself.
“I should probably go, you have to rest and so do I, and you probably don’t want me to stay, so I’ll be going, if that’s cool with you.”
She laughs a bit as well, deciding to put her mask back on, the Artefact fitting back onto her face and almost fusing partway into the miasma. "Yes, it is rather ironic. We've all the time in the world to figure everything out." She takes another sip of her drink.
"...I mean, you can stay here for a little while if you want to." She responds. "If that's cool with you, of course."
He finishes up his own drink, leaning back once more, sighing “Such is the way of things, maybe we do more research tomorrow. At the moment I simply feel like being with you, and I feel like doing nothing else… strange, we can’t much kiss anymore, and yet I wish to, cruel fate.”
He stops himself from standing up, looking back to them, “I mean… I could stay for a little bit, sure.” He sits back down.
She puts her hands on their face, “Don’t say that, okay?”
She doesn’t break, a clawed hand grabbing them by the ear “Stop fightin’. Stop givin’ up.”
She looks down at them, kneeling “Oh, it’s ya!”
"I'm being honest, Camilla. I'm just a friendly guy, I have no idea what draws you to me."
"I.. I'm ashamed! I-I-I-I've never had a regret before, and now... I have one and it's one of the worst ones anybody could make.. I'm a warrior, I'm not supposed to regret choices."
Dexter coos, smiling and waving like a child does.
“That doesn’t matter, whatever your appeal is, it drew me in, and I’m still stuck.”
“Yer allowed ta have regrets, everyone has regrets, I would’ve spent all the time I had with Annabelle if I could go back, but I can’t, so I regret. Ya never know what’ll happen.”
She leans down to smile at them, waving back, “Where’s River?”
"Well, thank you."
"I.. I cant take it."
"Unfortunately, never far." he says with a sigh as he coalesces.
She gives him one more kiss, before hugging their face, “So… are we dating now?”
“Yer gonna have ta, cause I ain’t gonna let ya die until yer happy.”
She looks over to them and smiles, “Good ta see ya River, I was hopin’ I’d say ya.”
"I.. that's a little quick, huh?... I dont know yet.."
"Fine, i'm happy, fan-[GP]-splentastic."
"A pleasure, I suppose. Dexter, why have you come out this far?.."
She nods, a little sad, but understanding, “Yeah… I’m just… excited I suppose.”
She slaps him, “Oh shut it.” She continues walking them back to the orphanage.
“What do ya mean, ya suppose?” She picks up Dexter, holding them in her arms.
"I.. need to think about this, I'm sorry.."
He periodically fights her again, clawing at her and himself
"Normally when I see nightmare holders for the second time, i'm killing them."
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There isn't really a forehead there- his head just passes through the space where it should be, looking deeper into the abyss. The inky darkness is similar to the one wreathed around his skeleton, though rather than liquid, it's more of a miasma. "I don't quite understand it either." She starts- it almost sounds like her voice is coming from all around him at once. "I'm sure we'll figure it out, though. We have eternity, after all."
"Really? I didn't think I was that strong at all... though, I guess in a place like this where gods and demons and otherworldly beings are so common, it's hard to discern what counts as strength." She responds, a wide grin on her face as she looks up at the small handful of glow-in-the-dark star stickers on the ceiling.
He pulls back out of the miasma, leaning back with his smile, “How devastatingly interesting, I am going to have to do more research at a later date, and well, ironic what that requires considering we are both no longer mortal.” He laughs to himself.
“I should probably go, you have to rest and so do I, and you probably don’t want me to stay, so I’ll be going, if that’s cool with you.”
She laughs a bit as well, deciding to put her mask back on, the Artefact fitting back onto her face and almost fusing partway into the miasma. "Yes, it is rather ironic. We've all the time in the world to figure everything out." She takes another sip of her drink.
"...I mean, you can stay here for a little while if you want to." She responds. "If that's cool with you, of course."
