"What troubles you? I think he has calmed down mostly."
"I'm worried about you." He nuzzles into their feathers.
"Oh Xan..." He cradles him close. You don't need to worry. I'm alright dear."
He closes his eyes and runs his hands through his hair "I need like ten blunts... or cocaine.. I don't know. I don't like this feeling..'
He continues to gently hold him. "That sadly not the thing that will fix this. I think you just need to process it. I will be right here loving you and holding you close while you do so."
He sighs and wipes tears from his eyes "I hate this feeling Armaros. I hate that I trust you so much that I am willing to leave myself in your hands. I've never been like that before.."
He looks into his eyes. "Alright. How can I help?"
"I wanna go back to your place.." He said quietly.
"What troubles you? I think he has calmed down mostly."
"I'm worried about you." He nuzzles into their feathers.
"Oh Xan..." He cradles him close. You don't need to worry. I'm alright dear."
He closes his eyes and runs his hands through his hair "I need like ten blunts... or cocaine.. I don't know. I don't like this feeling..'
He continues to gently hold him. "That sadly not the thing that will fix this. I think you just need to process it. I will be right here loving you and holding you close while you do so."
He sighs and wipes tears from his eyes "I hate this feeling Armaros. I hate that I trust you so much that I am willing to leave myself in your hands. I've never been like that before.."
He looks into his eyes. "Alright. How can I help?"
"I wanna go back to your place.." He said quietly.
"Alrighty dear." He pauses for a moment. "Would you like me to carry you again?"
"What troubles you? I think he has calmed down mostly."
"I'm worried about you." He nuzzles into their feathers.
"Oh Xan..." He cradles him close. You don't need to worry. I'm alright dear."
He closes his eyes and runs his hands through his hair "I need like ten blunts... or cocaine.. I don't know. I don't like this feeling..'
He continues to gently hold him. "That sadly not the thing that will fix this. I think you just need to process it. I will be right here loving you and holding you close while you do so."
He sighs and wipes tears from his eyes "I hate this feeling Armaros. I hate that I trust you so much that I am willing to leave myself in your hands. I've never been like that before.."
He looks into his eyes. "Alright. How can I help?"
"I wanna go back to your place.." He said quietly.
"Alrighty dear." He pauses for a moment. "Would you like me to carry you again?"
He nods and looks up at him "Please.. and thank you."
"What troubles you? I think he has calmed down mostly."
"I'm worried about you." He nuzzles into their feathers.
"Oh Xan..." He cradles him close. You don't need to worry. I'm alright dear."
He closes his eyes and runs his hands through his hair "I need like ten blunts... or cocaine.. I don't know. I don't like this feeling..'
He continues to gently hold him. "That sadly not the thing that will fix this. I think you just need to process it. I will be right here loving you and holding you close while you do so."
He sighs and wipes tears from his eyes "I hate this feeling Armaros. I hate that I trust you so much that I am willing to leave myself in your hands. I've never been like that before.."
He looks into his eyes. "Alright. How can I help?"
"I wanna go back to your place.." He said quietly.
"Alrighty dear." He pauses for a moment. "Would you like me to carry you again?"
He nods and looks up at him "Please.. and thank you."
He gently picks Xan up and wraps his feathery arms around him as they set off back to his manor.
"What troubles you? I think he has calmed down mostly."
"I'm worried about you." He nuzzles into their feathers.
"Oh Xan..." He cradles him close. You don't need to worry. I'm alright dear."
He closes his eyes and runs his hands through his hair "I need like ten blunts... or cocaine.. I don't know. I don't like this feeling..'
He continues to gently hold him. "That sadly not the thing that will fix this. I think you just need to process it. I will be right here loving you and holding you close while you do so."
He sighs and wipes tears from his eyes "I hate this feeling Armaros. I hate that I trust you so much that I am willing to leave myself in your hands. I've never been like that before.."
He looks into his eyes. "Alright. How can I help?"
"I wanna go back to your place.." He said quietly.
"Alrighty dear." He pauses for a moment. "Would you like me to carry you again?"
He nods and looks up at him "Please.. and thank you."
He gently picks Xan up and wraps his feathery arms around him as they set off back to his manor.
"What troubles you? I think he has calmed down mostly."
"I'm worried about you." He nuzzles into their feathers.
"Oh Xan..." He cradles him close. You don't need to worry. I'm alright dear."
He closes his eyes and runs his hands through his hair "I need like ten blunts... or cocaine.. I don't know. I don't like this feeling..'
He continues to gently hold him. "That sadly not the thing that will fix this. I think you just need to process it. I will be right here loving you and holding you close while you do so."
He sighs and wipes tears from his eyes "I hate this feeling Armaros. I hate that I trust you so much that I am willing to leave myself in your hands. I've never been like that before.."
He looks into his eyes. "Alright. How can I help?"
"I wanna go back to your place.." He said quietly.
"Alrighty dear." He pauses for a moment. "Would you like me to carry you again?"
He nods and looks up at him "Please.. and thank you."
He gently picks Xan up and wraps his feathery arms around him as they set off back to his manor.
"What troubles you? I think he has calmed down mostly."
"I'm worried about you." He nuzzles into their feathers.
"Oh Xan..." He cradles him close. You don't need to worry. I'm alright dear."
He closes his eyes and runs his hands through his hair "I need like ten blunts... or cocaine.. I don't know. I don't like this feeling..'
He continues to gently hold him. "That sadly not the thing that will fix this. I think you just need to process it. I will be right here loving you and holding you close while you do so."
He sighs and wipes tears from his eyes "I hate this feeling Armaros. I hate that I trust you so much that I am willing to leave myself in your hands. I've never been like that before.."
He looks into his eyes. "Alright. How can I help?"
"I wanna go back to your place.." He said quietly.
"Alrighty dear." He pauses for a moment. "Would you like me to carry you again?"
He nods and looks up at him "Please.. and thank you."
He gently picks Xan up and wraps his feathery arms around him as they set off back to his manor.
He nuzzles them and sighs "Sorry.. I'm weak.."
"No, you're very strong dear."
He sighs and wraps his arms around their neck, hugging them.
"I wanna go back to your place.." He said quietly.
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"A-alright.." he says, flushing red a bit. He picks them up and carries them to Gluttony. "There's a small pub near here." he says.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Alrighty dear." He pauses for a moment. "Would you like me to carry you again?"
Xan nods and wraps his arms around his neck.
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He nods and looks up at him "Please.. and thank you."
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He sets them down in a booth and then comes back with a few bottles. "Bottoms up?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He gently picks Xan up and wraps his feathery arms around him as they set off back to his manor.
He nods and knocks them back with little issue. After he is done about three, he moves over and sits in his lap. "Mnn.. Sorry. Im a needy *****"
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He nuzzles them and sighs "Sorry.. I'm weak.."
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"i-its f-fine." he says, very red. He takes a drink from a bottle.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He nuzzles against his chest and closes his eyes "I don't even know why you still care."
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"It wasn't me... I have another..." he sighs. "It's hard to talk about..."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"No, you're very strong dear."
He nods and sighs "I'm sorry."
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He sighs and wraps his arms around their neck, hugging them.
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*Announcement!!!*
*A Gladiatorial Game in the Arena will begin tomorrow at around 11:30 AM, US Eastern Time.*
*All who want to sign up, quote this!*
Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, Creator of the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!" >:3
"Honk."
"It's ok." he kisses their head. "It's my fault anyways." he says, downing a bottle
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*I'll make a gladiator for this!*
*ooooh!*
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*I would but unfortunately I have testing the next two days :/*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.