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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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[electricflock]

[fortunately muffin interpreted “be there to let you in” as “come to the door.”

muffin’s in the same Bluebell sweater and Daffodil leggings he was wearing earlier, but his hair is damp now and he smells freshly lemony-minty

FLUTTERS AT THE DOOR]

Hi!?

[finalbows]

_{[ familiar soft hands cover Muffin's eyes.]}

Hi, stranger.

[electricflock]

[jumps, then laughs and touches his hands]

Hello yourself!

[finalbows]

_{[ presses a lil kiss to the crown of his head, and stops covering Muffin's eyes so he can hold his hands, instead. This is very much a Good Mood angie. ]}

I hear tell you've brought me a present.

[electricflock]

[purr purr PURR, tipping his head back to try and get another kiss]

Brought you two. Brought extra.

[finalbows]

_{[ he gets it, just for that. ]}

Then I doubly can't bear to wait another minute. Come on~.

_{[ he's quickly whirled the two of them away into his room. It's not much different-- another new notebook, more winter clothes visible in the dark of his closet. Little ornate boxes to keep trinkets safe. ]}

[electricflock]

[looks around happily anyways, sniffing at the lingering scent of make-ups and perfumes. he likes that it smells like quetzal here.]

Your room is still nice.

[finalbows]

It has room for... innovation~. But I'm quite comfortable here and no one's getting in anytime soon... lest they're su~pposed~ to.

_{[ bounces on his fancy bed as he sits down on it ]}

[electricflock]

[sits and sidles up next to him, Iiii~i'm supposed to be here~]

Privacy is very handsome furnishing.

[finalbows]

And one of our most prized commodities, around here...

_{[ obviously affected yawn. Big stretch, wherein he pulls the classic 'stretch right before you bring arm in around someone' move. ]}

What was I supposed to do next...? Cast a spell?

[electricflock]

[starts purring so hard that quetzal can probably feel muffin buzzing where he's cuddling up]

The water one!

[finalbows]

Ah, yes. The water one.

_{[ snaps his fingers. Sphere of fresh, cool, clear water, on command! This really is his most useful spell forget the setting things on fire with his mind.]}

[electricflock]

[reaches out to poke it, hee!]

Brought one memory that's from further ago, but um, is small. Safe for points, safe for anybody to see. Other memory... only only extra only for you to see.

[finalbows]

How thorough we are. Keeping the best morsel of all off the record, just for me~...

[electricflock]

[muffin doesn't have a crest, but the few feathers mixed through his hair poof up best they can. hackles up again, but very much still purring.]

All for you. Is all about you, after all.

[finalbows]

_{[ angel devil runs his eyes pointedly up and down muffin, lightly licks his lips, then murmurs, sotto voce, ]}

Then I want to see all of what's mine.

[electricflock]

[!

...!!


quickly pulls his bluebell sweater off and tosses it away in a rush before he can second-guess himself. he's got a tanktop underneath and the rest of his outfit still, but THAT'S GONE]

[finalbows]

<sub>[ muffin you are so cute he was encouraging you to show him the memory but he ain't saying no to a live showing

he rests a hand right at Muffin's fluttering heart. ]</sub>

Now that's much better. Don't go anywhere, anytime soon.

_{[ ...with that command, he brings the sphere of water close, to float in the space between their chests. He strokes the top of it, like it already contains something precious, by merit that it soon will. ]}

This way, I can keep an eye on both of you...

[electricflock]

[sometimes when you say something seductively, a guy feels seduced!!]

I'm right where I want to be.

Small one first?

[he holds up a coin to show, then carefully places it into the sphere...

It's a memory from a month ago. In fact, it's the memory of when they met. First chapter indeed.

Familiarity casts a different light on the memory— like Muffin wasn't laughing at Angel Devil there. That was delight! He liked the theatre of the bow! He still loves flourishes and wordplay today. Ah, but he was annoyed when Angel Devil told him to grow bigger eyes... Lucky thing he liked the game of two nicknames!

But those are old events. What is new is at the end, when Angel Devil makes his farewells and they split. It's a tiny moment, easy to miss without the live Muffin tittering and the memory's camera's angle, but...

As Angel Devil left, Muffin was looking a quick once-over behind him.]

[finalbows]

Huhuhuhuhuhu. Oh, look. Guess I've still got it.

_{[ reaches out to pet the water, like he's petting that closing shot of Muffin's hair. ]}

[electricflock]

[chitters]

Did you ever lose it? Were hot then. Are even more attractive now.

1/3

[finalbows]

I wonder what's changed in your perspective since then?

2/3

[finalbows]

_{[ draws a little circle on muffin's chest with his finger... ]}

...

3/4

[finalbows]

I really liked it, you know. How you made me feel more...


Like I was someone alive and living a life, again. This place is hardly "normal," but still. At first it was just these little ways...

4/4

[finalbows]

_{[ his hand fists in his shirt. smiles, with fang. ]}

...but I dare say we've escalated since then, in the ways you make me feel in touch with the blood singing in my veins...