He finishes up his own drink, leaning back once more, sighing “Such is the way of things, maybe we do more research tomorrow. At the moment I simply feel like being with you, and I feel like doing nothing else… strange, we can’t much kiss anymore, and yet I wish to, cruel fate.”
He stops himself from standing up, looking back to them, “I mean… I could stay for a little bit, sure.” He sits back down.
"That sounds like a good idea. For now, though, I'm also happy just being in your company." She thinks about his last sentence, her mask shifting to a frowning visage for a second. "...You're right, we can't really. I mean, while I have the mask on we sort of can... but it's just not the same."
"Cool." She grabs her star charts, planning on looking through them and chatting with Top until she falls asleep again. "So, if I may ask, how did you end up joining the Roundtable?"
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*I'll intro the Lunch Lord (Gummy Sukuna) tomorrow. His Gourmomancy specialty is a power called "Cockentrice," otherwise known as "Edible golems made of flesh and whatever else in the fridge and stitched into an absolute nightmare." Fun, right?*
She puts her hands on their face, “Don’t say that, okay?”
She doesn’t break, a clawed hand grabbing them by the ear “Stop fightin’. Stop givin’ up.”
She looks down at them, kneeling “Oh, it’s ya!”
"I'm being honest, Camilla. I'm just a friendly guy, I have no idea what draws you to me."
"I.. I'm ashamed! I-I-I-I've never had a regret before, and now... I have one and it's one of the worst ones anybody could make.. I'm a warrior, I'm not supposed to regret choices."
Dexter coos, smiling and waving like a child does.
“That doesn’t matter, whatever your appeal is, it drew me in, and I’m still stuck.”
“Yer allowed ta have regrets, everyone has regrets, I would’ve spent all the time I had with Annabelle if I could go back, but I can’t, so I regret. Ya never know what’ll happen.”
She leans down to smile at them, waving back, “Where’s River?”
"Well, thank you."
"I.. I cant take it."
"Unfortunately, never far." he says with a sigh as he coalesces.
She gives him one more kiss, before hugging their face, “So… are we dating now?”
“Yer gonna have ta, cause I ain’t gonna let ya die until yer happy.”
She looks over to them and smiles, “Good ta see ya River, I was hopin’ I’d say ya.”
"I.. that's a little quick, huh?... I dont know yet.."
"Fine, i'm happy, fan-[GP]-splentastic."
"A pleasure, I suppose. Dexter, why have you come out this far?.."
She nods, a little sad, but understanding, “Yeah… I’m just… excited I suppose.”
She slaps him, “Oh shut it.” She continues walking them back to the orphanage.
“What do ya mean, ya suppose?” She picks up Dexter, holding them in her arms.
"I.. need to think about this, I'm sorry.."
He periodically fights her again, clawing at her and himself
"Normally when I see nightmare holders for the second time, i'm killing them."
She nods, her face going blank as she stands up, “I’ll give you time to think, I should go.”
She lets them fight, but after clawing themselves she threatens to hurt him, just enough to stop him from fighting at all.
She tilts her head, a little concerned “But ya ain’t gonna kill me, are ya?”
There isn't really a forehead there- his head just passes through the space where it should be, looking deeper into the abyss. The inky darkness is similar to the one wreathed around his skeleton, though rather than liquid, it's more of a miasma. "I don't quite understand it either." She starts- it almost sounds like her voice is coming from all around him at once. "I'm sure we'll figure it out, though. We have eternity, after all."
"Really? I didn't think I was that strong at all... though, I guess in a place like this where gods and demons and otherworldly beings are so common, it's hard to discern what counts as strength." She responds, a wide grin on her face as she looks up at the small handful of glow-in-the-dark star stickers on the ceiling.
He pulls back out of the miasma, leaning back with his smile, “How devastatingly interesting, I am going to have to do more research at a later date, and well, ironic what that requires considering we are both no longer mortal.” He laughs to himself.
“I should probably go, you have to rest and so do I, and you probably don’t want me to stay, so I’ll be going, if that’s cool with you.”
