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Ugh... my head hurts.. what's going on? You're... me... no. No I remember you. Sorry I think I just had the craziest hallucinations ever.

- @ask-yhs-grian

You're all good bub. You doing okay?

Yeah, I... I think. Just feeling weird. I... last thing I remember was a bunch of wings and eyes and stuff. Then everything got all fuzzy.

I think I'm okay now.

Oh that's.. something, yeah. I'm glad you're okay now.

Somthing to do with that stupid age ray or something.

I'm glad I'm okay now too.

Ugh... do you know the watcher stuff?

I do, kinda. My old- past?- server was being messed with by Them.

They're pretty fun to steal from, left clay out in the open actually.

Well, They obsidianed my chests.

But yeah, I know of 'em.

I see, yeah I'd heard from nearly everyone They sucked. I don't think They messed with me but They're related?

#at least its done now

Ugh... my head hurts.. what's going on? You're... me... no. No I remember you. Sorry I think I just had the craziest hallucinations ever.

- @ask-yhs-grian

You're all good bub. You doing okay?

Yeah, I... I think. Just feeling weird. I... last thing I remember was a bunch of wings and eyes and stuff. Then everything got all fuzzy.

I think I'm okay now.

Oh that's.. something, yeah. I'm glad you're okay now.

#yeah i have an ap test to do right now

Somthing to do with that stupid age ray or something.

I'm glad I'm okay now too.

Ugh... do you know the watcher stuff?

Ugh... my head hurts.. what's going on? You're... me... no. No I remember you. Sorry I think I just had the craziest hallucinations ever.

- @ask-yhs-grian

You're all good bub. You doing okay?

#ask evo grian #evo!g answers #oop #happens to the best of us

Yeah, I... I think. Just feeling weird. I... last thing I remember was a bunch of wings and eyes and stuff. Then everything got all fuzzy.

I think I'm okay now.

Hey your back to normal!

I- I guess I am? Gods- augh- my head feels like I've been hit by a truck.

#ask yhs grian #anon

Uh- the tall god lady brought me here? She said you wanted to see me, and that you were you from a little after the you I know? So probably the you from right after me?

*He trails off when he sees his friend's state. He walks over and crouches down by his friend.*

What... happened? Where did your moth wings go?

@ask-yhs-taurtis

*Grian was asleep. He blearily blinks up at Taurtis, his once brown eyes purple. Before smiling brightly and leaning up to hug Taurtis. Hes sickly warm.*

Oh- Taurtis- finally someone I know!

*He lets go of Taurtis, sitting upright, wings perked up.*

Sorry, sorry. I should ask before I do something like that.

Oh- uhm- my wings are a... long story. Very long story.

I'll be honest. I think younger me would write me off completely as some creepy weirdo and ignore everything I said.

You do look... different. I don't know if I'd trust a guy in wizard robes that I didn't recognize either.

I think I would believe I had finally lost it. Snapped. Coulda pushed me over the edge, depending on when it was.

But like- durring Evo, I had these dreams where I was running from an evil, glowing version of myself. I realized that those had actually started before I went to Evo, so maybe I would have thought it was another dream?

Yeah, I could see that happening. Snapping.

You did? Huh. Thats weird. Do you think they had any meaning? Like people say dreams have meaning. I dreamed of you guys a lot durring the brief moments I was allowed to sleep with the watchers.

I don't know. If it did have a meaning, it never made itself clear to me.

*They're deep in the woods, about halfway to the city.*

Aw, you dreamed about me? That's adorable. Well, you're not allowed to go back, so you can dream about me all you want now.

*Grian smacks Taurtis' shoulder lightheartedly.*

Well it wasn't just you! Don't get ahead of yourself!

Maybe I won't dream of you anymore since you wont dream about me!

Well, I'll go home and dream about you tonight. Then we'll be even.

*The city is in view. The woods are thinning, but it's still far enough away that nobody would notice the two.*

Yeah, do that. I cant be deamimg of you one sided.

*Grian looks at the city with big wide eyes.*

Whoa... hold on.

*He removes the upper layers of his watcher uniform, so he stands out less. Leaving himself in a black base layer, just a long sleeved shirt, pants, and shoes.*

There. I look less like im in a cult.

Aww, my little cultist is getting out of his shell!

This place is really cool. Just- don't oggle to much. They can smell if you're not a local.

*Grian slaps Taurtis' shoulder lightheartedly.*

I'm not actually a cultist!

If I oogle or stare or whatever just drag me along. I don't want to know what may happen if they know.

You're in a cult, I think that means you're a cultist.

*The city is absolutely gorgeous. They're in a slightly poorer side of town, where the roads are crowded with market stalls selling anything you could think of.*

You'll be okay.

*Taurtis ducks his head down and grabs Grian's hand as they walk into the market. He leads the way. They're quite safe at the moment, but they'll be safer closer to the center of the city.*

Is it a cult if we're the gods we worship?

*Grian giggles and looks at the city with wide eyes, just really taking it in. The lights, sounds, colors. Its beautiful. He's not worried at all about danger, he has magic.*

Its better than Japan. Thats for sure.

Calling yourself a god? Wow, never thought you'd be that full of yourself.

*Taurtis grins at Grian. It's great to see him happy. Normal Grian isn't this happy, he's always moping around and talking about the future.*

Wanna stop at my apartment before we grab food? You can leave that big cloak there, and I can grab some extra cash.

Wha- you know thats not what I meant.

*Grian nods, still looking around at everything. His wings reflect the light like an oil leak, shiney rainbow colors danceing across his feathers.*

Yeah, that probably sounds smart. Although I thought you're supposed to take a date out to dinner before you take them home.

Oh, shut up. Anyway, I'm sure my apartment would be a turn-off to anybody i tried 'take home'. I'm a coder who pays rent paycheck to paycheck.

*Taurtis giggles, but makes eye contact with a vendor at one of the market stalls. Avians are nowhere near rare in the city, but theyre almost always connected to a real bird in some way. Taurtis can feel the gaze of onlookers trying to figure out exactly what Grian is.*

This way.

*He ducks into an alley that leads to a different area of the market. It's to get away from prying eyes, yes, but he can use the excuse of a shortcut if Grian asks.*

Well I don't know. Don't assume anything, that may not matter to someone.

*Grian noticed the stares. But found he didn't particularly care. He paid the price for them, and they are beautiful, in his opinion. They're right to stare a little! Plus, he wasn't worried about being hurt. He has magic now, and can fight.*

Oh- okay? Do you go this way every time?

*He tucks the wings closer, to avoid them touching the floor or walls.*

Yeah.

*A camera swivels to watch them walk. It's branded with the Agency's colors, and Taurtis gives it a wave.*

I promise it is safe here. The City is great. There's just some shady stuff, like every city. Tokyo had areas like this. New York sure did.

I'm getting a fake ID from a guy near here. He has a flower shop as a front. Maybe I can get some black market flowers for whoever I'm taking to my apartment before dinner.

*Grian stares at the camera, using a fraction of his magic to make it glitch out. Just for fun. He's a chaos gremlin at heart.*

Yeah, there's not going to be a place with this many people that doesn't have some shady stuff going on in the background.

Aww, that sounds cute! Probably cheaper than other places, too. A win win.

I can't even really tell how big this place is. It seems like it follows the logic of the other worlds here, where it just keeps going if you need it to. The center is where the superheros live and where everything is a lot more expensive.

*They're entering back onto a main street now. This one seems a bit less shady, and Taurtis turns towards an apartment building.*

Huh... weird. And if yoy don't need it bigger it just... stops?

But yeah it makes sense the center is more expensive.

*Grian keeps his wings tucked in to avoid people touching them. But, alright he admits, he oogles a little at the sights. Just stareing at everything.*

Yeah. The buildings themselves dont change at all, but the city is kinda simultaneously one town and a whole world.

*Taurtis walks up to the front of the building. He fiddles with a key for a few seconds before opening the door and beckoning Grian towards him.*

I'm just down the hall.

Thats... weird. How do you know everyone is really real, then?

*Grian follows eagerly, glancing around inside, abd resisting the urge to use magic.*

I'm right behind you.

If somebody isn't real, does it really matter? Even if I'm the only person really here and this is all just a big hallucination, I'm still happier than I used to be. I have a job and a house, and I have you.

*Taurtis locks the door behind him and strolls down the hall to his apartment.*

What- no...

*The doorknob is broken, and the door is cracked open slightly. Somebody broke in.*

*Grian smiles a little.*

I guess that's true.

