Yo, just me finishing up summerfest because waow... I am late and sore from band camp still. Also I'm kind of too lazy to actually search through who I need to reply to, so they're kind of vague.
Milreaf/Hiro - Milreaf sees Hiro trying to decide how to help Bon, but is kind of just letting it go right now. They get some areas of their lives smooth over and throw fire/iceballs back at each other.
Lemmy/Zacharie - Lemmy says ye to his friends and goes back home to his veterinarian in training roommate, Zacharie. After a few sex joke cracks from Zacharie, they plan to get tine all fixed up and pampered for the next time.
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Milreaf smiled at Giegue and left on her own accord, ushering her bird to come along.
Pausing behind Hiro, she looked in the direction he was staring at. Noticing a fallen person on the ground, she wondered what made him hesitate to help. Then she noticed it was because someone was helping her.
"It's okay not to help everyone, you know. You're only human."
He turned around and sighed outwardly.
"Human or not, I'm still Milletian. I guess... I can... just... not take... care of... someone... for once..." he twitched a bit erratically and tried his best to peel his eyes away with much difficulty.
"Hiro... did you even eat yet..? You, go about helping others because it's your job. But when it comes down to it, you don't help yourself."
"Says the person who does it all the time." he snorted, and stopped when he saw a glare piercing into his eyes. "Lemmy, said you passed out after the Ewecinox. With mana and potion poisoning. Then you ended up getting sick after promenade. You can't keep doing things like that."
But he reached into his inventory and pushed a few boxes into her hands.
"You ran off before I could come back from the stalls. I got the dishes you wanted, and more." his teal eyes twinkled a bit and gave a dorky wink.
Opening the boxes carefully, they were just as mentioned what she ordered before. (I actually am braindead and can't remember anything rn) As well as her favorite dishes.
"Y-you got me... cream croquettes... but don't you have to cook those...?" he nodded, taking a swift bite out of it. She relished in it's soft warmth. "It's delicious...! H-how did you know that these were my favorite...?"
He shrugged his shoulders and patted her head gently.
"I know you from a long time ago. You just don't remember because you became a Milletian."
"S-so...what were you to me then. You act so close and protective... but that is confusing me."
Hiro arched an eyebrow. But he eased his posture.
"I was your older brother. I guess I still would your brother." he paused. "Ah, not blood related brother. I was adopted about 6 years before you were adopted. So we're just foster siblings. I took care of you for 8 years before you passed away. So quite naturally, I'd know everything about you!" he gave a sheepishly sad smile and a pitiful gaze. "But now, because you've grown up... I don't think I know even a fraction of you like before."
Turning her face away, she blushed furiously. So he wasn't what she thought at all. But just much nicer... shaking her head she gleamed up at him.
"Well... then you can learn then!"
Hiro smiled and nodded his head. Only to get hit by an incoming snowball projectile.
Falling backwards onto the sand he stood up hurriedly.
"Y-you! You threw those snowballs with the ice projectiles...! How dirty! I had to take care of 2 people from that" throwing a fire ball projectile back.
Barely scorching her hair, Milreaf promptly aimed another ice ball back. Unable to let his pride go down, the two had volleyed ice and fire magic back and forth until they both got exhausted.
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After seeing Haru run away hurriedly, Lemmy checked his watch and noticed it was about wrapping up for the night. Waving a quick bye to Rai as well as promising to text and hang out later, he made his way to flying back on his pegasus.
Opening the door to his home with one slightly free hand, one arm holding tine, the other arm attempting to keep the box of food away from the small puppy, he was greeted by his roommate.
"Welcome home, sweet Lemon Cake...!"
he scowled at the nickname, but firmly rested tine onto the floor. Surprised by the sudden dog, Zacharie raced over and petted the small dog gently. It seemed tine had grown fonder of Zacharie in the few seconds than of Lemmy in their entirety of acknowledging each other's presence. In actuality, Zacharie was simply checking over the dog.
"I didn't know you got another jindo..."
"It's not mine it's er... ah..."
"Oh right right, it's the boyfriend's. Got it." Zacharie looked up, and raised an eyebrow. "It's not that surprising, Lemon Cake. It's the same guy from prom, isn't it? It's alright to admit it. You don't hang out with a lot of people, and the past 5 months or so, you only have been around this one person. So...! I figured something got serious between when you met and now."
A bit dumbfounded how his roommate had collected that idea so quickly, he flushed into red immediately.
"I can't take all the credit." carrying tine in his arms, he sat on the edge of the couch arm and smiled. "Milky sent a picture of him to me once! I must say that you have quite some good taste." he winked and continued. "Plus, you got some pretty deep hickeys. I guess the other day when I came back for something and heard those noises in your room, you two got a little too busy. How far did you go? I heard 3rd base when I got home."
Lemmy was about to strangle him but resisted when Zach moved the puppy in front of him. "He looks a little young... maybe he's just one of those baby-faced guys. Didn't you say that you had an older woman phase before?"
He stopped laughing, but looked at tine in his hands.
"What's her name?"
"Her...? I thought the dog was male... so I was going to have him play with kyoruu.
"Hmm? Yeah... this is a female dog... Ah... well that's a bit awkward... Oh the name says tine. That's kind of an odd name."
"It's short for Clemmyntine."
"Well that's cute."
"It has my name in it."
"Ohhhhh." Zacharie stared back at the dog and then back at Lemmy. He slowly went and checked her over. "I have my med bag with me, so I'll be right back! I wanna check if she has everything up to date."
He was about to stop him, but knew he had a wide assortment of random things in his bags... The chocolatey-violet haired young man came back and looked at the dog really confused.
"Er... Well, she seems to not have any shots.. I wonder how old she is, actually. Must not be more than a month or two." he paused and kept carrying her in his arms. "Say, when are you going to see your boyfriend again. Sorry, I don't know his name."
"Hatto, and he's kind of upset at me still, so I'm unsure."