She laughs a bit as well, deciding to put her mask back on, the Artefact fitting back onto her face and almost fusing partway into the miasma. "Yes, it is rather ironic. We've all the time in the world to figure everything out." She takes another sip of her drink.
"...I mean, you can stay here for a little while if you want to." She responds. "If that's cool with you, of course."
He finishes up his own drink, leaning back once more, sighing “Such is the way of things, maybe we do more research tomorrow. At the moment I simply feel like being with you, and I feel like doing nothing else… strange, we can’t much kiss anymore, and yet I wish to, cruel fate.”
He stops himself from standing up, looking back to them, “I mean… I could stay for a little bit, sure.” He sits back down.
"That sounds like a good idea. For now, though, I'm also happy just being in your company." She thinks about his last sentence, her mask shifting to a frowning visage for a second. "...You're right, we can't really. I mean, while I have the mask on we sort of can... but it's just not the same."
"Cool." She grabs her star charts, planning on looking through them and chatting with Top until she falls asleep again. "So, if I may ask, how did you end up joining the Roundtable?"
“There has to be some sort of compromise, and we will find that as well, though that I feel more like doing research now.” He says with a laugh, holding their hands before getting up, paying for their food.
“I was found by them while fighting a terrorist group that attacked my school, when you can run faster than most animals you get noticed I guess, especially when I have to break a bone to stop.” He shrugs, thinking about moving to sit on the bed with them.
She puts her hands on their face, “Don’t say that, okay?”
She doesn’t break, a clawed hand grabbing them by the ear “Stop fightin’. Stop givin’ up.”
She looks down at them, kneeling “Oh, it’s ya!”
"I'm being honest, Camilla. I'm just a friendly guy, I have no idea what draws you to me."
"I.. I'm ashamed! I-I-I-I've never had a regret before, and now... I have one and it's one of the worst ones anybody could make.. I'm a warrior, I'm not supposed to regret choices."
Dexter coos, smiling and waving like a child does.
“That doesn’t matter, whatever your appeal is, it drew me in, and I’m still stuck.”
“Yer allowed ta have regrets, everyone has regrets, I would’ve spent all the time I had with Annabelle if I could go back, but I can’t, so I regret. Ya never know what’ll happen.”
She leans down to smile at them, waving back, “Where’s River?”
"Well, thank you."
"I.. I cant take it."
"Unfortunately, never far." he says with a sigh as he coalesces.
She gives him one more kiss, before hugging their face, “So… are we dating now?”
“Yer gonna have ta, cause I ain’t gonna let ya die until yer happy.”
She looks over to them and smiles, “Good ta see ya River, I was hopin’ I’d say ya.”
"I.. that's a little quick, huh?... I dont know yet.."
"Fine, i'm happy, fan-[GP]-splentastic."
"A pleasure, I suppose. Dexter, why have you come out this far?.."
She nods, a little sad, but understanding, “Yeah… I’m just… excited I suppose.”
She slaps him, “Oh shut it.” She continues walking them back to the orphanage.
“What do ya mean, ya suppose?” She picks up Dexter, holding them in her arms.
"I.. need to think about this, I'm sorry.."
He periodically fights her again, clawing at her and himself
"Normally when I see nightmare holders for the second time, i'm killing them."
She nods, her face going blank as she stands up, “I’ll give you time to think, I should go.”
She lets them fight, but after clawing themselves she threatens to hurt him, just enough to stop him from fighting at all.
She tilts her head, a little concerned “But ya ain’t gonna kill me, are ya?”
"It's.. most likely yes, by the way.."
He sighs, dripping blood
"No, no reason to."
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She nods, taking her clipboard before beginning to walk back to her home.
She puts them down in their bed, “Leave again an’ I break yer legs, an’ if I ain’t here, Annabelle knows all her mother’s moves by heart.” She smiles, proud of her daughter.
She rocks the little nightmare, “Good, I’m a fast runner, an’ I ain’t get caught easy.”