*He gives a serious look at the door. Judging by Taurtis' reaction, this isn't normal. He summons a few eyes inside the apartment, to see if someone is still inside.*

Wait. If someone is in there let me handle them. I have magic.

*There's somebody in the room. They're wearing dark clothing and a mask to cover their face, and they're digging through Taurtis' things. They stop when they hear the voices outside.*

No. No- you can get hurt. I think? I can't.

*Taurtis pushes Grian aside roughly and flings the door open. There's a loud bang. Taurtis falls back away from the door.*

*Grian's wings fluff up, as magic seems to fill the air. He can't just step into the way, that's how he gets shot. And strong as he is, he's not interested in that. Rather, he steps beside the door, waiting for the robber to step out. Using some magic to make the illusion of hands crawl across the floor, whispy, unreal things.*

*The robber realizes they've made a big mistake. They rush to the window, stumbling as they try to avoid stepping on the hands. They pull the window open and jump out. Taurtis is on the floor in the hall and struggling to stand back up.*

*Grian goes to Taurtis, crouching by his side. The hands disappear as soon as the robber leaves.*

Taurtis! Are you okay?

*His hands hover over his friend, worried, wanting to help.*

I'm- I'm fine.

*He sits up fully, looking at where he got shot.*

I can't die. It's ok. I'll- I can get this fixed up. It's ok.

I can... I can try healing it?

*Grian hovers his hand over the wound.*

No, look.

*There's a clear hole in his shirt, with the fabric being slightly singed. But thats it. No blood. Only an entry wound that doesn't look at all like a wound.*

I'm fine. I can't get hurt. It's ok, Gree.

*Grian lets out a sigh if relife.*

Oh thank goodness, you scared me, Taurtis.

*Theres no bite behind his words, as he stands up and offers his hand to Taurtis to help him up.*

*He grabs Grian's hand and hauls himself up and starts towards his room. He hesitates.*

I... died. Do you know that? I don't know if you learned on Evo, but I told the 'here' version of me. I'm not alive.

*He enters his apartment and goes to look through his stuff to see what's missing.j

Still a beauty for a walking corpse, though, if i do say so myself.

I... I peiced that together. It made sense. You crawled out the ground, and you're so cold... but you're here.

*Grian follows, not paying mind to any mess. He doesn't blame it on Taurtis.*

So long as you dont start rotting, id say you're good.

Uh- the tall god lady brought me here? She said you wanted to see me, and that you were you from a little after the you I know? So probably the you from right after me?

*He trails off when he sees his friend's state. He walks over and crouches down by his friend.*

What... happened? Where did your moth wings go?

@ask-yhs-taurtis

*Grian was asleep. He blearily blinks up at Taurtis, his once brown eyes purple. Before smiling brightly and leaning up to hug Taurtis. Hes sickly warm.*

Oh- Taurtis- finally someone I know!

*He lets go of Taurtis, sitting upright, wings perked up.*

Sorry, sorry. I should ask before I do something like that.

Oh- uhm- my wings are a... long story. Very long story.

I'll be honest. I think younger me would write me off completely as some creepy weirdo and ignore everything I said.

You do look... different. I don't know if I'd trust a guy in wizard robes that I didn't recognize either.

I think I would believe I had finally lost it. Snapped. Coulda pushed me over the edge, depending on when it was.

Yeah, I could see that happening. Snapping.

You did? Huh. Thats weird. Do you think they had any meaning? Like people say dreams have meaning. I dreamed of you guys a lot durring the brief moments I was allowed to sleep with the watchers.

I don't know. If it did have a meaning, it never made itself clear to me.

*They're deep in the woods, about halfway to the city.*

Aw, you dreamed about me? That's adorable. Well, you're not allowed to go back, so you can dream about me all you want now.

*Grian smacks Taurtis' shoulder lightheartedly.*

Well it wasn't just you! Don't get ahead of yourself!

Maybe I won't dream of you anymore since you wont dream about me!

Well, I'll go home and dream about you tonight. Then we'll be even.

*The city is in view. The woods are thinning, but it's still far enough away that nobody would notice the two.*

Yeah, do that. I cant be deamimg of you one sided.

*Grian looks at the city with big wide eyes.*

Whoa... hold on.

*He removes the upper layers of his watcher uniform, so he stands out less. Leaving himself in a black base layer, just a long sleeved shirt, pants, and shoes.*

There. I look less like im in a cult.

Aww, my little cultist is getting out of his shell!

This place is really cool. Just- don't oggle to much. They can smell if you're not a local.

*Grian slaps Taurtis' shoulder lightheartedly.*

I'm not actually a cultist!

If I oogle or stare or whatever just drag me along. I don't want to know what may happen if they know.

You're in a cult, I think that means you're a cultist.

*The city is absolutely gorgeous. They're in a slightly poorer side of town, where the roads are crowded with market stalls selling anything you could think of.*

You'll be okay.

*Taurtis ducks his head down and grabs Grian's hand as they walk into the market. He leads the way. They're quite safe at the moment, but they'll be safer closer to the center of the city.*

Is it a cult if we're the gods we worship?

*Grian giggles and looks at the city with wide eyes, just really taking it in. The lights, sounds, colors. Its beautiful. He's not worried at all about danger, he has magic.*

Its better than Japan. Thats for sure.

Calling yourself a god? Wow, never thought you'd be that full of yourself.

*Taurtis grins at Grian. It's great to see him happy. Normal Grian isn't this happy, he's always moping around and talking about the future.*

Wanna stop at my apartment before we grab food? You can leave that big cloak there, and I can grab some extra cash.

Wha- you know thats not what I meant.

*Grian nods, still looking around at everything. His wings reflect the light like an oil leak, shiney rainbow colors danceing across his feathers.*

Yeah, that probably sounds smart. Although I thought you're supposed to take a date out to dinner before you take them home.

Oh, shut up. Anyway, I'm sure my apartment would be a turn-off to anybody i tried 'take home'. I'm a coder who pays rent paycheck to paycheck.

This way.

*He ducks into an alley that leads to a different area of the market. It's to get away from prying eyes, yes, but he can use the excuse of a shortcut if Grian asks.*

Well I don't know. Don't assume anything, that may not matter to someone.

Oh- okay? Do you go this way every time?

*He tucks the wings closer, to avoid them touching the floor or walls.*

Yeah.

*A camera swivels to watch them walk. It's branded with the Agency's colors, and Taurtis gives it a wave.*

I promise it is safe here. The City is great. There's just some shady stuff, like every city. Tokyo had areas like this. New York sure did.

I'm getting a fake ID from a guy near here. He has a flower shop as a front. Maybe I can get some black market flowers for whoever I'm taking to my apartment before dinner.

*Grian stares at the camera, using a fraction of his magic to make it glitch out. Just for fun. He's a chaos gremlin at heart.*

Yeah, there's not going to be a place with this many people that doesn't have some shady stuff going on in the background.

Aww, that sounds cute! Probably cheaper than other places, too. A win win.

*They're entering back onto a main street now. This one seems a bit less shady, and Taurtis turns towards an apartment building.*

Huh... weird. And if yoy don't need it bigger it just... stops?

But yeah it makes sense the center is more expensive.

*Grian keeps his wings tucked in to avoid people touching them. But, alright he admits, he oogles a little at the sights. Just stareing at everything.*

Yeah. The buildings themselves dont change at all, but the city is kinda simultaneously one town and a whole world.

*Taurtis walks up to the front of the building. He fiddles with a key for a few seconds before opening the door and beckoning Grian towards him.*

I'm just down the hall.

Thats... weird. How do you know everyone is really real, then?

*Grian follows eagerly, glancing around inside, abd resisting the urge to use magic.*

I'm right behind you.

*Taurtis locks the door behind him and strolls down the hall to his apartment.*

What- no...

*The doorknob is broken, and the door is cracked open slightly. Somebody broke in.*

*Grian smiles a little.*

I guess that's true.

*He gives a serious look at the door. Judging by Taurtis' reaction, this isn't normal. He summons a few eyes inside the apartment, to see if someone is still inside.*

Wait. If someone is in there let me handle them. I have magic.

*There's somebody in the room. They're wearing dark clothing and a mask to cover their face, and they're digging through Taurtis' things. They stop when they hear the voices outside.*

No. No- you can get hurt. I think? I can't.

