[the fairy, according to mod word of god, is very stupid, so she kind of just chirps in a ditzy way and settles on yoru's head.]
... Better that she wasn't. [gideon mumbles.]
... Better that she wasn't. [gideon mumbles.]
[she's sitting by gideon, just leaning against her, head on her shoulder.]
[fetch good! he do good. she reaches to take the cup, and her eyes wander too far to her hands, and she gets. stuck, for a second. and then she takes the cup a little roughly, and swallows hard.]
Mmf.
Mmf.
[at some point, she very gently wraps her arm around harrow. her right arm. her left side is so fucked up.
the fairy chirps a little rerere and comes over to braid harrow's hair, and hex stretches to pat harrow gently.]
the fairy chirps a little rerere and comes over to braid harrow's hair, and hex stretches to pat harrow gently.]
[ i'm here late with starbucks (no)
but lin jingheng has been here, and he's mostly just been sitting facing the entryway to the home biome, his harpoon gun resting to his side. zhanlu plays a very soft lullaby from where he sits, unattached in his arm form off to the side while lin just. stares at the door quietly, frowning. ]
but lin jingheng has been here, and he's mostly just been sitting facing the entryway to the home biome, his harpoon gun resting to his side. zhanlu plays a very soft lullaby from where he sits, unattached in his arm form off to the side while lin just. stares at the door quietly, frowning. ]
Mm.
[ hello popcorn when did you get so fucking bold? lin jingheng pulls his legs up a little bit like don't crawl on me as popcorn squiggles about before he returns to just kind of draping his arms over his knees. lu bixing takes his hand and he looks over his shoulder at their injured gideon and thancred...
he looks like he wants to say something but doesn't. ]
[ hello popcorn when did you get so fucking bold? lin jingheng pulls his legs up a little bit like don't crawl on me as popcorn squiggles about before he returns to just kind of draping his arms over his knees. lu bixing takes his hand and he looks over his shoulder at their injured gideon and thancred...
he looks like he wants to say something but doesn't. ]
[ that's fine. yoru lowers his hands and settles in with his new friend - though he does pat at kon's head when he tips back fully to drop it there. ]
Hey. We're here now, right? So you're both going to be okay, and you're going to stay that way. [ flurry if you're dead tomorrow i'll eat you ]
Hey. We're here now, right? So you're both going to be okay, and you're going to stay that way. [ flurry if you're dead tomorrow i'll eat you ]
Idle hands are the devil's workshop.
[ he watches yoru toddle off to go check on their injured, folding his left arm across his body and rubbing his hand against his own side in lieu of the missing right arm. ]
Practice for when we get out of here and you have a bunch of us couch surfing in your neck of the multiverse.
[ he watches yoru toddle off to go check on their injured, folding his left arm across his body and rubbing his hand against his own side in lieu of the missing right arm. ]
Practice for when we get out of here and you have a bunch of us couch surfing in your neck of the multiverse.
[Anyway, here's Thancred! Did anybody change him out of his magical girl outfit or is he still just rocking a pair of cat ears and jingle bells on every layer of his clothes. Anyway, he is sleeping on one of the couches and Ryn is apparently glued to him, which makes it extra awkward that occasionally he mumbles something like your lovely tentacles and possibly the sunset as your next landscape. But y'know. Sleepily, so it's tough to make it all entirely out.
Fairyfilia is also hanging around! She can't talk, but she's fussy and worried about him. She will approve of anyone who also seems worried about him too!
If you want him when he's awake, he'll rouse after a while and probably ask for something to eat. He's ravenous, actually; you can probably hear his stomach growling if you listen long enough.]
Fairyfilia is also hanging around! She can't talk, but she's fussy and worried about him. She will approve of anyone who also seems worried about him too!
If you want him when he's awake, he'll rouse after a while and probably ask for something to eat. He's ravenous, actually; you can probably hear his stomach growling if you listen long enough.]
[she also has her dps attached to her so she can't really move, but she looks at him sadly across the room every so often.]
[ if this man fell asleep hungry, kon's pretty sure that he'd wake them all up even when they'd been knocked out by weird curfew knockout powers. listen to that stomach? he doesn't want anything to do with his weird sleeptalk, because it's probably better not to ask.
so he will offer him some omurice from the massive batch that he brought. a plate for the old man. ]
Here, man, before you decide to chew off a tentacle by mistake.
so he will offer him some omurice from the massive batch that he brought. a plate for the old man. ]
Here, man, before you decide to chew off a tentacle by mistake.
[ she wanders over, draping a blanket over his shoulders, and taking a seat next to him. bumps their shoulders together. ]
Your face is gonna freeze that way, silly.
[ nudges ]
Your face is gonna freeze that way, silly.
[ nudges ]
[hey guess what you made a big mistake tagging me because it means i can do this:
remember how thancred was dreaming a minute ago? SURPRISE HE'S NOT ASLEEP ANYMORE]
NAV!!
[and kind of thrashes like he's trying to lunge forward, white-faced, before slowly seeming to come around enough to realize where he is.]
remember how thancred was dreaming a minute ago? SURPRISE HE'S NOT ASLEEP ANYMORE]
NAV!!
[and kind of thrashes like he's trying to lunge forward, white-faced, before slowly seeming to come around enough to realize where he is.]
A little, probably.
[ as lu bixing sits, he moves to lean against the back of the couch instead, shifting his weight forward enough that he can half-perch on it. ]
But I'm not giving up on busting out of Hell, still. So I want something to look forward to.
[ as lu bixing sits, he moves to lean against the back of the couch instead, shifting his weight forward enough that he can half-perch on it. ]
But I'm not giving up on busting out of Hell, still. So I want something to look forward to.
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