She nods, taking her clipboard before beginning to walk back to her home.
She puts them down in their bed, “Leave again an’ I break yer legs, an’ if I ain’t here, Annabelle knows all her mother’s moves by heart.” She smiles, proud of her daughter.
She rocks the little nightmare, “Good, I’m a fast runner, an’ I ain’t get caught easy.”
*its alright.*
Dew sits there, pondering everything
"Yeah, I figured." he falls asleep pretty quickly
Dexter coos, red eyes blinking. "We've got your scent, no way you'd be getting away from us."
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She nods, taking her clipboard before beginning to walk back to her home.
She puts them down in their bed, “Leave again an’ I break yer legs, an’ if I ain’t here, Annabelle knows all her mother’s moves by heart.” She smiles, proud of her daughter.
She rocks the little nightmare, “Good, I’m a fast runner, an’ I ain’t get caught easy.”
*its alright.*
Dew sits there, pondering everything
"Yeah, I figured." he falls asleep pretty quickly
Dexter coos, red eyes blinking. "We've got your scent, no way you'd be getting away from us."
When she gets home, she stands in front of her bathroom mirror, cursing herself for coming on too strong, crying about almost ruining it with Dew, before going to bed.
She nods. Going to sit on her bed, sighing. (Good end.)
“That’s what ya would think, ain’t it?” She saunters over, grinning at them as she holds Dexter, “I got my ways, ya get yers.”
She nods, taking her clipboard before beginning to walk back to her home.
She puts them down in their bed, “Leave again an’ I break yer legs, an’ if I ain’t here, Annabelle knows all her mother’s moves by heart.” She smiles, proud of her daughter.
She rocks the little nightmare, “Good, I’m a fast runner, an’ I ain’t get caught easy.”
*its alright.*
Dew sits there, pondering everything
"Yeah, I figured." he falls asleep pretty quickly
Dexter coos, red eyes blinking. "We've got your scent, no way you'd be getting away from us."
When she gets home, she stands in front of her bathroom mirror, cursing herself for coming on too strong, crying about almost ruining it with Dew, before going to bed.
She nods. Going to sit on her bed, sighing. (Good end.)
“That’s what ya would think, ain’t it?” She saunters over, grinning at them as she holds Dexter, “I got my ways, ya get yers.”
Before she can get comfy, there's a knock at the door.
(indeed, your pick I think)
Dexter poofs and reappears in River's arms. "My ways have been perfected over twelve generations."
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She nods, taking her clipboard before beginning to walk back to her home.
She puts them down in their bed, “Leave again an’ I break yer legs, an’ if I ain’t here, Annabelle knows all her mother’s moves by heart.” She smiles, proud of her daughter.
She rocks the little nightmare, “Good, I’m a fast runner, an’ I ain’t get caught easy.”
*its alright.*
Dew sits there, pondering everything
"Yeah, I figured." he falls asleep pretty quickly
Dexter coos, red eyes blinking. "We've got your scent, no way you'd be getting away from us."
When she gets home, she stands in front of her bathroom mirror, cursing herself for coming on too strong, crying about almost ruining it with Dew, before going to bed.
She nods. Going to sit on her bed, sighing. (Good end.)
“That’s what ya would think, ain’t it?” She saunters over, grinning at them as she holds Dexter, “I got my ways, ya get yers.”
Before she can get comfy, there's a knock at the door.
(indeed, your pick I think)
Dexter poofs and reappears in River's arms. "My ways have been perfected over twelve generations."
*Actually, I picked Cyvus.*
She goes over to see who it is, cleaning up the smears on her make up from all of her crying, looking through the peep hole.
“Ain’t they? I seen more than that, an’ things ain’t go great fer them, but ya can try and catch this tail if ya like.” She winks with a smirk.
She nods, taking her clipboard before beginning to walk back to her home.
She puts them down in their bed, “Leave again an’ I break yer legs, an’ if I ain’t here, Annabelle knows all her mother’s moves by heart.” She smiles, proud of her daughter.