*Taurtis pushes Grian aside roughly and flings the door open. There's a loud bang. Taurtis falls back away from the door.*

*Grian goes to Taurtis, crouching by his side. The hands disappear as soon as the robber leaves.*

Taurtis! Are you okay?

*His hands hover over his friend, worried, wanting to help.*

I'm- I'm fine.

*He sits up fully, looking at where he got shot.*

I can't die. It's ok. I'll- I can get this fixed up. It's ok.

I can... I can try healing it?

*Grian hovers his hand over the wound.*

No, look.

*There's a clear hole in his shirt, with the fabric being slightly singed. But thats it. No blood. Only an entry wound that doesn't look at all like a wound.*

I'm fine. I can't get hurt. It's ok, Gree.

*Grian lets out a sigh if relife.*

Oh thank goodness, you scared me, Taurtis.

*Theres no bite behind his words, as he stands up and offers his hand to Taurtis to help him up.*

Uh- the tall god lady brought me here? She said you wanted to see me, and that you were you from a little after the you I know? So probably the you from right after me?

*He trails off when he sees his friend's state. He walks over and crouches down by his friend.*

What... happened? Where did your moth wings go?

@ask-yhs-taurtis

*Grian was asleep. He blearily blinks up at Taurtis, his once brown eyes purple. Before smiling brightly and leaning up to hug Taurtis. Hes sickly warm.*

Oh- Taurtis- finally someone I know!

*He lets go of Taurtis, sitting upright, wings perked up.*

Sorry, sorry. I should ask before I do something like that.

Oh- uhm- my wings are a... long story. Very long story.

I'll be honest. I think younger me would write me off completely as some creepy weirdo and ignore everything I said.

You do look... different. I don't know if I'd trust a guy in wizard robes that I didn't recognize either.

I think I would believe I had finally lost it. Snapped. Coulda pushed me over the edge, depending on when it was.

Yeah, I could see that happening. Snapping.

You did? Huh. Thats weird. Do you think they had any meaning? Like people say dreams have meaning. I dreamed of you guys a lot durring the brief moments I was allowed to sleep with the watchers.

I don't know. If it did have a meaning, it never made itself clear to me.

*They're deep in the woods, about halfway to the city.*

Aw, you dreamed about me? That's adorable. Well, you're not allowed to go back, so you can dream about me all you want now.

*Grian smacks Taurtis' shoulder lightheartedly.*

Well it wasn't just you! Don't get ahead of yourself!

Maybe I won't dream of you anymore since you wont dream about me!

Well, I'll go home and dream about you tonight. Then we'll be even.

*The city is in view. The woods are thinning, but it's still far enough away that nobody would notice the two.*

Yeah, do that. I cant be deamimg of you one sided.

*Grian looks at the city with big wide eyes.*

Whoa... hold on.

*He removes the upper layers of his watcher uniform, so he stands out less. Leaving himself in a black base layer, just a long sleeved shirt, pants, and shoes.*

There. I look less like im in a cult.

Aww, my little cultist is getting out of his shell!

This place is really cool. Just- don't oggle to much. They can smell if you're not a local.

*Grian slaps Taurtis' shoulder lightheartedly.*

I'm not actually a cultist!

If I oogle or stare or whatever just drag me along. I don't want to know what may happen if they know.

You're in a cult, I think that means you're a cultist.

*The city is absolutely gorgeous. They're in a slightly poorer side of town, where the roads are crowded with market stalls selling anything you could think of.*

You'll be okay.

*Taurtis ducks his head down and grabs Grian's hand as they walk into the market. He leads the way. They're quite safe at the moment, but they'll be safer closer to the center of the city.*

Is it a cult if we're the gods we worship?

*Grian giggles and looks at the city with wide eyes, just really taking it in. The lights, sounds, colors. Its beautiful. He's not worried at all about danger, he has magic.*

Its better than Japan. Thats for sure.

Calling yourself a god? Wow, never thought you'd be that full of yourself.

*Taurtis grins at Grian. It's great to see him happy. Normal Grian isn't this happy, he's always moping around and talking about the future.*

Wanna stop at my apartment before we grab food? You can leave that big cloak there, and I can grab some extra cash.

Wha- you know thats not what I meant.

*Grian nods, still looking around at everything. His wings reflect the light like an oil leak, shiney rainbow colors danceing across his feathers.*

Yeah, that probably sounds smart. Although I thought you're supposed to take a date out to dinner before you take them home.

Oh, shut up. Anyway, I'm sure my apartment would be a turn-off to anybody i tried 'take home'. I'm a coder who pays rent paycheck to paycheck.

This way.

*He ducks into an alley that leads to a different area of the market. It's to get away from prying eyes, yes, but he can use the excuse of a shortcut if Grian asks.*

Well I don't know. Don't assume anything, that may not matter to someone.

Oh- okay? Do you go this way every time?

*He tucks the wings closer, to avoid them touching the floor or walls.*

Yeah.

*A camera swivels to watch them walk. It's branded with the Agency's colors, and Taurtis gives it a wave.*

I promise it is safe here. The City is great. There's just some shady stuff, like every city. Tokyo had areas like this. New York sure did.

I'm getting a fake ID from a guy near here. He has a flower shop as a front. Maybe I can get some black market flowers for whoever I'm taking to my apartment before dinner.

*Grian stares at the camera, using a fraction of his magic to make it glitch out. Just for fun. He's a chaos gremlin at heart.*

Yeah, there's not going to be a place with this many people that doesn't have some shady stuff going on in the background.

Aww, that sounds cute! Probably cheaper than other places, too. A win win.

*They're entering back onto a main street now. This one seems a bit less shady, and Taurtis turns towards an apartment building.*

Huh... weird. And if yoy don't need it bigger it just... stops?

But yeah it makes sense the center is more expensive.

*Grian keeps his wings tucked in to avoid people touching them. But, alright he admits, he oogles a little at the sights. Just stareing at everything.*

Yeah. The buildings themselves dont change at all, but the city is kinda simultaneously one town and a whole world.

*Taurtis walks up to the front of the building. He fiddles with a key for a few seconds before opening the door and beckoning Grian towards him.*

I'm just down the hall.

Thats... weird. How do you know everyone is really real, then?

*Grian follows eagerly, glancing around inside, abd resisting the urge to use magic.*

I'm right behind you.

*Taurtis locks the door behind him and strolls down the hall to his apartment.*

What- no...

*The doorknob is broken, and the door is cracked open slightly. Somebody broke in.*

*Grian smiles a little.*

I guess that's true.

*He gives a serious look at the door. Judging by Taurtis' reaction, this isn't normal. He summons a few eyes inside the apartment, to see if someone is still inside.*

Wait. If someone is in there let me handle them. I have magic.

*There's somebody in the room. They're wearing dark clothing and a mask to cover their face, and they're digging through Taurtis' things. They stop when they hear the voices outside.*

No. No- you can get hurt. I think? I can't.

*Taurtis pushes Grian aside roughly and flings the door open. There's a loud bang. Taurtis falls back away from the door.*

*Grian goes to Taurtis, crouching by his side. The hands disappear as soon as the robber leaves.*

Taurtis! Are you okay?

*His hands hover over his friend, worried, wanting to help.*

I'm- I'm fine.

*He sits up fully, looking at where he got shot.*

I can't die. It's ok. I'll- I can get this fixed up. It's ok.

I can... I can try healing it?

*Grian hovers his hand over the wound.*

Uh- the tall god lady brought me here? She said you wanted to see me, and that you were you from a little after the you I know? So probably the you from right after me?

*He trails off when he sees his friend's state. He walks over and crouches down by his friend.*

What... happened? Where did your moth wings go?

@ask-yhs-taurtis

*Grian was asleep. He blearily blinks up at Taurtis, his once brown eyes purple. Before smiling brightly and leaning up to hug Taurtis. Hes sickly warm.*

Oh- Taurtis- finally someone I know!

*He lets go of Taurtis, sitting upright, wings perked up.*

Sorry, sorry. I should ask before I do something like that.

Oh- uhm- my wings are a... long story. Very long story.

I'll be honest. I think younger me would write me off completely as some creepy weirdo and ignore everything I said.

You do look... different. I don't know if I'd trust a guy in wizard robes that I didn't recognize either.

I think I would believe I had finally lost it. Snapped. Coulda pushed me over the edge, depending on when it was.

Yeah, I could see that happening. Snapping.

You did? Huh. Thats weird. Do you think they had any meaning? Like people say dreams have meaning. I dreamed of you guys a lot durring the brief moments I was allowed to sleep with the watchers.