"If it's not in 3-4 days, I'll just bring tine with me to my internship and get her vaccinations all set." then he paused. "It's about the kissing booth, isn't it? Didn't I tell you that day to wait and see what may happen? Anyway. If you pay for the vaccinations, and give back his dog all nice and healthy... I am sure he won't be upset at you, he might be indebted and speechless and want to pay back 5 times over...!"
"I don't have a need for money, Zacharie..."
"I didn't mean it in the monetary sense, Lemon Cake. I meant it more of...being in bed, kind of sense."
Feeling his knees get weak, he fell to the ground and covered his face. Zacharie suddenly softened and placed tine on the ground again.
"I...I guess you two didn't get too far. W-well!" straightening out his scarf, he smiled gently. "I'm sure you won't do anything else too careless, but let's just take care of her okay. Since she's still a puppy, I'm pretty sure Kyo won't do anything to her... She's not in heat afterall. But, I'm sure this Hatto-person, would love a cute and vaccinated dog."
Whistling out to call Kyo from his backyard, the older dog wagged his tail in expectation, as he slowly carried the small puppy back out by the scruff of her neck to where the other pets stayed.
"You should go to sleep, Lemon Cake. I don't have work tomorrow but..." he smiled. "I should be back by the afternoon! So, she should be all vaccinated by then. See you!" watching him go up to his room, Lemmy sighed deeply. He still had a large tinge of regret in his voice but decided to go to his practice room and play music in there.
Shuffling out composition papers, he began to write them all on the same score, only to rearrange and fill them in slowly and mind numbingly. Playing portions of the music on his piano, he finally got to the end where he smiled happily.
"I should.. show him this then. He hasn't been here yet... and he hasn't actually heard me play piano before... so he can have two new experiences and his dog back." checking the time, it was close to 5 in the morning. He said good bye to Zacharie around... 12:30. He frowned, he always got held up by music every time.
Deciding it was okay to just send an owl, he wrote a simple note.
"Please come meet me in Emain Macha Square in two days during the afternoon. I want to show you something at my home, so please come."
Lemmy thought it sounded kind of desperate and childish, but he tied the scroll with a navy ribbon and hailed an owl and watched it fly away. Hopefully he'd come...
Milreaf/ Lemmy(birdy): Milreaf also reunites with her bird. Her bird offers Giegue a wolf as a friend offering.
Hiro: On the lookout to scout for hurt people. (Thanks to Gie, for reminding me. So if anyone needs medical help, just... he's on the lookout now. )
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Milreaf pushed Giegue a little too hard and the shorter girl fell promptly on her face. She suppressed a scream. Merdavi's fear of Giegue almost made her as fearful.
When the duo had finally arrived on the scene, she raced forward and pulled her pet's head close to her arms.
"Aww, you even gave him one of your home welcoming gifts~ Who is my good birdy? You are!" she continued to rub her ahead against his beak while the fireworks shot off.
"What a cute bird~ You must belong to uh… Milreaf, right~? Hehee~"
Lemmy cocked his head and approached Gie. Writing on the sand with his feet, he gently wrote in fine print:
"Are you...friend? Friend too?" Milreaf just gave him a look, it hadn't detailed anything really. But it was mostly sadness. Friends... she dind't have many, nevermind any that were female. Despite the fact she was fiercely afraid of men.
The bird gave out a shrill call and wrote underneath the first line.
"Yes, Milreaf is my owner. It's nice to meet you. My full name is Lemmykyun Macchiatonii. I'm named after her friend."
Reaching under his other wing, he pulled out a wolf, he brought it in front of Gie and dangled the wolf by its tail.
"Sorry, not as clean kill. Delicious."
Staring back at Mardi, Hiro thought that he looked rather peaceful. A few bloody wounds that he had to rechange, but it would prove to be fine.
Umbra had come earlier, and Lemmy had ran to get a bandaid from him. And a cardigan...for some reason. Seeing as how there might be many people who had gotten hurt from the dolls, not as if they warned them... There may be a few more hurt people.
The night was ending, but he didn't want to leave hurt people hurt. Taking the moment to check back on Mardi for one last time...he found there was nothing else to be done. Strolling down the area, he hadn't seen anyone who had to be helped just yet. Many surprised faces. But none so far...
(birdy) Lemmy: stares down Merdavi and thinks he is new friend. Offers him a giant rat.
Hiro/Milreaf: Hiro suggests Milreaf to get Giegue with her to Merdavi. Notices Umbra and heals her hands.
Lemmy: Gets embarrassed because of Haru's doll exploding.As he gets a bandaid for Haru from Hiro, he notices a dog. Realizing who it belongs to, he carries it back and feeds the dog while giving Haru the bandaid. He also gets Rai a cardigan from Hiro.
Edit: because Rai posted theirs right before I did welp ////
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Lemmy stared into the large dragon's eyes. New pet? New friend? Friend???
He noticed Merdavi inch away from him. He slowly approached even closer. Letting out a bird call, maybe this is a big featherless bird?? Like bony friend?? Curysus is bony friend??
Seeing as how Merdavi still avoided him, he cocked his head. Quickly realizing he did not offer his new pet offering, he put his beak under his wing. From another person's point of view, it would've looked like grooming. But he was actually looking into his inventory (how do pet inventories work) pulling out a rather large... presumably ancient gray rat, he dangled the rat in front of his face, holding the rat by the tail while the body swung slowly back in forth.
With his feet, he slowly wrote out:
"Friend...? Offering? Eat?" he stepped down, and wrote under it.
"Delicious. 2 days old."
Hiro nodded slowly, she seemed like she was testing his patience, and he was doing the same but... He relaxed a tad bit when she questioned her own actions. The head injury must've done worse than he had thought.
Surprised at the small jump, Hiro nods to go ahead, but stops. Another green haired elf was starting to approach the tent. There sure seemed to be a popularity in green these days.
"Sorry Milreaf, Miss. Giegue. I have to tend to someone. Forgive me."
He steps out of the way and watches as Milreaf gently pull on Giegue with her non injured arm.
"Come on, I left him with Lemmy, but I'm not sure if anything could happen from then and now." she tugged a little harder on her arm. "Besides, the faster we get to your pet, the faster you can eat too!"