She rocks the little nightmare, “Good, I’m a fast runner, an’ I ain’t get caught easy.”
*its alright.*
Dew sits there, pondering everything
"Yeah, I figured." he falls asleep pretty quickly
Dexter coos, red eyes blinking. "We've got your scent, no way you'd be getting away from us."
When she gets home, she stands in front of her bathroom mirror, cursing herself for coming on too strong, crying about almost ruining it with Dew, before going to bed.
She nods. Going to sit on her bed, sighing. (Good end.)
“That’s what ya would think, ain’t it?” She saunters over, grinning at them as she holds Dexter, “I got my ways, ya get yers.”
Before she can get comfy, there's a knock at the door.
(indeed, your pick I think)
Dexter poofs and reappears in River's arms. "My ways have been perfected over twelve generations."
*Actually, I picked Cyvus.*
She goes over to see who it is, cleaning up the smears on her make up from all of her crying, looking through the peep hole.
“Ain’t they? I seen more than that, an’ things ain’t go great fer them, but ya can try and catch this tail if ya like.” She winks with a smirk.
*then I picked Moonshine.*
It's Dew, shifting his weight from hind to hind.
He blushes, absorbing Dexter and re-creating him to waddle off in a random direction. "...D-doesn't matter anyway, you steal, not kill."
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She nods, taking her clipboard before beginning to walk back to her home.
She puts them down in their bed, “Leave again an’ I break yer legs, an’ if I ain’t here, Annabelle knows all her mother’s moves by heart.” She smiles, proud of her daughter.
She rocks the little nightmare, “Good, I’m a fast runner, an’ I ain’t get caught easy.”
*its alright.*
Dew sits there, pondering everything
"Yeah, I figured." he falls asleep pretty quickly
Dexter coos, red eyes blinking. "We've got your scent, no way you'd be getting away from us."
When she gets home, she stands in front of her bathroom mirror, cursing herself for coming on too strong, crying about almost ruining it with Dew, before going to bed.
She nods. Going to sit on her bed, sighing. (Good end.)
“That’s what ya would think, ain’t it?” She saunters over, grinning at them as she holds Dexter, “I got my ways, ya get yers.”
Before she can get comfy, there's a knock at the door.
(indeed, your pick I think)
Dexter poofs and reappears in River's arms. "My ways have been perfected over twelve generations."
*Actually, I picked Cyvus.*
She goes over to see who it is, cleaning up the smears on her make up from all of her crying, looking through the peep hole.
“Ain’t they? I seen more than that, an’ things ain’t go great fer them, but ya can try and catch this tail if ya like.” She winks with a smirk.
*then I picked Moonshine.*
It's Dew, shifting his weight from hind to hind.
He blushes, absorbing Dexter and re-creating him to waddle off in a random direction. "...D-doesn't matter anyway, you steal, not kill."
*…[gp] Robin I guess.*
She looks up at them, opening the door a crack, “Dew?” She doesn’t want them to see her sorry state.
She cackles at their blush, reaching out a hand to put on the side of their face, “Oh am I gettin’ ya riled up, somethin’ fierce? Good.” She pats their cheek.
She nods, taking her clipboard before beginning to walk back to her home.
She puts them down in their bed, “Leave again an’ I break yer legs, an’ if I ain’t here, Annabelle knows all her mother’s moves by heart.” She smiles, proud of her daughter.
She rocks the little nightmare, “Good, I’m a fast runner, an’ I ain’t get caught easy.”
*its alright.*
Dew sits there, pondering everything
"Yeah, I figured." he falls asleep pretty quickly
Dexter coos, red eyes blinking. "We've got your scent, no way you'd be getting away from us."
When she gets home, she stands in front of her bathroom mirror, cursing herself for coming on too strong, crying about almost ruining it with Dew, before going to bed.
She nods. Going to sit on her bed, sighing. (Good end.)