I don't know. If it did have a meaning, it never made itself clear to me.

*They're deep in the woods, about halfway to the city.*

Aw, you dreamed about me? That's adorable. Well, you're not allowed to go back, so you can dream about me all you want now.

*Grian smacks Taurtis' shoulder lightheartedly.*

Well it wasn't just you! Don't get ahead of yourself!

Maybe I won't dream of you anymore since you wont dream about me!

Well, I'll go home and dream about you tonight. Then we'll be even.

*The city is in view. The woods are thinning, but it's still far enough away that nobody would notice the two.*

Yeah, do that. I cant be deamimg of you one sided.

*Grian looks at the city with big wide eyes.*

Whoa... hold on.

*He removes the upper layers of his watcher uniform, so he stands out less. Leaving himself in a black base layer, just a long sleeved shirt, pants, and shoes.*

There. I look less like im in a cult.

Aww, my little cultist is getting out of his shell!

This place is really cool. Just- don't oggle to much. They can smell if you're not a local.

*Grian slaps Taurtis' shoulder lightheartedly.*

I'm not actually a cultist!

If I oogle or stare or whatever just drag me along. I don't want to know what may happen if they know.

You're in a cult, I think that means you're a cultist.

*The city is absolutely gorgeous. They're in a slightly poorer side of town, where the roads are crowded with market stalls selling anything you could think of.*

You'll be okay.

*Taurtis ducks his head down and grabs Grian's hand as they walk into the market. He leads the way. They're quite safe at the moment, but they'll be safer closer to the center of the city.*

Is it a cult if we're the gods we worship?

*Grian giggles and looks at the city with wide eyes, just really taking it in. The lights, sounds, colors. Its beautiful. He's not worried at all about danger, he has magic.*

Its better than Japan. Thats for sure.

Calling yourself a god? Wow, never thought you'd be that full of yourself.

*Taurtis grins at Grian. It's great to see him happy. Normal Grian isn't this happy, he's always moping around and talking about the future.*

Wanna stop at my apartment before we grab food? You can leave that big cloak there, and I can grab some extra cash.

Wha- you know thats not what I meant.

*Grian nods, still looking around at everything. His wings reflect the light like an oil leak, shiney rainbow colors danceing across his feathers.*

Yeah, that probably sounds smart. Although I thought you're supposed to take a date out to dinner before you take them home.

Oh, shut up. Anyway, I'm sure my apartment would be a turn-off to anybody i tried 'take home'. I'm a coder who pays rent paycheck to paycheck.

This way.

*He ducks into an alley that leads to a different area of the market. It's to get away from prying eyes, yes, but he can use the excuse of a shortcut if Grian asks.*

Well I don't know. Don't assume anything, that may not matter to someone.

Oh- okay? Do you go this way every time?

*He tucks the wings closer, to avoid them touching the floor or walls.*

Yeah.

*A camera swivels to watch them walk. It's branded with the Agency's colors, and Taurtis gives it a wave.*

I promise it is safe here. The City is great. There's just some shady stuff, like every city. Tokyo had areas like this. New York sure did.

I'm getting a fake ID from a guy near here. He has a flower shop as a front. Maybe I can get some black market flowers for whoever I'm taking to my apartment before dinner.

*Grian stares at the camera, using a fraction of his magic to make it glitch out. Just for fun. He's a chaos gremlin at heart.*

Yeah, there's not going to be a place with this many people that doesn't have some shady stuff going on in the background.

Aww, that sounds cute! Probably cheaper than other places, too. A win win.

*They're entering back onto a main street now. This one seems a bit less shady, and Taurtis turns towards an apartment building.*

Huh... weird. And if yoy don't need it bigger it just... stops?

But yeah it makes sense the center is more expensive.

*Grian keeps his wings tucked in to avoid people touching them. But, alright he admits, he oogles a little at the sights. Just stareing at everything.*

Yeah. The buildings themselves dont change at all, but the city is kinda simultaneously one town and a whole world.

*Taurtis walks up to the front of the building. He fiddles with a key for a few seconds before opening the door and beckoning Grian towards him.*

I'm just down the hall.

Thats... weird. How do you know everyone is really real, then?

*Grian follows eagerly, glancing around inside, abd resisting the urge to use magic.*

I'm right behind you.

*Taurtis locks the door behind him and strolls down the hall to his apartment.*

What- no...

*The doorknob is broken, and the door is cracked open slightly. Somebody broke in.*

*Grian smiles a little.*

I guess that's true.

*He gives a serious look at the door. Judging by Taurtis' reaction, this isn't normal. He summons a few eyes inside the apartment, to see if someone is still inside.*

Wait. If someone is in there let me handle them. I have magic.

*There's somebody in the room. They're wearing dark clothing and a mask to cover their face, and they're digging through Taurtis' things. They stop when they hear the voices outside.*

No. No- you can get hurt. I think? I can't.

*Taurtis pushes Grian aside roughly and flings the door open. There's a loud bang. Taurtis falls back away from the door.*

*Grian goes to Taurtis, crouching by his side. The hands disappear as soon as the robber leaves.*

Taurtis! Are you okay?

*His hands hover over his friend, worried, wanting to help.*

Uh- the tall god lady brought me here? She said you wanted to see me, and that you were you from a little after the you I know? So probably the you from right after me?

*He trails off when he sees his friend's state. He walks over and crouches down by his friend.*

What... happened? Where did your moth wings go?

@ask-yhs-taurtis

*Grian was asleep. He blearily blinks up at Taurtis, his once brown eyes purple. Before smiling brightly and leaning up to hug Taurtis. Hes sickly warm.*

Oh- Taurtis- finally someone I know!

*He lets go of Taurtis, sitting upright, wings perked up.*

Sorry, sorry. I should ask before I do something like that.

Oh- uhm- my wings are a... long story. Very long story.

I'll be honest. I think younger me would write me off completely as some creepy weirdo and ignore everything I said.

You do look... different. I don't know if I'd trust a guy in wizard robes that I didn't recognize either.

I think I would believe I had finally lost it. Snapped. Coulda pushed me over the edge, depending on when it was.

Yeah, I could see that happening. Snapping.

You did? Huh. Thats weird. Do you think they had any meaning? Like people say dreams have meaning. I dreamed of you guys a lot durring the brief moments I was allowed to sleep with the watchers.

I don't know. If it did have a meaning, it never made itself clear to me.

*They're deep in the woods, about halfway to the city.*

Aw, you dreamed about me? That's adorable. Well, you're not allowed to go back, so you can dream about me all you want now.

*Grian smacks Taurtis' shoulder lightheartedly.*

Well it wasn't just you! Don't get ahead of yourself!

Maybe I won't dream of you anymore since you wont dream about me!

Well, I'll go home and dream about you tonight. Then we'll be even.

*The city is in view. The woods are thinning, but it's still far enough away that nobody would notice the two.*

Yeah, do that. I cant be deamimg of you one sided.

*Grian looks at the city with big wide eyes.*

Whoa... hold on.

*He removes the upper layers of his watcher uniform, so he stands out less. Leaving himself in a black base layer, just a long sleeved shirt, pants, and shoes.*

There. I look less like im in a cult.

Aww, my little cultist is getting out of his shell!

This place is really cool. Just- don't oggle to much. They can smell if you're not a local.

*Grian slaps Taurtis' shoulder lightheartedly.*

I'm not actually a cultist!

If I oogle or stare or whatever just drag me along. I don't want to know what may happen if they know.

You're in a cult, I think that means you're a cultist.

*The city is absolutely gorgeous. They're in a slightly poorer side of town, where the roads are crowded with market stalls selling anything you could think of.*

You'll be okay.

*Taurtis ducks his head down and grabs Grian's hand as they walk into the market. He leads the way. They're quite safe at the moment, but they'll be safer closer to the center of the city.*

Is it a cult if we're the gods we worship?

*Grian giggles and looks at the city with wide eyes, just really taking it in. The lights, sounds, colors. Its beautiful. He's not worried at all about danger, he has magic.*

Its better than Japan. Thats for sure.

Calling yourself a god? Wow, never thought you'd be that full of yourself.

*Taurtis grins at Grian. It's great to see him happy. Normal Grian isn't this happy, he's always moping around and talking about the future.*

Wanna stop at my apartment before we grab food? You can leave that big cloak there, and I can grab some extra cash.

Wha- you know thats not what I meant.

