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If fall asleep, fall asleep after have moved you to clean hot tub.
[could even he wish for higher praise to a job well done than quetzal dozing off]
[could even he wish for higher praise to a job well done than quetzal dozing off]
Deal.
[chitters]
Also, want to wash yourself? Or want me to do it?
[cause when he said he’d spoil quetzal, he meant it. he could scrub all his pretty long limbs and be happy about it.]
[chitters]
Also, want to wash yourself? Or want me to do it?
[cause when he said he’d spoil quetzal, he meant it. he could scrub all his pretty long limbs and be happy about it.]
[ the flash of surprise at the idea -- working over every part of him for him-- quickly gives way to a kind of giddy, fluttery anticipation.
and muffin can feel it . so there is immediately zero point in NOT saying yes. he would have said yes anyway. but he might toyed with him more about it first; made a show of considering his answer even though he'd made the snap YES decision as soon as he'd heard it.
emotionsharing out here ruining all of his cool mystique (positive) ]
..Ah~.
I really am getting spoiled today~.
Hahahahah... Be my guest. Show me... just how I ought to be treated, in your eyes.
and muffin can feel it . so there is immediately zero point in NOT saying yes. he would have said yes anyway. but he might toyed with him more about it first; made a show of considering his answer even though he'd made the snap YES decision as soon as he'd heard it.
emotionsharing out here ruining all of his cool mystique (positive) ]
..Ah~.
I really am getting spoiled today~.
Hahahahah... Be my guest. Show me... just how I ought to be treated, in your eyes.
Edited 2024-04-10 00:13 (UTC)
[sometime after Angie's heartgame concludes and he wakes, he will find a long blue feather tucked in his hair as a goodbye.
there is no special power caught in it. it is no more durable than an ordinary feather. but whenever he or anyone else touches it, they feel...a quiet, patient sense of hope. for better days. for relief. for answers. for a smile long longed for. the gentle, stubborn persistence of a bird trapped in a well, despite the hell of despair and grieving souls around her.
the emotion never fades from it, though it fluctuates -- sometimes stronger, sometimes weaker. if he ever thinks to magically analyze it in some way, he will realize that it doesn't actually have multiple uses, though. it's a single use memory where the use is already continuously in progress -- except that it's in linear time. it will take at least ten thousand years for it to finish running down.]
there is no special power caught in it. it is no more durable than an ordinary feather. but whenever he or anyone else touches it, they feel...a quiet, patient sense of hope. for better days. for relief. for answers. for a smile long longed for. the gentle, stubborn persistence of a bird trapped in a well, despite the hell of despair and grieving souls around her.
the emotion never fades from it, though it fluctuates -- sometimes stronger, sometimes weaker. if he ever thinks to magically analyze it in some way, he will realize that it doesn't actually have multiple uses, though. it's a single use memory where the use is already continuously in progress -- except that it's in linear time. it will take at least ten thousand years for it to finish running down.]
[slides a hand down quetzal's arm to his wrist, letting him feel how muffin enjoys the smooth slide of soapy skin, following the slender shape of his arm like the curves of a sculpture. he pauses to admire how much larger quetzal's hand is than his, and how elegant his fingers are, the sharp nails that add flourish to every line and titter.
muffin lifts his hand and kisses his fingertips.]
Like masterpiece.
muffin lifts his hand and kisses his fingertips.]
Like masterpiece.
[RING RING RING]
Quetzal! We're having pancakes at Daffodil, do you want to come over?
Quetzal! We're having pancakes at Daffodil, do you want to come over?
ffffuutempus fugit, breakfast time already! Yes! Sounds wonderful! Just a minute or ten, and I'll be about!
[ his voice is a little more pitch-y than usual but look! smiling!
that little problem where his magic goes haywire when he gets too emotional apparently also counts for happy butterflies, what bullshit ]
[ his voice is a little more pitch-y than usual but look! smiling!
that little problem where his magic goes haywire when he gets too emotional apparently also counts for happy butterflies, what bullshit ]
[wondering if he called in the middle of something... but hey! smiling! and a yes!
the muffin cube drifts after lingering holy sparkles :v :V :v]
Great! Will have plate ready for you.
the muffin cube drifts after lingering holy sparkles :v :V :v]
Great! Will have plate ready for you.
[So there you are, minding your own business, adrift in a skiff for the ??th day in a row. It's peaceful, and the waves gently rock your tiny craft from side to side like a cradle.]
[On the horizon you spot a dark "m" in the sky. It's hard to tell from this distance if it's a pelican, or a sea eagle, or maybe some kind of albatross? The slow and heavy beats of its wings suggest it's something huge.]
[The sun glints off the silhouette's back as it banks in your direction, and the tempo of its wing beats picks up several notches like it's suddenly stomped on the gas.]