She noticed her staggering, letting go she simply circled around Giegue to go behind her and pushed.
Hiro waited patiently, and nodded at Umbra.
"Apologies for the wait. Let's see what is wrong." He noticed she was able to come by herself, so she wasn't too injured internally... but... aha. "Ah, you must've touched the dolls when they were setting off."
Grabbing her wrists, to avoid damage on her hands, he gingerly brushed off the blackened area. It could be cloth...or dead skin, but he didn't bother to ask. Both options sounded almost gruesome.
He saw that they were a bit tender, some mild burns, as well as bleeding in some...
"Please just deal with my hands for a bit." gently placing his palms on hers, he pressed a weak ice spell to draw the heat away. Once satisfied, he squeezed gently and healed her hands. He smiled and let go of her hands.
"You're all set."
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He caught Rai staring at him, and he avoided his gaze entirely. His face was a mix of disapproval and that he was caught. He was really worried but... he suppose he could go through his music drafts and compile a composition and piece it together...
Lemmy smiled as Haru was getting acquainted with Rai. Even more so because the awkwardness passed off almost gracefully.
Noticing the small rip in Haru's clothes, he blushed a faint pinkish hue. He rubbed the back of his head. It would've been... extremely unfortunate if he had placed it in the front of his clothes.
Soon after, Rai realized about his own doll-fireworks. Because he was an activity host he was supposed to keep quiet about the actual purpose of these dolls. He got knocked over but noticed that Rai's sweater had reached the sky with his dolls. He patted his friend gently, as he tried to find something to give him.
'Aha... yes, that's supposed to happen. But..." he looked at the area where Haru was scorched. It looked like was bleeding a tad bit. "Let me get a bandaid from a host. And a sweater."
Slipping off the wooden sign off the booth, he carefully placed it down and headed towards the medical tent.
Hiro was checking up on Mardi still. Grabbing an anti-septic bandaid with healing magic properties. Just as he was about to dash off, he asked if Hiro had any sort of loose clothing. In a second, Hiro had reached into his bag and threw an over sized teal colored cardigan at him. Soon after, Lemmy ran back as quickly as possible to the other side of the booths.
Midway through, he heard a dog barking. It sounded like his own dog, actually. But his dog was at home being watched over by his roommate. Looking at the far distance where Haru and Rai were, he thought they could talk to each other... even if awkwardly for a few more minutes.
Looking rather low for the sound of the dog, he passed by the grills when a small white dog had started to paw on his leg. As he looked down, he felt a small wet nose rub against his leg.
Shrieking a bit, the small dog backed out of his yukata and wagged at him. Getting on his knee, Lemmy patted the dog's head as he looked at their collar.
"Tine" he paused, trying to remember why it sounded so similar... until it clicked.
"Clemmyntine." he scowled a tad bit because of the name but then realized it was Hatto's dog. Was he here by chance...? But didn't want to get near him...???
Picking tine carefully into his arms, he looked around. He would've seen Hatto around... or heard him scurrying away. Or perhaps getting angry at him and punching him in the arm. Maybe someone was just watching his dog...?
Tine was trying to get out of his arms, scratching his chest and arm at the same time. Seeing at how adamant they were to get food... he felt bad and ordered a few orders of teriyaki... only not on a stick, so he could keep some in a box to feed.
Realizing he was still making Haru and Rai wait even longer, he scurried to take the box. Carefully giving a piece to tine, he held the dog carefully in one arm, but held the box in another so they wouldn't claw at him too much.
"Sorry for the wait! I found this little cutie around, and I didn't want to leave them behind."
He carefully set down tine on the ground, only after he scratched their head first and ripped the band aid wrapping. With a gentle press, he covered the entire burned marking in one go.
"You can probably take that band aid off tomorrow, but at least it'll cover you for today!" and then he threw the cardigan at Rai, "The one working the medical tent gave me that, so if you want to return that to him, you probably should. Or you can ask me to give it to him next time I see him."
edit: Rai responded before I finished posting and didn't see it, so now it has the response to his now too.
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As she finished tying her sash, she looked up at the dragon.
"In controlled cases like these, they're pretty safe. I suppose it's like how most people view things. Things that can aid you can also kill you. Knives can kill you, but it doesn't mean people don't use it still. Fire keeps people warm, but can easily kill them." she quickly tightened the ribbons in her hair. "Bonfires like these, they're similar to...ah... cuddling? They're great for socializing and having fun in, seeing things burn into flames is fun, I suppose. I'm not fond of seeing things burn."
Walking ahead of him, she slowly noted that no one really bothered her for having a dragon behind her. Presumably believing it was hers. She looked aimlessly around, trying to find Hiro. She noticed him at the Medical Tent.
"You don't like fire? Oh then... just stay.... right here! I think I see Giegue, and I'll be very nice and not mention anything." she looked around and stared at people watching her. "Hold on, let me call my bird. He'll watch over you. Besides, if anyone gets nearby, I taught him how to write! So he can write in the sand!"
Reaching into her inventory, she pulled out a small whistle. Blowing an intricate pattern, a rather large thunderbird flew down. Apparently in its mouth was a mangled coyote, despite the rather messy look, it seemed like a clean kill. The fine blue plumage seemed to be groomed extra well, it shone brilliantly in the dark area. Running towards her bird, she patted his head gently.
"Oooooh~~ Who's my good boy? Who is my adorable Lemmy? You are!" her baby talk would've frightened anyone. The bird dropped the coyote at her feet. "Is this the offering of the day? And you didn't even make a mess! What a good boy you are!" she turned around and looked at Merdavi. "he'll watch over you, okay? I'm going to get them."
She ran off into the other direction. Her thunder bird picked up the coyote and promptly threw the body into the flames, his deep eyes staring into it, only to slowly and almost mechanically stare back into Merdavi's. Frightening.
"A black dragon? I believe I saw one earlier on the beach." he didn't bother turning around. He kept a firm gaze on Giegue. He nodded when she mentioned the raffle doll. He continued to nod when she went on. What was she trying to get at?
His face remained untouched. Stern and void of emotion, but he nodded slowly.