“That’s what ya would think, ain’t it?” She saunters over, grinning at them as she holds Dexter, “I got my ways, ya get yers.”
Before she can get comfy, there's a knock at the door.
(indeed, your pick I think)
Dexter poofs and reappears in River's arms. "My ways have been perfected over twelve generations."
*Actually, I picked Cyvus.*
She goes over to see who it is, cleaning up the smears on her make up from all of her crying, looking through the peep hole.
“Ain’t they? I seen more than that, an’ things ain’t go great fer them, but ya can try and catch this tail if ya like.” She winks with a smirk.
*then I picked Moonshine.*
It's Dew, shifting his weight from hind to hind.
He blushes, absorbing Dexter and re-creating him to waddle off in a random direction. "...D-doesn't matter anyway, you steal, not kill."
*…[gp] Robin I guess.*
She looks up at them, opening the door a crack, “Dew?” She doesn’t want them to see her sorry state.
She cackles at their blush, reaching out a hand to put on the side of their face, “Oh am I gettin’ ya riled up, somethin’ fierce? Good.” She pats their cheek.
Robin has forgotten his meds, and is just laid out on the cold ground of the lab
"H-hey... I uhm... I wanna try, I do. it goes against everything ive ever done in my life, but... maybe it's time I try to actually have a relationship.
Her hand phases through him and he grumbles again, looking away. "w-whatever.."
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She nods, taking her clipboard before beginning to walk back to her home.
She puts them down in their bed, “Leave again an’ I break yer legs, an’ if I ain’t here, Annabelle knows all her mother’s moves by heart.” She smiles, proud of her daughter.
She rocks the little nightmare, “Good, I’m a fast runner, an’ I ain’t get caught easy.”
*its alright.*
Dew sits there, pondering everything
"Yeah, I figured." he falls asleep pretty quickly
Dexter coos, red eyes blinking. "We've got your scent, no way you'd be getting away from us."
When she gets home, she stands in front of her bathroom mirror, cursing herself for coming on too strong, crying about almost ruining it with Dew, before going to bed.
She nods. Going to sit on her bed, sighing. (Good end.)
“That’s what ya would think, ain’t it?” She saunters over, grinning at them as she holds Dexter, “I got my ways, ya get yers.”
Before she can get comfy, there's a knock at the door.
(indeed, your pick I think)
Dexter poofs and reappears in River's arms. "My ways have been perfected over twelve generations."
*Actually, I picked Cyvus.*
She goes over to see who it is, cleaning up the smears on her make up from all of her crying, looking through the peep hole.
“Ain’t they? I seen more than that, an’ things ain’t go great fer them, but ya can try and catch this tail if ya like.” She winks with a smirk.
*then I picked Moonshine.*
It's Dew, shifting his weight from hind to hind.
He blushes, absorbing Dexter and re-creating him to waddle off in a random direction. "...D-doesn't matter anyway, you steal, not kill."
*…[gp] Robin I guess.*
She looks up at them, opening the door a crack, “Dew?” She doesn’t want them to see her sorry state.
She cackles at their blush, reaching out a hand to put on the side of their face, “Oh am I gettin’ ya riled up, somethin’ fierce? Good.” She pats their cheek.
Robin has forgotten his meds, and is just laid out on the cold ground of the lab
"H-hey... I uhm... I wanna try, I do. it goes against everything ive ever done in my life, but... maybe it's time I try to actually have a relationship.
Her hand phases through him and he grumbles again, looking away. "w-whatever.."
Paracelsus walks into the lab, stepping around them perfectly and grabbing their meds.
She stops for a long time as they speak, trying to stop the tears that begin welling in her eyes, shaking them away, “O-okay… maybe we can… have a relationship.”
She puts her hands back on her hips, “How ‘bout I come visit ya? We can talk, I like yer lil Dexter, he’s a cute one, just like ya.”
She nods, taking her clipboard before beginning to walk back to her home.