[Oh... it's coming straight at you now, isn't it. Oh boy it sure is.]
[On the horizon you spot a dark "m" in the sky. It's hard to tell from this distance if it's a pelican, or a sea eagle, or maybe some kind of albatross? The slow and heavy beats of its wings suggest it's something huge.]
[The sun glints off the silhouette's back as it banks in your direction, and the tempo of its wing beats picks up several notches like it's suddenly stomped on the gas.]
[Oh... it's coming straight at you now, isn't it. Oh boy it sure is.]
[It's coming at you at top speed, so it's not long before you can see it is, in fact, a dragon -- something like this but covered head to toe in jet black scales, with red spines over its shoulders and flanks. Its leathery wings have yellow eye spots between each digit.]
YOU!!!
[It dives onto the end of the skiff, landing heavily enough that the bow dips fully under water and huge waves splash out to either side. Its claws are digging into the Protect orb, and you can be reasonably confident you'd probably be in its teeth if you hadn't put that up.]
HOW DARE YOU!!
[This dragon has a red collar and its voice sounds like Azdaja's. Who could this be? mystery]
YOU!!!
[It dives onto the end of the skiff, landing heavily enough that the bow dips fully under water and huge waves splash out to either side. Its claws are digging into the Protect orb, and you can be reasonably confident you'd probably be in its teeth if you hadn't put that up.]
HOW DARE YOU!!
[This dragon has a red collar and its voice sounds like Azdaja's. Who could this be? mystery]
[ you have a second to think wow she's beautiful soaring before the hit, and it's immediately straight into bravado ]
Oh?
And how dared I this time, exactly!
[ you say, as you are death gripping the rim of the boat, water freezing in a brand new iceberg around the two of you, before the boat can be totally flooded over with seawater ]
Oh?
And how dared I this time, exactly!
[ you say, as you are death gripping the rim of the boat, water freezing in a brand new iceberg around the two of you, before the boat can be totally flooded over with seawater ]
[Scraping her claws over the orb, as if she could peel little curling ribbons of it off the surface.]
You left!!! Without a trace!!!!
For days I have searched for you! Looked for your image in the fountain's reflection! Tried fishing for your soul!
You bastard!! You liar!!
You left!!! Without a trace!!!!
For days I have searched for you! Looked for your image in the fountain's reflection! Tried fishing for your soul!
You bastard!! You liar!!
What note!?
[she somehow sounds like she genuinely hadn't seen it, even while she's gnawing on the orb like she's trying to break it like an egg.]
[she somehow sounds like she genuinely hadn't seen it, even while she's gnawing on the orb like she's trying to break it like an egg.]
In a bottle. With some magic oomph to make sure it would get to shore in a timely manner. Couldn't use powers for a goodly while after that ritual, and by the time I could, oops, out of service range!
Would the savage heart be soothed to know I hated it the whole time? Oh, dear.... Or would she be beset by envy, to have missed it? Just look at me. I'm a mess, aren't~ I~?
[ you're freckly, as far from flowers and vanilla as you'll ever suffer yourself to be in your life, and extremely well-salted. if she busts that bubble it would be like eating fair food. it IS groaning and bending under the onslaught at least a bit, but it will probably hold firm until the exact moment the dream wants it to not. ]
Would the savage heart be soothed to know I hated it the whole time? Oh, dear.... Or would she be beset by envy, to have missed it? Just look at me. I'm a mess, aren't~ I~?
[ you're freckly, as far from flowers and vanilla as you'll ever suffer yourself to be in your life, and extremely well-salted. if she busts that bubble it would be like eating fair food. it IS groaning and bending under the onslaught at least a bit, but it will probably hold firm until the exact moment the dream wants it to not. ]
Edited 2024-06-06 03:20 (UTC)
[What ritual!!!!!!!!! Nobody fucking tells her anything!!]
[Angry, plaintive:]
But why? Why did you leave?!
You said you'd teach me! How am I supposed to live now, without that which you've promised me?! I'll kill you! I'll send us both to the bottom of the sea!
[Gripping the orb, she starts beating her wings, trying to wrench the boat from the ice.]
[Angry, plaintive:]
But why? Why did you leave?!
You said you'd teach me! How am I supposed to live now, without that which you've promised me?! I'll kill you! I'll send us both to the bottom of the sea!
[Gripping the orb, she starts beating her wings, trying to wrench the boat from the ice.]
What does it matter what I wish! I'm dreaming. You're still gone; I'm still searching. I hate that I still have the capacity to hope. I hate thatyou made me feel hopeful.
[There's a cracking, splintering noise as things start to give.]
I just, want, to stop hurting!
[CRACK,]
[There's a cracking, splintering noise as things start to give.]
I just, want, to stop hurting!
[CRACK,]
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