"A black dragon going around able to nip someone. Wouldn't it be easier to either... muzzle it...? Or..." he checked Mardi's forehead temperature. "Not bring it at all?" he then looked back at Giegue with unmoving eyes. "if something was to happen, yes, the blame would fall on the hosts. But more than that, it would fall on you. Pet attacks don't happen unless they are provoked. Which may come from misconduct from the person, or..." he stared directly into her eyes. "the fault of the owner. Depending on the case, the pet could be put down. You don't want that to happen, right?"
Hiro completely ignored the last comment. His hair was like a wick for the most part. It caught on fire most of the time. He was about to drag Giegue around to find her pet, but he felt a hand press on his shoulder and his hair being doused with ice magic.
"Hiro, why aren't you changed into your yukata?" Milreaf stared at him and he suddenly realized that he was so busy with the tent and the bonfire it slipped out of his mind. He quickly snapped his fingers and brought his hand from the top of his head to the calf of his leg. His daytime clothes were quickly changed with his night time clothes. (I honestly think of a magical girl transformation)
Milreaf stared in awe but she noticed Giegue. She seemed a little surprised but she saw the bandage on her head. It would explain why she was not there with Merdavi in the first place. She tilted her head. Why wasn't Giegue at the food stalls? She was at the food the entire time at the promenade...
Hiro noticed Milreaf staring at Giegue and coughed lightly.
"This..." he paused. He still didn't know her name. "Madam... has lost her rather large pet dragon with large teeth and happens to be black with red markings, have you seen such a creature, Milreaf?"
She read the atmosphere about his more than subtle tenseness and nodded.
"Ah, Giegue lost her dragon? I was tending to it earlier. He's by the bonfire with Lemmy."
Hiro raised an eyebrow. He knew Lemmy was here, but... at the kissing booth, wasn't he...? He wasn't slaking... could he? He was never a slacker as a child... Doubted so as an adult...
"Kyuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu-Kyuuuuuu, Lemmy." she emphasized, her eyes dazzling when she mentioned her beloved bird.
Hiro nodded slowly. The rather awkward name for her bird had always made both him and Lemmy very uncomfortable. He slowly turned to Giegue.
"So... Miss... Giegue. Why don't we both escort you back to your dragon?"
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His face flustered further as his friend giggled and slapped his arm. This was a very serious matter! His last relationship was with a woman. And more than that, she cheated on with multiple times with 3-5 different men. He wasn't exactly sure of the number, but the feeling of being left for another still panged at him. He didn't want to mess up or cause him to leave him for another, even momentarily.
Lemmy stared at the booths, they seemed... In varying degrees of quality. Some were in great quality, some weren't... He could always make something. Something hand made... He was great with his hands after all...! N-Not like that... Well, he wasn't exactly sure like that... but he wasn't going to ask someone.
Lemmy still had his head in his hands when Cuan and Miloriana walked up. He wondered if they were dating... They seemed pretty cozy at Prom...They looked good together, actually. He watched as Cuan placed down 50 gold. He wasn't upset with kissing a boy... his partner was male after all.
But instead of being kissed on the lips, Miloriana had pressed her lips against his cheek. It wouldn't be so bad... if it wasn't for the fact Cuan had taken the other cheek. He felt his face flare into red and could hardly see anything but white out of pure embarassment. He heard more gold being put into the tip jar, but he didn't really think about it.
He suddenly snapped out of it and shook his head. Miloriana and Cuan were long gone. He couldn't keep getting embarrassed every time someone randomly kissed him. Or just anyone in general... Hence why he was fine if he initiated a kiss, he would flare into embarrassment if it was the other way around. Always without fail. He pressed his fingers to his still burning red face.
"S-someone help me... f-forgive me...aha..."
He needed water to be poured on his head. He removed his hands, he needed air...air... just...
He heard Rai continue talking, his voice was very slurred still. Listening to the advice, he remembered the last time he was bold about his feelings. The poor ginger haired boy had collapsed out of euphoria. Then other times, if he said something remotely sweet...he got hit. Hard. He actually had bruises at places where he got hit but, he wouldn't tell him. Lemmy felt he would be scolded for getting easily bruised by being hit.
"Hey guys, how's it going?"
"Hey, welcome to the kissing booth...?"
Looking directly at the one calling him, he eased a little bit.It was Haru.
"Ah? Well, as you can see here, I'm the one running the kissing booth at the moment. You might've just witnessed my greatest..." he paused, thinking about Prom. "Second greatest moment of embarrassment yet." he pointed at his knees, though he didn't think if Haru could see them. "My greatest moment of embarrassment had included an aftermath of an ice cold pitcher of water and rather weak knees. I had fallen out of embarrassment."
He laughed very awkwardly, he stopped and rubbed the back of his neck. Suddenly realizing his still exposed chest, he draped the yukata it closer to his body. He still had... bite marks... all over his neck and body. He didn't want anyone to see, or really point it out.
"So, what brings you here Haru?" he smiled gently. "Here for a kiss with me before I close up for the night?" he winked casually, chuckling he waved a hand away. "If you really are, that's fine." he looked around. "If not, that's fine too. My shift is ending so you can hang out with..." he paused. Neither of them knew each other.
He dusted his yukata off, gesturing with his hands he introduced them.
"Haru, this is my friend Rai. And Rai, this is my friend Haru. We can hang out in a little bit, since the fireworks are supposed to start rather soon." he leaned on his hand. "I hear they are quite a lovely sight to see tonight. It would be nice to see them with a sweetheart, don't you think...?"
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Lemmy sank his head into arms as he watched no one come by. His ears perked up a bit when Rai finally answered. His hand giving him a reassuring squeeze. He was certain that Rai was becoming more sober, his tone of voice eased up into its more common gentle sound.
"Aha...thank you very much. If I wasn't running this kissing booth for Milreaf and Hiro...I think I would've come to just hang out... and as a... date?" he tilted his head slightly, looking directly at Rai. "To be honest, we haven't been on a date and it's been a month already and... I'm already unsure of what to do on a date. I...I don't want to mess up either..." he looked down and placed his face in his hands, he was beginning to talk faster and a little louder. Two traits he had when he was getting nervous. "I-I guess I'm really just nervous, because I haven't dated anyone in so long and... they're important to me....What do you think...?"