*Grian nods, still looking around at everything. His wings reflect the light like an oil leak, shiney rainbow colors danceing across his feathers.*

Yeah, that probably sounds smart. Although I thought you're supposed to take a date out to dinner before you take them home.

Oh, shut up. Anyway, I'm sure my apartment would be a turn-off to anybody i tried 'take home'. I'm a coder who pays rent paycheck to paycheck.

This way.

*He ducks into an alley that leads to a different area of the market. It's to get away from prying eyes, yes, but he can use the excuse of a shortcut if Grian asks.*

Well I don't know. Don't assume anything, that may not matter to someone.

Oh- okay? Do you go this way every time?

*He tucks the wings closer, to avoid them touching the floor or walls.*

Yeah.

*A camera swivels to watch them walk. It's branded with the Agency's colors, and Taurtis gives it a wave.*

I promise it is safe here. The City is great. There's just some shady stuff, like every city. Tokyo had areas like this. New York sure did.

I'm getting a fake ID from a guy near here. He has a flower shop as a front. Maybe I can get some black market flowers for whoever I'm taking to my apartment before dinner.

*Grian stares at the camera, using a fraction of his magic to make it glitch out. Just for fun. He's a chaos gremlin at heart.*

Yeah, there's not going to be a place with this many people that doesn't have some shady stuff going on in the background.

Aww, that sounds cute! Probably cheaper than other places, too. A win win.

*They're entering back onto a main street now. This one seems a bit less shady, and Taurtis turns towards an apartment building.*

Huh... weird. And if yoy don't need it bigger it just... stops?

But yeah it makes sense the center is more expensive.

*Grian keeps his wings tucked in to avoid people touching them. But, alright he admits, he oogles a little at the sights. Just stareing at everything.*

Yeah. The buildings themselves dont change at all, but the city is kinda simultaneously one town and a whole world.

*Taurtis walks up to the front of the building. He fiddles with a key for a few seconds before opening the door and beckoning Grian towards him.*

I'm just down the hall.

Thats... weird. How do you know everyone is really real, then?

*Grian follows eagerly, glancing around inside, abd resisting the urge to use magic.*

I'm right behind you.

*Taurtis locks the door behind him and strolls down the hall to his apartment.*

What- no...

*The doorknob is broken, and the door is cracked open slightly. Somebody broke in.*

*Grian smiles a little.*

I guess that's true.

*He gives a serious look at the door. Judging by Taurtis' reaction, this isn't normal. He summons a few eyes inside the apartment, to see if someone is still inside.*

Wait. If someone is in there let me handle them. I have magic.

*There's somebody in the room. They're wearing dark clothing and a mask to cover their face, and they're digging through Taurtis' things. They stop when they hear the voices outside.*

No. No- you can get hurt. I think? I can't.

*Taurtis pushes Grian aside roughly and flings the door open. There's a loud bang. Taurtis falls back away from the door.*

Uh- the tall god lady brought me here? She said you wanted to see me, and that you were you from a little after the you I know? So probably the you from right after me?

*He trails off when he sees his friend's state. He walks over and crouches down by his friend.*

What... happened? Where did your moth wings go?

@ask-yhs-taurtis

*Grian was asleep. He blearily blinks up at Taurtis, his once brown eyes purple. Before smiling brightly and leaning up to hug Taurtis. Hes sickly warm.*

Oh- Taurtis- finally someone I know!

*He lets go of Taurtis, sitting upright, wings perked up.*

Sorry, sorry. I should ask before I do something like that.

Oh- uhm- my wings are a... long story. Very long story.

I'll be honest. I think younger me would write me off completely as some creepy weirdo and ignore everything I said.

You do look... different. I don't know if I'd trust a guy in wizard robes that I didn't recognize either.

I think I would believe I had finally lost it. Snapped. Coulda pushed me over the edge, depending on when it was.

Yeah, I could see that happening. Snapping.

You did? Huh. Thats weird. Do you think they had any meaning? Like people say dreams have meaning. I dreamed of you guys a lot durring the brief moments I was allowed to sleep with the watchers.

I don't know. If it did have a meaning, it never made itself clear to me.

*They're deep in the woods, about halfway to the city.*

Aw, you dreamed about me? That's adorable. Well, you're not allowed to go back, so you can dream about me all you want now.

*Grian smacks Taurtis' shoulder lightheartedly.*

Well it wasn't just you! Don't get ahead of yourself!

Maybe I won't dream of you anymore since you wont dream about me!

Well, I'll go home and dream about you tonight. Then we'll be even.

*The city is in view. The woods are thinning, but it's still far enough away that nobody would notice the two.*

Yeah, do that. I cant be deamimg of you one sided.

*Grian looks at the city with big wide eyes.*

Whoa... hold on.

*He removes the upper layers of his watcher uniform, so he stands out less. Leaving himself in a black base layer, just a long sleeved shirt, pants, and shoes.*

There. I look less like im in a cult.

Aww, my little cultist is getting out of his shell!

This place is really cool. Just- don't oggle to much. They can smell if you're not a local.

*Grian slaps Taurtis' shoulder lightheartedly.*

I'm not actually a cultist!

If I oogle or stare or whatever just drag me along. I don't want to know what may happen if they know.

You're in a cult, I think that means you're a cultist.

*The city is absolutely gorgeous. They're in a slightly poorer side of town, where the roads are crowded with market stalls selling anything you could think of.*

You'll be okay.

*Taurtis ducks his head down and grabs Grian's hand as they walk into the market. He leads the way. They're quite safe at the moment, but they'll be safer closer to the center of the city.*

Is it a cult if we're the gods we worship?

*Grian giggles and looks at the city with wide eyes, just really taking it in. The lights, sounds, colors. Its beautiful. He's not worried at all about danger, he has magic.*

Its better than Japan. Thats for sure.

Calling yourself a god? Wow, never thought you'd be that full of yourself.

*Taurtis grins at Grian. It's great to see him happy. Normal Grian isn't this happy, he's always moping around and talking about the future.*

Wanna stop at my apartment before we grab food? You can leave that big cloak there, and I can grab some extra cash.

Wha- you know thats not what I meant.

*Grian nods, still looking around at everything. His wings reflect the light like an oil leak, shiney rainbow colors danceing across his feathers.*

Yeah, that probably sounds smart. Although I thought you're supposed to take a date out to dinner before you take them home.

Oh, shut up. Anyway, I'm sure my apartment would be a turn-off to anybody i tried 'take home'. I'm a coder who pays rent paycheck to paycheck.

This way.

*He ducks into an alley that leads to a different area of the market. It's to get away from prying eyes, yes, but he can use the excuse of a shortcut if Grian asks.*

Well I don't know. Don't assume anything, that may not matter to someone.

Oh- okay? Do you go this way every time?

*He tucks the wings closer, to avoid them touching the floor or walls.*

Yeah.

*A camera swivels to watch them walk. It's branded with the Agency's colors, and Taurtis gives it a wave.*

I promise it is safe here. The City is great. There's just some shady stuff, like every city. Tokyo had areas like this. New York sure did.

I'm getting a fake ID from a guy near here. He has a flower shop as a front. Maybe I can get some black market flowers for whoever I'm taking to my apartment before dinner.

*Grian stares at the camera, using a fraction of his magic to make it glitch out. Just for fun. He's a chaos gremlin at heart.*

Yeah, there's not going to be a place with this many people that doesn't have some shady stuff going on in the background.

Aww, that sounds cute! Probably cheaper than other places, too. A win win.

*They're entering back onto a main street now. This one seems a bit less shady, and Taurtis turns towards an apartment building.*

Huh... weird. And if yoy don't need it bigger it just... stops?

But yeah it makes sense the center is more expensive.

*Grian keeps his wings tucked in to avoid people touching them. But, alright he admits, he oogles a little at the sights. Just stareing at everything.*

Yeah. The buildings themselves dont change at all, but the city is kinda simultaneously one town and a whole world.

*Taurtis walks up to the front of the building. He fiddles with a key for a few seconds before opening the door and beckoning Grian towards him.*

I'm just down the hall.

Thats... weird. How do you know everyone is really real, then?

*Grian follows eagerly, glancing around inside, abd resisting the urge to use magic.*

I'm right behind you.

*Taurtis locks the door behind him and strolls down the hall to his apartment.*

What- no...

*The doorknob is broken, and the door is cracked open slightly. Somebody broke in.*

*Grian smiles a little.*

I guess that's true.