She puts them down in their bed, “Leave again an’ I break yer legs, an’ if I ain’t here, Annabelle knows all her mother’s moves by heart.” She smiles, proud of her daughter.
She rocks the little nightmare, “Good, I’m a fast runner, an’ I ain’t get caught easy.”
*its alright.*
Dew sits there, pondering everything
"Yeah, I figured." he falls asleep pretty quickly
Dexter coos, red eyes blinking. "We've got your scent, no way you'd be getting away from us."
When she gets home, she stands in front of her bathroom mirror, cursing herself for coming on too strong, crying about almost ruining it with Dew, before going to bed.
She nods. Going to sit on her bed, sighing. (Good end.)
“That’s what ya would think, ain’t it?” She saunters over, grinning at them as she holds Dexter, “I got my ways, ya get yers.”
Before she can get comfy, there's a knock at the door.
(indeed, your pick I think)
Dexter poofs and reappears in River's arms. "My ways have been perfected over twelve generations."
*Actually, I picked Cyvus.*
She goes over to see who it is, cleaning up the smears on her make up from all of her crying, looking through the peep hole.
“Ain’t they? I seen more than that, an’ things ain’t go great fer them, but ya can try and catch this tail if ya like.” She winks with a smirk.
*then I picked Moonshine.*
It's Dew, shifting his weight from hind to hind.
He blushes, absorbing Dexter and re-creating him to waddle off in a random direction. "...D-doesn't matter anyway, you steal, not kill."
*…[gp] Robin I guess.*
She looks up at them, opening the door a crack, “Dew?” She doesn’t want them to see her sorry state.
She cackles at their blush, reaching out a hand to put on the side of their face, “Oh am I gettin’ ya riled up, somethin’ fierce? Good.” She pats their cheek.
Robin has forgotten his meds, and is just laid out on the cold ground of the lab
"H-hey... I uhm... I wanna try, I do. it goes against everything ive ever done in my life, but... maybe it's time I try to actually have a relationship.
Her hand phases through him and he grumbles again, looking away. "w-whatever.."
Paracelsus walks into the lab, stepping around them perfectly and grabbing their meds.
She stops for a long time as they speak, trying to stop the tears that begin welling in her eyes, shaking them away, “O-okay… maybe we can… have a relationship.”
She puts her hands back on her hips, “How ‘bout I come visit ya? We can talk, I like yer lil Dexter, he’s a cute one, just like ya.”
"Who are you?..."
"Can I come in?... I.. I want to be with you right now.."
"You may visit, of course. Though, my container is 1 part storage for killing supplies, 1 part tiny apartment."
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He finishes up his own drink, leaning back once more, sighing “Such is the way of things, maybe we do more research tomorrow. At the moment I simply feel like being with you, and I feel like doing nothing else… strange, we can’t much kiss anymore, and yet I wish to, cruel fate.”
He stops himself from standing up, looking back to them, “I mean… I could stay for a little bit, sure.” He sits back down.
"I.. need to think about this, I'm sorry.."
He periodically fights her again, clawing at her and himself
"Normally when I see nightmare holders for the second time, i'm killing them."
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"That sounds like a good idea. For now, though, I'm also happy just being in your company." She thinks about his last sentence, her mask shifting to a frowning visage for a second. "...You're right, we can't really. I mean, while I have the mask on we sort of can... but it's just not the same."
"Cool." She grabs her star charts, planning on looking through them and chatting with Top until she falls asleep again. "So, if I may ask, how did you end up joining the Roundtable?"
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*I'll intro the Lunch Lord (Gummy Sukuna) tomorrow. His Gourmomancy specialty is a power called "Cockentrice," otherwise known as "Edible golems made of flesh and whatever else in the fridge and stitched into an absolute nightmare." Fun, right?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
*goodnight all i will be on tomorrow if anyone needs to join a support group pm and ill add you to it*
fellow follower of JEFF!!!! and a fan of botw
Co-cult leader of the cynophobia cult
Archivist of the kingdoms and Crowns thread, Percy Jackson thread, and Mechanicus thread
She nods, her face going blank as she stands up, “I’ll give you time to think, I should go.”