Then he looked up suddenly.
"D-Do you think I should get him a gift? I'm not sure what he'd want but something as a souvenir. But he didn't really want to come so...and he was kind of upset with me earlier...and I don't want to mess things up, but I don't want to seem like I didn't think about him at all...Like I was enjoying not being around him...urk" he was chewing on his lips, almost making them bleed.
Milreaf listened very carefully then. She supposed that Merdavi wanted his own freedom, rather. But she was running away because she didn't want to face up to something that could be her own fault. She stared at the wolf in his mouth, the felt was already scratched up a bit from being held too long.
"Subtle...?" she was a tad bit more fearful. But she was sure it wouldn't be anything like the incident at prom.
Seeing the corpse dropped into the ocean, Merdavi made a clean landing onto the sand near Cyniel's attraction. Understanding his fear, she quickly slid off his back and patted her clothes down. In her bag, she took out her yukata and slid it on.
"Come on Merdavi, if you come and get closer to the bonfire, no one will suspect anything. Just a little dragon wanting to be warm. If Giegue finds you...then surely she'll think the ice was melted by the warmth of the fire."
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Hiro gave a short wave to Yuujin and smiled to himself. She was a lot calmer now, thankfully. It was very important to calm down people alongside healing them. So hopefully she would have a great rest of the evening. Staring at Mardi, he propped the chairs up and added a pillow and blanket so that Mardi would be resting at least comfortably. He had no idea how to take care of him to get home, however.
He jumped again as Giegue had suddenly called out to him, he was nervous and unsure what he did wrong. She pulled out the raffle doll that looked like him. She kept staring back and forth between her doll and himself. When she started giggling, Hiro sighed out.
How many people actually had a Hiro doll anyway? And why was his cowlick so...prominent... He pulled on his actual one several times. It suddenly combust into flames, whenever he did it too often and not realized. Being a fire mage and using his fingers as to control his magic...
"Ah..." he paused, he didn't know her name. "Ma'am...are you alright? Were you looking for someone at all?"
He was suddenly unsure if he should've disturbed her. She seemed a little more at ease staring at the doll. He wasn't even paying attention to his cowlick on fire.
While Hiro was still clearly worried by Giegue's antics. Also completely worried if she might randomly go ballistic on him if his face contorted to panic. Milreaf was able to read faces and slight changes in the atmosphere extremely well, he had learned to be able to keep a firm yet stoic face. He was slightly startled by the tap on the shoulder, but he stood up quickly when he heard her talking.
“Um…my name’s Yuujin, thank you for what you did. I actually only had agreed to work with Mardi during the day, so I’d like to go to the bonfire, but is there anything you need help with before I go?”
He dusted off his shorts quickly, he took a look around the tent and meager supplies in there. The only person who would really need rest was just Mardi. But he could prop the chairs and give him a proper pillow and blanket. The other two were free to go. Though, he wanted to keep a close eye on Giegue. Not because she actually needed the attention, but because he was afraid of what may happen. He shook his head.
"No worries, you're free to go off and enjoy the rest of the night. I've already set up the bonfire, and I can simply clean up the mess here. It's nothing new nor difficult to me." He gave a genuine smile and a curt bow, offering his hand politely. "It's an honor to meet you Yuujin. My name is Katsuhiro, but everyone calls me Hiro. Seriously, don't worry about it. I've had to go through much worse when I was learning. Your friend and everyone else will be safe under my care."
A young man stares out quietly as ongoing passerby walk past him. It seems that he's a bit cold. With a rather small frown etched his face, you question approaching him. Then you hear him speak, a very gentle and fluid voice is heard.
The kissing booth is 50 gold for each kiss
All proceeds will go towards charity and other good will foundations
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Basically; because of Mardi being knocked out cold, host Hiro will now be doing medical procedures on anyone who is hurt. Unlike Mardi, he will not be stationary. He will periodically move around to help anyone who is hurt.
Summary:
Hiro - Basically he gets over and sees Alpha walking off. He treats Mardi first because the guy's probably gonna bleed to death. Then Coro. Then Giegue. When he realizes Giegue is Merdavi's owner he begins to panic.
Lemmy - he's questioning if Rai is actually drunk or not. Tries to get some conversation in to catch up with the times.
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After settling down the bonfire and getting some kindling around for any bystanders, he made sure to warn people to not throw their friends or enemies in. Oh, and if they decided to cook their food... not to get it to the point of being too close else it would scorch.
At some point, he looked over to where the medical tent was. He was a bit peeved that there was only one cot still. Very mildly equipped. As he began to make his way over there, a younger green haired elf had locked eye contact with him and began running as quickly as she could to him. Before he could make a word, she began to grab him by his wrist to the medical tent. Judging by how tightly she was grabbing not to mention how earnest she was to get there, something bad had happened.
"Don't. Fuck. With. Me!"
A grey haired demon had stormed out and leaving behind a heavily bleeding and unconscious doctor, a broken cot, and two mildly cared for patients. He pulled on his cowlick several times, when he felt he was unconsciously lighting it on fire again, he stopped.
"Please help with the med tent. I'm scared for Mardi..."
He looked back into the eyes of the younger elf girl and nodded. He first took a look at the bloodied doctor. He sighed semi loudly. He reluctantly agreed to letting him run it, but if he had known...he would've been running it instead.
"It's alright. I'm a licensed nurse, I know what to do." he paused while he carefully propped who he assumed to be Mardi on the ground, elevating his high areas of bleeding. "Technically, I could be licensed as a doctor. But no... let's just get your friend back into shape."
Getting out his inventory bad from his pocket, he removed his medical kit inside. Medical kit would be a bad way to describe, as it seemed vastly large and organized. It seemed to be stocked with materials for surgery as well. Hiro quickly made an icebolt crystal, onto to quickly melt it with a firebolt so he could dampen his towels. Taking care to carefully clear away small rocks and sand from Mardi's blood and wounds.