*He gives a serious look at the door. Judging by Taurtis' reaction, this isn't normal. He summons a few eyes inside the apartment, to see if someone is still inside.*

Wait. If someone is in there let me handle them. I have magic.

Uh- the tall god lady brought me here? She said you wanted to see me, and that you were you from a little after the you I know? So probably the you from right after me?

*He trails off when he sees his friend's state. He walks over and crouches down by his friend.*

What... happened? Where did your moth wings go?

@ask-yhs-taurtis

*Grian was asleep. He blearily blinks up at Taurtis, his once brown eyes purple. Before smiling brightly and leaning up to hug Taurtis. Hes sickly warm.*

Oh- Taurtis- finally someone I know!

*He lets go of Taurtis, sitting upright, wings perked up.*

Sorry, sorry. I should ask before I do something like that.

Oh- uhm- my wings are a... long story. Very long story.

I'll be honest. I think younger me would write me off completely as some creepy weirdo and ignore everything I said.

You do look... different. I don't know if I'd trust a guy in wizard robes that I didn't recognize either.

I think I would believe I had finally lost it. Snapped. Coulda pushed me over the edge, depending on when it was.

Yeah, I could see that happening. Snapping.

You did? Huh. Thats weird. Do you think they had any meaning? Like people say dreams have meaning. I dreamed of you guys a lot durring the brief moments I was allowed to sleep with the watchers.

I don't know. If it did have a meaning, it never made itself clear to me.

*They're deep in the woods, about halfway to the city.*

Aw, you dreamed about me? That's adorable. Well, you're not allowed to go back, so you can dream about me all you want now.

*Grian smacks Taurtis' shoulder lightheartedly.*

Well it wasn't just you! Don't get ahead of yourself!

Maybe I won't dream of you anymore since you wont dream about me!

Well, I'll go home and dream about you tonight. Then we'll be even.

*The city is in view. The woods are thinning, but it's still far enough away that nobody would notice the two.*

Yeah, do that. I cant be deamimg of you one sided.

*Grian looks at the city with big wide eyes.*

Whoa... hold on.

*He removes the upper layers of his watcher uniform, so he stands out less. Leaving himself in a black base layer, just a long sleeved shirt, pants, and shoes.*

There. I look less like im in a cult.

Aww, my little cultist is getting out of his shell!

This place is really cool. Just- don't oggle to much. They can smell if you're not a local.

*Grian slaps Taurtis' shoulder lightheartedly.*

I'm not actually a cultist!

If I oogle or stare or whatever just drag me along. I don't want to know what may happen if they know.

You're in a cult, I think that means you're a cultist.

*The city is absolutely gorgeous. They're in a slightly poorer side of town, where the roads are crowded with market stalls selling anything you could think of.*

You'll be okay.

*Taurtis ducks his head down and grabs Grian's hand as they walk into the market. He leads the way. They're quite safe at the moment, but they'll be safer closer to the center of the city.*

Is it a cult if we're the gods we worship?

*Grian giggles and looks at the city with wide eyes, just really taking it in. The lights, sounds, colors. Its beautiful. He's not worried at all about danger, he has magic.*

Its better than Japan. Thats for sure.

Calling yourself a god? Wow, never thought you'd be that full of yourself.

*Taurtis grins at Grian. It's great to see him happy. Normal Grian isn't this happy, he's always moping around and talking about the future.*

Wanna stop at my apartment before we grab food? You can leave that big cloak there, and I can grab some extra cash.

Wha- you know thats not what I meant.

*Grian nods, still looking around at everything. His wings reflect the light like an oil leak, shiney rainbow colors danceing across his feathers.*

Yeah, that probably sounds smart. Although I thought you're supposed to take a date out to dinner before you take them home.

Oh, shut up. Anyway, I'm sure my apartment would be a turn-off to anybody i tried 'take home'. I'm a coder who pays rent paycheck to paycheck.

This way.

*He ducks into an alley that leads to a different area of the market. It's to get away from prying eyes, yes, but he can use the excuse of a shortcut if Grian asks.*

Well I don't know. Don't assume anything, that may not matter to someone.

Oh- okay? Do you go this way every time?

*He tucks the wings closer, to avoid them touching the floor or walls.*

Yeah.

*A camera swivels to watch them walk. It's branded with the Agency's colors, and Taurtis gives it a wave.*

I promise it is safe here. The City is great. There's just some shady stuff, like every city. Tokyo had areas like this. New York sure did.

I'm getting a fake ID from a guy near here. He has a flower shop as a front. Maybe I can get some black market flowers for whoever I'm taking to my apartment before dinner.

*Grian stares at the camera, using a fraction of his magic to make it glitch out. Just for fun. He's a chaos gremlin at heart.*

Yeah, there's not going to be a place with this many people that doesn't have some shady stuff going on in the background.

Aww, that sounds cute! Probably cheaper than other places, too. A win win.

*They're entering back onto a main street now. This one seems a bit less shady, and Taurtis turns towards an apartment building.*

Huh... weird. And if yoy don't need it bigger it just... stops?

But yeah it makes sense the center is more expensive.

*Grian keeps his wings tucked in to avoid people touching them. But, alright he admits, he oogles a little at the sights. Just stareing at everything.*

Yeah. The buildings themselves dont change at all, but the city is kinda simultaneously one town and a whole world.

*Taurtis walks up to the front of the building. He fiddles with a key for a few seconds before opening the door and beckoning Grian towards him.*

I'm just down the hall.

#ask the one who watches #ask yhs taurtis #Yippie!!

Thats... weird. How do you know everyone is really real, then?

*Grian follows eagerly, glancing around inside, abd resisting the urge to use magic.*

I'm right behind you.

Uh- the tall god lady brought me here? She said you wanted to see me, and that you were you from a little after the you I know? So probably the you from right after me?

*He trails off when he sees his friend's state. He walks over and crouches down by his friend.*

What... happened? Where did your moth wings go?

@ask-yhs-taurtis

*Grian was asleep. He blearily blinks up at Taurtis, his once brown eyes purple. Before smiling brightly and leaning up to hug Taurtis. Hes sickly warm.*

Oh- Taurtis- finally someone I know!

*He lets go of Taurtis, sitting upright, wings perked up.*

Sorry, sorry. I should ask before I do something like that.

Oh- uhm- my wings are a... long story. Very long story.

I'll be honest. I think younger me would write me off completely as some creepy weirdo and ignore everything I said.

You do look... different. I don't know if I'd trust a guy in wizard robes that I didn't recognize either.

I think I would believe I had finally lost it. Snapped. Coulda pushed me over the edge, depending on when it was.

Yeah, I could see that happening. Snapping.

You did? Huh. Thats weird. Do you think they had any meaning? Like people say dreams have meaning. I dreamed of you guys a lot durring the brief moments I was allowed to sleep with the watchers.

I don't know. If it did have a meaning, it never made itself clear to me.

*They're deep in the woods, about halfway to the city.*

Aw, you dreamed about me? That's adorable. Well, you're not allowed to go back, so you can dream about me all you want now.

*Grian smacks Taurtis' shoulder lightheartedly.*

Well it wasn't just you! Don't get ahead of yourself!

Maybe I won't dream of you anymore since you wont dream about me!

Well, I'll go home and dream about you tonight. Then we'll be even.

*The city is in view. The woods are thinning, but it's still far enough away that nobody would notice the two.*

Yeah, do that. I cant be deamimg of you one sided.

*Grian looks at the city with big wide eyes.*

Whoa... hold on.

*He removes the upper layers of his watcher uniform, so he stands out less. Leaving himself in a black base layer, just a long sleeved shirt, pants, and shoes.*

There. I look less like im in a cult.

Aww, my little cultist is getting out of his shell!

This place is really cool. Just- don't oggle to much. They can smell if you're not a local.

*Grian slaps Taurtis' shoulder lightheartedly.*

I'm not actually a cultist!

If I oogle or stare or whatever just drag me along. I don't want to know what may happen if they know.

You're in a cult, I think that means you're a cultist.

*The city is absolutely gorgeous. They're in a slightly poorer side of town, where the roads are crowded with market stalls selling anything you could think of.*

You'll be okay.

*Taurtis ducks his head down and grabs Grian's hand as they walk into the market. He leads the way. They're quite safe at the moment, but they'll be safer closer to the center of the city.*

Is it a cult if we're the gods we worship?

*Grian giggles and looks at the city with wide eyes, just really taking it in. The lights, sounds, colors. Its beautiful. He's not worried at all about danger, he has magic.*

Its better than Japan. Thats for sure.

