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[finalbows]

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[ Angel Devil. ]
[  chatcube, or action. ]
[ if you're visiting the rose barn,
look for the door with the creepy bat-and-angel-wing sigil on it. Knock first! Or get zapped. ]

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[finalbows]

_{[ 'haven't seen him interacting with them' is some information, in and of itself. he sighs. ]}

Fine, fine. You'll have your apples. Swing by, I'll wait in the tree. Might as well take in some of the crisp air before it gets too sharpish.

[debug_mode]

All right.

[finalbows]

_{[ waiting, sitting up on a sturdy branch, making a green and a red apple dance around in a slow circle together in the air by lazily waving a fingertip. ]}

[debug_mode]

[She comes into view... no basket :( ]

Oh, can't even let me inside, huh?

[sighs...]

[finalbows]

Solid information gets an invite in. Juicy details gets a seat on our nice chaise.

Where are you cooking this, anyway?

_{[ floats the apples down to her... or rather, they come down to float by her, one appointed to hover by each shoulder. hey, neat, they're following her like MMO vanity pets. ]}

[debug_mode]

It's going to Daisy.

[she'll just take one in each hand, to be sure.]

And, I'm not a two-faced information broker. No more answers about Clover, or even that there's a lack of answers.

[finalbows]

Aw, principles. It's cute watching them sprout and grow.

...Careful you act too closely with a flock, of course, lest you plan on joining our ranks. I hear it's catching.

[debug_mode]

Nope.

[confidently! And she'll take the opportunity to leave, as the transaction is complete.]

🎀

[finalbows]

<sub>Once a tatterdemalion, always a tatterdemalion...

[calls after, ]</sub>
Give my regards to Miss Daisy.

_{[ / fin ]}

evening 46

[catposting]

[ this, but once others have cleared out from the fountain ]

Didn't think you'd stay out here.

[ Akrinak was already out and about before the big guy dumped everyone else on the grass. Angie may have caught him looking thoroughly entertained at the sight ]

Evening 46

[electricflock]

[It hasn’t been an hour yet. maybe a little over a half hour? far off enough from the appointed time to avoid “why didn’t you just wait?” and far enough from their split that he doesn’t look like he’s chasing after quetzal. hopefully.

really most of that time was spent working himself up to this call.

RING RING RING IT’S A CUBE]

[finalbows]

_{[ it takes a ring or so, before he picks up. Where is Quetzal...? There's no easy source of ambient noise behind him that make it immediately obvious.]}

Muffin?

[electricflock]

[he answers with a muffled chirp— there’s no secret where muffin is, this isn’t the first time he’s called with his face smushed into his pillow out of embarrassment]

Hi, Quetzal. Um. I had a question…



…two questions.

[finalbows]

Ask. You've ever my ear.

[electricflock]

[the cube drifts in circles, like even with the distance of a call it’s too shy to make eye contact]

Do… Did, um.

I have “lust” square on my card. If you want, do—

[pauses. corrects. an invitation, not a concession.]

Can we do that one?

1/2

[finalbows]

_{[ there's a delicately restrained air to angie that lasts right up until ]}

2/2

[finalbows]

Ohhh~, this is that kind of call.

Hmhmhmhmhm. Dare I say no to such opportunity? I'd dearly enjoy to witness the shape of the word, through your eyes...

[electricflock]

Is.

[is that kind of call///// a rustle over the line and the cube pivots to face angie, peeking up through its bangs. muffin's looked up from his pillow.]

I have memories with you and, um. About you. There's... options. Would be fun.

[finalbows]

Iiii want to see a fresh new memory about me.

_{[ his voice is susurrant, delighted - all leftover hints of the hitching melancholia he'd been fighting swept off. the table's been cleared. ]}

[electricflock]

[that tone sets his hackles bristling, but only in the best way. fight or flight or]




How... new?

[finalbows]

_{[ the little angelcube does its level best to embody the nefarious sparkle in his eyes ]}

One tells a story from chapter one, do they not? Or... maybe it would be fun to see something later, in media res, and make my own guesses...

Surely you'll detail whatever you've found particularly inspiring?

[electricflock]

Chapter one?

[what's chapter one? the first indecent thought he had about angel devil? which one was that??]

Have had um, lots of inspiration. At least.

[finalbows]

Chapter one! Or... if one has a struggle to find a beginning to the story... that tells tales, too ♡.

Re: evening 46

[finalbows]

_{[ sighs. ]} I had an idea, didn't work. ...And I'm tired of losing. I'm putting my back into this one. If someone reads my mind right now, it'll just be of whatever I'm about to show playing out in the water, anyway.

Re: evening 46

[catposting]

Huh. When was the last time Rose won?