Noticing that several areas were in limbs, he quickly added pressure to much of the points to stop the bleeding. Realizing it didn't stop, he pressured parts of his arteries till it did. Feeling slightly content, he carefully wrapped the area in gauze and a bandage. He continued to work on other parts of his body until he looked like almost like a mummy.
While wiping the excess blood again, he carefully laid Mardi on his back again. Pressing his fingers around the afflicted areas, the air began to feel warmer. He could slowly start to feel his blood pulsing through his body again, regardless he didn't quit until he could feel a labored but still breathing body. The magic that he was using was causing a slight strain on him. It was rare that he ever had to use this heavy cleric-extensive magic.
He turned to face Yuu and shook his head. "Sorry, the air got warmer because of the heavy healing magic needed to save him from the brink of death. If he's a Milletian, then he'll certainly be well in a week or so. While I can definitely heal him completely, it's always best to give one some rest. If he's Tuathan...he'll still live. But, the recovery will take him about 6 months. In either case, he isn't allowed to strain himself. I'd suggest getting him a wheelchair. He'll feel like an old man but..." staring at Mardi carefully, his chest heaved slowly. "He'll be lucky he survived that attack."
He looked over at the other two. He saw one of them flown off the cot. Looking at the semi-messy haired boy, he checked his bandage carefully. Seeing the rather raised and dark bruise, he could feel there was something beyond cosmetic damage. Removing it entirely, he got semi-irritated with the doctor on hand. Leaning the boy against the wall, he reached into his bag for his glasses. Specially designed glasses meant to be used for x-rays amongst other things. One would just change the setting. Carefully placing it on, he switched the setting from cardio to x-ray. Focusing his lens at his bruise, he noticed stray ice shards had been partially protruding into his brain.
Hiro grit his teeth and very gently pressed two fingers on the bruise. He could feel a shiver running in Coro's body as it still hurt. He carefully melted the ice and with a different spell drained it from his brain. He began to wonder what kind of doctor Mardi was, especially if he couldn't do simple spells like these. Using a cotton ball, he wiped the area with rubbing alcohol, pleased to see it lessen. He gently applied pressure and heat into the bruise. While keeping on hand busy, he check the other areas for damage. Beyond just sand, he seemed fine.
"I'm going to put a small bandage on your bruise, alright? If you suddenly feel pain... run and get me as soon as possible. You won't find me at the tent though, I'll be around searching if there's anyone else who needs help." he let his hand go and gently bandaged the area. "Rest is what you actually need. But since I don't think you want to leave the festival just yet... I can give you some pain killers. Just tell me if you want them, because the pain might spike."
Looking at the semi-dazed girl, he wondered what had gone wrong with her. He then noticed a speck of purple-pink under her hair. He turned back to Yuujin, it was likely her band-aids.
"When did it get so dark? …Wait where’s my Dragon?"
He raised his hand, but saw that she wasn't exactly dazed just... confused?
"He’s not allowed out alone at this time of night, has anyone seen a large black and red dragon? Big teeth, bigger mouth, looks like he’d bite you, probably kill you if he got you alone in a dark place?"
Hiro suddenly realized it was the dragon that both he and Milreaf had been around earlier. Turning to face the area where they used to be, he suddenly panicked since they had not returned. Hearing the last bit panicked him, especially if the dragon could kill...
he shook his head, and carefully leaned over to Giegue and carefully took off the bandaids. He looked over at Yuu.
"These were probably yours, The area might need to redress the wound, so I'll have to change them. I like your color of band-aids though!" he stared at Giegue, and he shook quietly on the inside. He couldn't understand facial expressions and how one said words as well as Milreaf said but the dragon seemed to be fearful. And right now, he was scared for both of them. He saw the rather large gash wound, he bit his lip. It at least was cleaned nicely, no sand...but ah there was a small rock. Carefully removing it, he wiped down her bleeding with a disinfectant. Carefully bandaging her forehead, he tried to fix her hair to how it looked before. It wasn't really working.
He wondered how much time he could save for Milreaf and the dragon before the girl was completely conscious.
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Lemmy stared at Rai as he tried to sit up straight. He had the biggest goofy grin on his face as he stated. Pressing a finger to his lips, he frowned a little. He was humming through the entire question. It didn't bother him, but he questioned if he was sober or not.
"I...Am..." he paused for a second. "drunk."
Lemmy nodded quietly in acknowledgement. He was really unsure if he was drunk or not, but he wasn't going to make him walk a straight line. Not to mention...he outwardly admitted that.
"Well, we haven't hung out in a few months. Just wondering what you've been up to." he said gently. He took out his phone and slid it upwards. There was no new messages. He put it back to where he got it from. "Text messages are great and all, but there's a difference between hanging out and having a merry time chatting and simply texting every day, you know? There's some things you can't exactly talk about on the phone through text messages."
He leaned over the counter and stared at the incoming scene. He decided to keep talking, he wasn't too comfortable around too many people. But he was a bit more at ease with Rai, not to mention...if Rai really WAS drunk, then he possibly wouldn't remember what he would be saying anyhow.
"Well for me, I've finished a few novels that I think you may enjoy. I've been trying to write new music, but I'm kind of stuck at certain parts. Prom went...fine. Better than fine...except someone died." he stared uneasily at the ocean. "And...I guess I've found someone really important to me. Important as in... a lover, not as in a really close friend."
Miloriana helped and stated what she would say a while ago, so I got her ok for what she says!
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She tilted her head to the side at the words of being a 'belonging'. What could that possibly be? But she had said she wouldn't pry. His voiced laced with fear had undoubtedly spoke of some hidden evils from the shorter Milletian.
As he mentions mages becoming more powerful at night, she wonders about that thought. While she was a mage by any means. She clearly didn't become powerful at night, yes she could regain her mana faster and return a fire much more quickly. Then again she wasn't exactly fine tuned into her craft at all yet.
She was caught offguard as he quickly dove in for a wolf, only to quickly climb up to a full altitude in the sky again. Milreaf was slightly woozy but nothing she hasn't handled before.