Calling yourself a god? Wow, never thought you'd be that full of yourself.

*Taurtis grins at Grian. It's great to see him happy. Normal Grian isn't this happy, he's always moping around and talking about the future.*

Wanna stop at my apartment before we grab food? You can leave that big cloak there, and I can grab some extra cash.

Wha- you know thats not what I meant.

*Grian nods, still looking around at everything. His wings reflect the light like an oil leak, shiney rainbow colors danceing across his feathers.*

Yeah, that probably sounds smart. Although I thought you're supposed to take a date out to dinner before you take them home.

Oh, shut up. Anyway, I'm sure my apartment would be a turn-off to anybody i tried 'take home'. I'm a coder who pays rent paycheck to paycheck.

This way.

*He ducks into an alley that leads to a different area of the market. It's to get away from prying eyes, yes, but he can use the excuse of a shortcut if Grian asks.*

Well I don't know. Don't assume anything, that may not matter to someone.

Oh- okay? Do you go this way every time?

*He tucks the wings closer, to avoid them touching the floor or walls.*

Yeah.

*A camera swivels to watch them walk. It's branded with the Agency's colors, and Taurtis gives it a wave.*

I promise it is safe here. The City is great. There's just some shady stuff, like every city. Tokyo had areas like this. New York sure did.

I'm getting a fake ID from a guy near here. He has a flower shop as a front. Maybe I can get some black market flowers for whoever I'm taking to my apartment before dinner.

*Grian stares at the camera, using a fraction of his magic to make it glitch out. Just for fun. He's a chaos gremlin at heart.*

Yeah, there's not going to be a place with this many people that doesn't have some shady stuff going on in the background.

Aww, that sounds cute! Probably cheaper than other places, too. A win win.

*They're entering back onto a main street now. This one seems a bit less shady, and Taurtis turns towards an apartment building.*

#ask the one who watches #ask yhs taurtis #hehehebsomthing badddd

Huh... weird. And if yoy don't need it bigger it just... stops?

But yeah it makes sense the center is more expensive.

*Grian keeps his wings tucked in to avoid people touching them. But, alright he admits, he oogles a little at the sights. Just stareing at everything.*

Uh- the tall god lady brought me here? She said you wanted to see me, and that you were you from a little after the you I know? So probably the you from right after me?

*He trails off when he sees his friend's state. He walks over and crouches down by his friend.*

What... happened? Where did your moth wings go?

@ask-yhs-taurtis

*Grian was asleep. He blearily blinks up at Taurtis, his once brown eyes purple. Before smiling brightly and leaning up to hug Taurtis. Hes sickly warm.*

Oh- Taurtis- finally someone I know!

*He lets go of Taurtis, sitting upright, wings perked up.*

Sorry, sorry. I should ask before I do something like that.

Oh- uhm- my wings are a... long story. Very long story.

I'll be honest. I think younger me would write me off completely as some creepy weirdo and ignore everything I said.

You do look... different. I don't know if I'd trust a guy in wizard robes that I didn't recognize either.

I think I would believe I had finally lost it. Snapped. Coulda pushed me over the edge, depending on when it was.

Yeah, I could see that happening. Snapping.

You did? Huh. Thats weird. Do you think they had any meaning? Like people say dreams have meaning. I dreamed of you guys a lot durring the brief moments I was allowed to sleep with the watchers.

I don't know. If it did have a meaning, it never made itself clear to me.

*They're deep in the woods, about halfway to the city.*

Aw, you dreamed about me? That's adorable. Well, you're not allowed to go back, so you can dream about me all you want now.

*Grian smacks Taurtis' shoulder lightheartedly.*

Well it wasn't just you! Don't get ahead of yourself!

Maybe I won't dream of you anymore since you wont dream about me!

Well, I'll go home and dream about you tonight. Then we'll be even.

*The city is in view. The woods are thinning, but it's still far enough away that nobody would notice the two.*

Yeah, do that. I cant be deamimg of you one sided.

*Grian looks at the city with big wide eyes.*

Whoa... hold on.

*He removes the upper layers of his watcher uniform, so he stands out less. Leaving himself in a black base layer, just a long sleeved shirt, pants, and shoes.*

There. I look less like im in a cult.

Aww, my little cultist is getting out of his shell!

This place is really cool. Just- don't oggle to much. They can smell if you're not a local.

*Grian slaps Taurtis' shoulder lightheartedly.*

I'm not actually a cultist!

If I oogle or stare or whatever just drag me along. I don't want to know what may happen if they know.

You're in a cult, I think that means you're a cultist.

*The city is absolutely gorgeous. They're in a slightly poorer side of town, where the roads are crowded with market stalls selling anything you could think of.*

You'll be okay.

*Taurtis ducks his head down and grabs Grian's hand as they walk into the market. He leads the way. They're quite safe at the moment, but they'll be safer closer to the center of the city.*

Is it a cult if we're the gods we worship?

*Grian giggles and looks at the city with wide eyes, just really taking it in. The lights, sounds, colors. Its beautiful. He's not worried at all about danger, he has magic.*

Its better than Japan. Thats for sure.

Calling yourself a god? Wow, never thought you'd be that full of yourself.

*Taurtis grins at Grian. It's great to see him happy. Normal Grian isn't this happy, he's always moping around and talking about the future.*

Wanna stop at my apartment before we grab food? You can leave that big cloak there, and I can grab some extra cash.

Wha- you know thats not what I meant.

*Grian nods, still looking around at everything. His wings reflect the light like an oil leak, shiney rainbow colors danceing across his feathers.*

Yeah, that probably sounds smart. Although I thought you're supposed to take a date out to dinner before you take them home.

Oh, shut up. Anyway, I'm sure my apartment would be a turn-off to anybody i tried 'take home'. I'm a coder who pays rent paycheck to paycheck.

This way.

*He ducks into an alley that leads to a different area of the market. It's to get away from prying eyes, yes, but he can use the excuse of a shortcut if Grian asks.*

Well I don't know. Don't assume anything, that may not matter to someone.

Oh- okay? Do you go this way every time?

*He tucks the wings closer, to avoid them touching the floor or walls.*

Yeah.

*A camera swivels to watch them walk. It's branded with the Agency's colors, and Taurtis gives it a wave.*

I promise it is safe here. The City is great. There's just some shady stuff, like every city. Tokyo had areas like this. New York sure did.

I'm getting a fake ID from a guy near here. He has a flower shop as a front. Maybe I can get some black market flowers for whoever I'm taking to my apartment before dinner.

*Grian stares at the camera, using a fraction of his magic to make it glitch out. Just for fun. He's a chaos gremlin at heart.*

Yeah, there's not going to be a place with this many people that doesn't have some shady stuff going on in the background.

Aww, that sounds cute! Probably cheaper than other places, too. A win win.

Uh- the tall god lady brought me here? She said you wanted to see me, and that you were you from a little after the you I know? So probably the you from right after me?

*He trails off when he sees his friend's state. He walks over and crouches down by his friend.*

What... happened? Where did your moth wings go?

@ask-yhs-taurtis

*Grian was asleep. He blearily blinks up at Taurtis, his once brown eyes purple. Before smiling brightly and leaning up to hug Taurtis. Hes sickly warm.*

Oh- Taurtis- finally someone I know!

*He lets go of Taurtis, sitting upright, wings perked up.*

Sorry, sorry. I should ask before I do something like that.

Oh- uhm- my wings are a... long story. Very long story.

I'll be honest. I think younger me would write me off completely as some creepy weirdo and ignore everything I said.

You do look... different. I don't know if I'd trust a guy in wizard robes that I didn't recognize either.

I think I would believe I had finally lost it. Snapped. Coulda pushed me over the edge, depending on when it was.

Yeah, I could see that happening. Snapping.

You did? Huh. Thats weird. Do you think they had any meaning? Like people say dreams have meaning. I dreamed of you guys a lot durring the brief moments I was allowed to sleep with the watchers.

I don't know. If it did have a meaning, it never made itself clear to me.

*They're deep in the woods, about halfway to the city.*

Aw, you dreamed about me? That's adorable. Well, you're not allowed to go back, so you can dream about me all you want now.

*Grian smacks Taurtis' shoulder lightheartedly.*

Well it wasn't just you! Don't get ahead of yourself!

Maybe I won't dream of you anymore since you wont dream about me!

Well, I'll go home and dream about you tonight. Then we'll be even.