She lets them fight, but after clawing themselves she threatens to hurt him, just enough to stop him from fighting at all.
She tilts her head, a little concerned “But ya ain’t gonna kill me, are ya?”
“There has to be some sort of compromise, and we will find that as well, though that I feel more like doing research now.” He says with a laugh, holding their hands before getting up, paying for their food.
“I was found by them while fighting a terrorist group that attacked my school, when you can run faster than most animals you get noticed I guess, especially when I have to break a bone to stop.” He shrugs, thinking about moving to sit on the bed with them.
"It's.. most likely yes, by the way.."
He sighs, dripping blood
"No, no reason to."
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*Cut for Salem, sorry for leaving.*
She nods, taking her clipboard before beginning to walk back to her home.
She puts them down in their bed, “Leave again an’ I break yer legs, an’ if I ain’t here, Annabelle knows all her mother’s moves by heart.” She smiles, proud of her daughter.
She rocks the little nightmare, “Good, I’m a fast runner, an’ I ain’t get caught easy.”
*its alright.*
Dew sits there, pondering everything
"Yeah, I figured." he falls asleep pretty quickly
Dexter coos, red eyes blinking. "We've got your scent, no way you'd be getting away from us."
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When she gets home, she stands in front of her bathroom mirror, cursing herself for coming on too strong, crying about almost ruining it with Dew, before going to bed.
She nods. Going to sit on her bed, sighing. (Good end.)
“That’s what ya would think, ain’t it?” She saunters over, grinning at them as she holds Dexter, “I got my ways, ya get yers.”
Before she can get comfy, there's a knock at the door.
(indeed, your pick I think)
Dexter poofs and reappears in River's arms. "My ways have been perfected over twelve generations."
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*Actually, I picked Cyvus.*
She goes over to see who it is, cleaning up the smears on her make up from all of her crying, looking through the peep hole.
“Ain’t they? I seen more than that, an’ things ain’t go great fer them, but ya can try and catch this tail if ya like.” She winks with a smirk.
*then I picked Moonshine.*
It's Dew, shifting his weight from hind to hind.
He blushes, absorbing Dexter and re-creating him to waddle off in a random direction. "...D-doesn't matter anyway, you steal, not kill."
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*…[gp] Robin I guess.*
She looks up at them, opening the door a crack, “Dew?” She doesn’t want them to see her sorry state.
She cackles at their blush, reaching out a hand to put on the side of their face, “Oh am I gettin’ ya riled up, somethin’ fierce? Good.” She pats their cheek.
Robin has forgotten his meds, and is just laid out on the cold ground of the lab
"H-hey... I uhm... I wanna try, I do. it goes against everything ive ever done in my life, but... maybe it's time I try to actually have a relationship.
Her hand phases through him and he grumbles again, looking away. "w-whatever.."
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Paracelsus walks into the lab, stepping around them perfectly and grabbing their meds.
She stops for a long time as they speak, trying to stop the tears that begin welling in her eyes, shaking them away, “O-okay… maybe we can… have a relationship.”
She puts her hands back on her hips, “How ‘bout I come visit ya? We can talk, I like yer lil Dexter, he’s a cute one, just like ya.”
"Who are you?..."
"Can I come in?... I.. I want to be with you right now.."
"You may visit, of course. Though, my container is 1 part storage for killing supplies, 1 part tiny apartment."
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*Cut for Salem.*
She shakes her head, while their mouth is opening providing the proper dosage of medicine, “Your doctor girlfriend.”
She nods, opening the door for them, though staying behind it, barely big enough for them.
“That ain’t nothin’ new, I had some real interestin’ places I’ve lived in befer. Now how ‘bout ya lead the way.”
He swallows it, blinking. "I see."
He squeezes through and finds a space large enough for him to lay down on the ground.
"This way." he takes them the way opposite the one he was facing.
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