"Hungry?" she stared at the wolf's neck. She inwardly wondered if Merdavi was going to drop it. Her bird like to shake the corpse until parts of the body fell off while they flew. She was unsure if he was that kind of eater. Well, after they ate. "Hiro was supposed to get me food. But then we kind of left him." starting to become anxious; she stared at the ground, she noticed a red fox family. Aiming for the ground next to them, she made the area snowy. Watching the foxes dive into the snow, relaxed her a bit.
She looked at the area some more. The festival was still in sight.
"I'm much calmer than before...I'm not exactly sure why I was angry now... It seems silly now. I'm ready to head back whenever you are." she paused staring at the now flaming bonfire she was supposed to help with. "I also don't want you to get into trouble with Giegue. I'm not sure where she went, but it'd be dangerous if you didn't get back in time. I'm not sure how her rage is, but if it's capable of ruining the festival... I'd rather not risk it for any of us. Also, I wouldn't want to see you hurt and with wounds the next time I see you."
Lemmy stared at his lemon. This was his 4th lemon. The fruit stand owner wasn't really displeased with him eating them... just that he was glad that he was eating them. Lemon didn't seemed to be that popular of a fruit. He wondered why, it tasted great. Not to mention they were sweet yet sour. And they were great in candies and pastries.
With a turn he heard his name being called, as he turned around; he fell to the ground as the shorter elf gave him a big hug.
He could smell the whiskey on his breath, trying to stand up again, he noticed that he dropped the lemon he was eating... oh well...
Tossing it into the trash can, he grabbed the young man from the arm and dragged him to the kissing booth. He didn't seem well enough to be walking around, at least...for hanging out anyway. He noticed the girl was still there, he felt a little bad for coming a little late.
"A-ah... Excuse me? Are your running the kissing booth here? My name is Lemmy, I'm supposed to be excusing you of your duties during the night shift." he tapped her shoulder lightly and saw her jump a tad bit, she turned around to face him.
He suddenly realized it was Miloriana. They weren't awkward exes, but... they were partners for the Yule ball and he certainly hoped she forgot about that.
"Hi Lemmy! Nice to see ya again! Don't you remember me?" she gave a rather awkward smile to him, he tensed up. Is everyone he meeting going to end up drunk? Of course he remembered her, the yule ball had only been a while ago...
"Oh! Miss. Miloriana! N-Nice to see you again... (aw shoot shoot.. shoot... I hope she doesn't think I'm still single) I didn't know you were running this booth. Have you been busy today...? Er... are you alright? You seem a little... unsteady."
Offering a hand, she grabbed it and giggled like a schoolgirl. Definitely drunk. Getting her steady on her feet, he carefully placed Rai into the chair she had sat in.
"Yeah, i got a lot of people. And i'm fine!"
"Oh, I see. I'm glad that you got a lot of people." he still felt she was a bit tipsy "A-ah... do you need some water? I can get some."
Her fingers wrapped around his hand was so tight he could hardly breathe out of nervousness. He wasn't very good with people at all. He wondered how he ever could be around him without fluttering and tensing at all. Then again... if both of them were tense and squirmy...they couldn't really do much together.
"Nah, i'm fine, don't worry about it!" she squeezed his hand even tighter and he tensed up even more as he tried to smile politely. It was beginning to hurt. "I had a lot of fun! I hope the rest of the event is this good!"
He saw her smirk and wink at him flirtatiously. Seriously, she's had a bit to drink.
"Well alright. I'll just take over for now. Why don't you find a friend and hang out with them for the rest of the time? Don't worry about me, I've been to plenty of these festivals. Just have fun."
Lemmy begin to clean up the booth a bit and handed the jar to Miloriana.
"Alright, thanks! You have fun now, too!" he turned around but could feel she was still lingering by. Did she perhaps want a kiss...? But as he turned around again she was gone. Probably off to enjoy herself.
Turning to face Rai, he looked at his drunk friend. He either drank a lot. Or he wasn't exactly the type to hold his own liquor. Whenever he drank with him it was always to the point of just enough but not overboard.
"Say, are you going to tell me what happened the past few months or are you just going to stay drunk?"
Cut up in a few pieces.
Milreaf's piece: She runs off with Merdavi to fly off to someplace.
Hiro's piece: He thinks about his relationship with Milky, helps Lydes heal. He begins to panic that Milreaf is no longer there. He begins to distress and kick himself mentally since he can't leave to help her.
Lemmy's piece: He notices Rai and throws a lemon with a message on it.
Milreaf almost looked offended with the first comment, but her facial expression eased when he showed his fangs again. His dorky grin made me giggle a bit.
"Well, apologies for offending you. But, you don't exactly just seem to be Giegue's favorite companion either." she looked at her arm for a second. "But I'm not prying. You seem to fear her, or what might happen without her. So I'm assuming the relationship benefits mutually..."
Seeing him lower his back for her, she carefully climbs on. She watches out for Hiro, she notices that he's on one knee to help a man that seems to have chest pains. Sticking her tongue at his direction, she situates herself on Merdavi.
Almost taking off in full float, she felt the power in his wings. Rising higher and higher into the skies, she stook her hand out and weakly use magic on the clouds as she brushed her fingers through. Snow started to fall from where her fingers solidified them.
"So, Merdavi. What do you wanna eat? I don't think you want more bears. But if you do, the closest is Gairech Hills. But anywhere would be fine."
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Hiro had finished buying and cooking whatever Milreaf wanted. He felt like he was a pushover. But then again, he was told that he was like that always when it came to her. He felt clearly distressed and panicked that she hardly remembered him. But thrusting memories and things she couldn't attempt to remember would be bad... and she'd grow to hate him but it would cause a larger awkward gap between them.
Carefully placing all of the goods in his bag. No matter what happened to it, it usually had enough space. Not that he carried much.
Stopped in his tracks, he noticed a man hit by a snowball. Only to attempt to stand to only fall down. He clutched his chest sharply.
He looked to where he left Milreaf, she seemed to be talking to the dragon still.