*The city is in view. The woods are thinning, but it's still far enough away that nobody would notice the two.*

Yeah, do that. I cant be deamimg of you one sided.

*Grian looks at the city with big wide eyes.*

Whoa... hold on.

*He removes the upper layers of his watcher uniform, so he stands out less. Leaving himself in a black base layer, just a long sleeved shirt, pants, and shoes.*

There. I look less like im in a cult.

Aww, my little cultist is getting out of his shell!

This place is really cool. Just- don't oggle to much. They can smell if you're not a local.

*Grian slaps Taurtis' shoulder lightheartedly.*

I'm not actually a cultist!

If I oogle or stare or whatever just drag me along. I don't want to know what may happen if they know.

You're in a cult, I think that means you're a cultist.

*The city is absolutely gorgeous. They're in a slightly poorer side of town, where the roads are crowded with market stalls selling anything you could think of.*

You'll be okay.

*Taurtis ducks his head down and grabs Grian's hand as they walk into the market. He leads the way. They're quite safe at the moment, but they'll be safer closer to the center of the city.*

Is it a cult if we're the gods we worship?

*Grian giggles and looks at the city with wide eyes, just really taking it in. The lights, sounds, colors. Its beautiful. He's not worried at all about danger, he has magic.*

Its better than Japan. Thats for sure.

Calling yourself a god? Wow, never thought you'd be that full of yourself.

*Taurtis grins at Grian. It's great to see him happy. Normal Grian isn't this happy, he's always moping around and talking about the future.*

Wanna stop at my apartment before we grab food? You can leave that big cloak there, and I can grab some extra cash.

Wha- you know thats not what I meant.

*Grian nods, still looking around at everything. His wings reflect the light like an oil leak, shiney rainbow colors danceing across his feathers.*

Yeah, that probably sounds smart. Although I thought you're supposed to take a date out to dinner before you take them home.

Oh, shut up. Anyway, I'm sure my apartment would be a turn-off to anybody i tried 'take home'. I'm a coder who pays rent paycheck to paycheck.

This way.

*He ducks into an alley that leads to a different area of the market. It's to get away from prying eyes, yes, but he can use the excuse of a shortcut if Grian asks.*

Well I don't know. Don't assume anything, that may not matter to someone.

Oh- okay? Do you go this way every time?

*He tucks the wings closer, to avoid them touching the floor or walls.*

Uh- the tall god lady brought me here? She said you wanted to see me, and that you were you from a little after the you I know? So probably the you from right after me?

*He trails off when he sees his friend's state. He walks over and crouches down by his friend.*

What... happened? Where did your moth wings go?

@ask-yhs-taurtis

*Grian was asleep. He blearily blinks up at Taurtis, his once brown eyes purple. Before smiling brightly and leaning up to hug Taurtis. Hes sickly warm.*

Oh- Taurtis- finally someone I know!

*He lets go of Taurtis, sitting upright, wings perked up.*

Sorry, sorry. I should ask before I do something like that.

Oh- uhm- my wings are a... long story. Very long story.

I'll be honest. I think younger me would write me off completely as some creepy weirdo and ignore everything I said.

You do look... different. I don't know if I'd trust a guy in wizard robes that I didn't recognize either.

I think I would believe I had finally lost it. Snapped. Coulda pushed me over the edge, depending on when it was.

Yeah, I could see that happening. Snapping.

You did? Huh. Thats weird. Do you think they had any meaning? Like people say dreams have meaning. I dreamed of you guys a lot durring the brief moments I was allowed to sleep with the watchers.

I don't know. If it did have a meaning, it never made itself clear to me.

*They're deep in the woods, about halfway to the city.*

Aw, you dreamed about me? That's adorable. Well, you're not allowed to go back, so you can dream about me all you want now.

*Grian smacks Taurtis' shoulder lightheartedly.*

Well it wasn't just you! Don't get ahead of yourself!

Maybe I won't dream of you anymore since you wont dream about me!

Well, I'll go home and dream about you tonight. Then we'll be even.

*The city is in view. The woods are thinning, but it's still far enough away that nobody would notice the two.*

Yeah, do that. I cant be deamimg of you one sided.

*Grian looks at the city with big wide eyes.*

Whoa... hold on.

*He removes the upper layers of his watcher uniform, so he stands out less. Leaving himself in a black base layer, just a long sleeved shirt, pants, and shoes.*

There. I look less like im in a cult.

Aww, my little cultist is getting out of his shell!

This place is really cool. Just- don't oggle to much. They can smell if you're not a local.

*Grian slaps Taurtis' shoulder lightheartedly.*

I'm not actually a cultist!

If I oogle or stare or whatever just drag me along. I don't want to know what may happen if they know.

You're in a cult, I think that means you're a cultist.

*The city is absolutely gorgeous. They're in a slightly poorer side of town, where the roads are crowded with market stalls selling anything you could think of.*

You'll be okay.

*Taurtis ducks his head down and grabs Grian's hand as they walk into the market. He leads the way. They're quite safe at the moment, but they'll be safer closer to the center of the city.*

Is it a cult if we're the gods we worship?

*Grian giggles and looks at the city with wide eyes, just really taking it in. The lights, sounds, colors. Its beautiful. He's not worried at all about danger, he has magic.*

Its better than Japan. Thats for sure.

Calling yourself a god? Wow, never thought you'd be that full of yourself.

*Taurtis grins at Grian. It's great to see him happy. Normal Grian isn't this happy, he's always moping around and talking about the future.*

Wanna stop at my apartment before we grab food? You can leave that big cloak there, and I can grab some extra cash.

Wha- you know thats not what I meant.

*Grian nods, still looking around at everything. His wings reflect the light like an oil leak, shiney rainbow colors danceing across his feathers.*

Yeah, that probably sounds smart. Although I thought you're supposed to take a date out to dinner before you take them home.

Uh- the tall god lady brought me here? She said you wanted to see me, and that you were you from a little after the you I know? So probably the you from right after me?

*He trails off when he sees his friend's state. He walks over and crouches down by his friend.*

What... happened? Where did your moth wings go?

@ask-yhs-taurtis

*Grian was asleep. He blearily blinks up at Taurtis, his once brown eyes purple. Before smiling brightly and leaning up to hug Taurtis. Hes sickly warm.*

Oh- Taurtis- finally someone I know!

*He lets go of Taurtis, sitting upright, wings perked up.*

Sorry, sorry. I should ask before I do something like that.

Oh- uhm- my wings are a... long story. Very long story.

I'll be honest. I think younger me would write me off completely as some creepy weirdo and ignore everything I said.

You do look... different. I don't know if I'd trust a guy in wizard robes that I didn't recognize either.

I think I would believe I had finally lost it. Snapped. Coulda pushed me over the edge, depending on when it was.

Yeah, I could see that happening. Snapping.

You did? Huh. Thats weird. Do you think they had any meaning? Like people say dreams have meaning. I dreamed of you guys a lot durring the brief moments I was allowed to sleep with the watchers.

I don't know. If it did have a meaning, it never made itself clear to me.

*They're deep in the woods, about halfway to the city.*

Aw, you dreamed about me? That's adorable. Well, you're not allowed to go back, so you can dream about me all you want now.

*Grian smacks Taurtis' shoulder lightheartedly.*

Well it wasn't just you! Don't get ahead of yourself!

Maybe I won't dream of you anymore since you wont dream about me!

Well, I'll go home and dream about you tonight. Then we'll be even.

*The city is in view. The woods are thinning, but it's still far enough away that nobody would notice the two.*

Yeah, do that. I cant be deamimg of you one sided.

*Grian looks at the city with big wide eyes.*

Whoa... hold on.

*He removes the upper layers of his watcher uniform, so he stands out less. Leaving himself in a black base layer, just a long sleeved shirt, pants, and shoes.*

There. I look less like im in a cult.

Aww, my little cultist is getting out of his shell!

This place is really cool. Just- don't oggle to much. They can smell if you're not a local.

*Grian slaps Taurtis' shoulder lightheartedly.*

I'm not actually a cultist!

If I oogle or stare or whatever just drag me along. I don't want to know what may happen if they know.

You're in a cult, I think that means you're a cultist.

*The city is absolutely gorgeous. They're in a slightly poorer side of town, where the roads are crowded with market stalls selling anything you could think of.*

You'll be okay.

*Taurtis ducks his head down and grabs Grian's hand as they walk into the market. He leads the way. They're quite safe at the moment, but they'll be safer closer to the center of the city.*