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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]

Quite. ...You continue to make a good sentry. I... Ah...


...knew how it would bother the scared part of me, and wanted to watch what would happen. I ended up... surprising, myself. That fearless part didn't expect that I would...

_{[ ...outright go and ask muffin for help, in that state.]}

[electricflock]

That you would what?

[fall asleep??]

[finalbows]

...Sleeping beside you like that.

_{[ the sound of him shifting around, on his bed. Icon pose relevant.]}

I don't. Often. Do that, around anyone. Especially on purpose. It's no surprise, that my fearless half didn't mind, but for the rest...

...
Even yesterday I was thinking it was... nice. Drifting off, talking and listening to music like we were in the same room, without even having to think about all that. I wouldn't mind feeling like that more often.

[electricflock]

[chirps, oh]

I liked it too. And it's okay to keep the space that you're comfortable with. I won't take it personally, I'm already happy with what we got to do.

... Can I try something, though?

[finalbows]

_{[ angelcube's been predictably less expressive, as angie chose his words carefully to confess what he had. now it gets out the big ~? eyes. ]}

Mm?

[electricflock]

Mm. One minute.

[birbcube goes on mute!



and a few minutes later, say... about as long as it would take someone to fly from Daffodil to Rose? there's a whoosh of flapping wings and a scrabble of clawed feet landing on the roof above angie's window. the cube chirps back on volume.]

[finalbows]

_{[ the first thing he does is glance at that window, then.. consciously settle himself back down, into the same pose he'd arranged himself to when he'd answered the call. this. isn't all that different to before, he tells himself, as his gaze drifts around the ceiling at the spot he best guesses Muffin's at, right this moment. ]}

...Ah, my honored guest. Welcome to the barracks of the Rose Devil Army~. Do mind the sigil. _{[ their protective ward is probably pretty close to where he landed. ]}

[electricflock]

[little scratching sounds from the ceiling echoed by a rustle of feathers over the call as muffin puts some extra distance between him and the sigil.]

Thank you! You have a nice roof.

[finalbows]

It better be. We're up there enough. I don't like letting it get untidy. You'd be amazed at what you can do with just a few strong gales and water, well applied...

_{[ plus, it's something he can cheat at doing with magic instead of doing by hand. angie always jumps at the chance of that. really cuts down on the likelihood of pointed comments about chores to ignore. ]}

[electricflock]

[a light thump overhead. muffin's sat down.]

Might have cleanest roof in pasture if you're doing that. Ours just gets rained on.

[finalbows]

Hardly reliable! _{[ titter, titter. ]} It's only been how many days, since we even found out it COULD...?

[electricflock]

One week! Ish! Is not enough rain.

[finalbows]

Why, we could run out of lake, at such a rate!

_{[ never has angelcube looked more innocent & agog ]}

[electricflock]

[laughing,]

We can't run out! Is rain! The lake that's going up is coming back down.

[finalbows]

Hm, hm~. If you say so. The earth and the firmament must not truly be so different, after all.

...

_{[ ...Angel Devil picks up one of his pillows, and hugs it to his chest. His cube counterpart, in fact, squishes itself to Muffin's shoulder. Angie's cube is always very dynamic. His ease with it might have something to do with the fact that he can talk right into people's heads, if he wants. ]}

How are the stars? Are there very many, tonight?

[electricflock]

[muffin’s cube floats above angie’s bed, bobbing cheerfully in aimless loops around the bedposts. up on the roof, the angelcube gets a pat.]

There’s a ton! Is hard to see them sometimes when both moons are lit up, but is all really pretty tonight.

[finalbows]

Sometimes I wonder about their names, too. I've hardly seen any star charts around to offer an answer. What do you think? All named after ungulates, to a one?

[electricflock]

[chitters]

Save a few for predators!

[finalbows]

Heh, heh. Vital as they are. Those twin moons HAVE certainly always made me think of a pair of leering wolf's eyes...

[electricflock]

Well now I'm going to think of that. Full moons are bad luck at home.

[finalbows]

_{[ brightly, ]} Are they! It's different depending on which one's gone full, back on Gaia. The full blue moon is good. But the full red...

Like you said. Bad luck.

...Tell me more about yours~?

_{[ even chaos hadn't managed to kill his love of other worlds. ]}

[electricflock]

Um well, for one thing, we only have one moon. Is a white moon, but sometimes looks orange? Red is only during eclipses.

[finalbows]

One moon is considered the standard for growth, so... Not too surprised there. Gaia even wasn't meant to have two.

<sub>Wonder if something special happened in this world, too, to give it a second one...? One never does run out of things to speculate about, here...

[ even trying to lay down and rest, his thoughts Go and go. but. he's got something WAY MORE important to do that speculate rn. he's got something suggestive to whisper up to that cube. ]</sub>

A white moon does have its own unique charm~. A pure, sprawling canvas, receptive of any shade one might strike out upon it... I can imagine many, many things that can come of that.

[electricflock]

[muffin's cube runs into one of the pillars. thunk.]

Is pretty. But is um, still bad luck for reasons.

[finalbows]

_{[ sometimes bad can be good, he resists saying, because he did in fact very successfully reclaim his normal capacity to hold back during that ritual. instead. he helpfully sits up, one arm still holding a pillow to his chest, to gently pat that cube's #'d head. there there, buddy... (heheheheheheheheheheheh.) ]}

So~? What's the good advice, when that pale moon is bright, and round...?
Close your curtains, shut your eyes, and be very, very still and quiet, so the wickedness about won't get you...~?