"She can wait a li
ttle longer for me." he thought.
Rushing over to his aid, he quickly scanned for the medical tent. It was already overfilled. Didn't the doctor there know to stock more cots there? He then thought bitterly that it's a small festival, nothing big ever happens. Staring at the snowball, it was snowy and soft on the outside, but clearly on the inside it was compressed with ice shards, it was likely more dangerous than normal rock filled snowballs. His foster father, his teacher, had always mentioned to not make hasty judgements when treating someone. But, in such a case when it could be made, it was sure to help someone.
"I'm sorry, please just take my hand and squeeze it. I'll heal you because the medical tent is full."
He pressed his fingers over the afflicted area. "There may be ice shards lodged in your body. This is a weak spell that will melt the ice safely into water where it'll pass through your body." His fingers began emitting a faint reddish-orange misty air around his fingers. "This...is just to heal you. Just don't strain yourself afterwards. For example, don't bend down too quickly. Ask someone else to do it. Oh and for heavens sake, don't touch the area. It might be bruised at most. It will heal on its own, but you can use ice...er well, a cold compress to speed up the process. Use rubbing alcohol if you'd like to wear away the physical damage."
A fainter green light healed the area. Standing up, he helped the man up before bowing quickly and rushing off to find Milreaf.
He stopped in panic. She was no longer there. Neither was the dragon.
"Could she be eaten? I should've come faster. I should've led us aroundt he festival. I should've held onto her closer. I should've." feeling a vibration in his shorts, he saw his phone signalling when to set up for the bonfire. He couldn't look for her now.
"I'm sorry Milreaf. I'll apologize more when you're back... but for now." he ran to the other side of the beach. He noticed Oonthe looking very serene in his pool of water around a castle. Most of the placements for the bonfire was all in place.
He bowed politely to the workers. Aiming a large firebolt at the top, he continued to add more until it was set ablaze. He nervously looked around. He should announce the start soon.
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Lemmy nervously bit into the lemon he had set his eyes on. It embarrassed him whenever he ate them. More so because of his roommate, but he would never let that known to him. It would just cause merciless teasing.
From the corners of his eyes he noticed Rai. He seemed to be in a kind of dreamy yet sad daze over his sculpture of... he believed Caravan Joe...? The man seemed to look different every time. He doubted Rai had looked over every inch of the festival, and he had just come. Perhaps they could mingle and talk like old times...?
Grabbing a piece of note paper and pen from his own inventory, he quickly wrote a note. Asking for a piece of tap, he stuck the note on the lemon before he reread it.
"I don't know what to write here, but I just wanted to say hi. I'm over by the fruit stand if you wanna chill for the small time before I have to go to the kissing booth.
~ Lemmy."
He closed one eye and aimed the lemon directly at Rai's head. He'll apologize later. He saw he hit his mark. Lemmy smiled in full triumph. His smile soon vanished. He had his contact information on his phone...he could've texted him.
Milreaf initially ignored the first question as she watched him down the seagull and blew the bird into embers. She noticed that she actually hit some people with her snowballs. Eh, not her issue. There was a medical tent, and if people weren't doing their job... well if anything, Hiro would help them.
"Essentially... yes. That's what they eat. Sorry, I'll go get something e- oh wait, my bird likes killing off animals just to play with their corpse." she then paused. "Well, sometimes they're still breathing and moving. I've seen him play with a boar once that was still breathing. But I think you'd rather want something fresher.'
She stopped looking at the embers by kicking it in the air. The initial question dawned to her.
"Parents...? Oh right. My parents are dead. I don't really remember them too well, I know my mom turned a lot of people against me for something I can't control. Even then, the man that took me in... him and his son...I guess foster son? They never really taught me things like that, but believed I could choose whatever I wanted based on my own judgement. And my judgement led me to tag along with him. He hasn't done anything bad to me, anyhow."
She blew some cold air onto the waves, part of it freezing, only to be washed away with the next tide.
"I don't exactly hate Hiro. But I feel I can trust him too. When I see his stupid face... you can see a lot of pain in it. I don't think he's exactly lying. Besides." she looked at her bandaged arm "My best friend... my child hood friend since I was adopted...said he was in my life a lot. So he has to be right."
She stared right back at Merdavi again.
"You should let me ride on your back and fly somewhere. It would be fun. Besides, if you spot a large animal that I could kill, it would be an easy way to get fed."
She hit her lip, she was supposed to be helping Hiro with the bonfire but... knowing him... He should be absolutely fine.
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Lemmy leaped down from his pegasus and landed gracefully. Flipping his hair out of his eyes, he looked around carefully. Everyone still haven't changed from the daytime clothes. Of course...if he wasn't so severely bitten...he would be too. But no, his yukata was fine. He wanted to come early... just to have some fun... his eyes spotted a fruit stand. As he peered closer, they had the normal variety. But they had...
lemons.
His mouth almost watered looking at it. But he tried to resist the temptation. But yet... he still stared at the yellow fruit. Just dying to be sucked.
Note: Milreaf chucks a lot of snowballs filled with ice shards, so if you decide to be a 'random pedestrian' uh... you should go to the medical tent. Especially if it's a blow to the head.
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Hiro eased up a bit when he saw Merdavi stop chewing on Milreaf's arm. He raised an eyebrow at the threat, but he just nodded in understanding. He looked at the slight holes in her arms. While they looked more punctured, they would still prove fatal once infected.
"Hold still. I don't want you to squirm. I've seen a Milletian's arm fall off due to carelessness."
Milreaf squeaked in surprise, but quickly with dextrous fingers, her arm was covered in a bandage. She noticed him hover his hand above her arm and almost in a swiping manner slide it from the top of the bandage down to her fingers. She was about to ask before he replied.
"Some healing magic. They should heal those wounds by the time you get home."
Hiro saw the hovering shadow over his body. He tilted his head confusedly but returned it to the original place.
"Some people wouldn't hesitate to kill a dragon, owner or not." he tutted gently.
With Merdavi's head now separating the duo apart, Milreaf slowly stroked his ear gently. She smiled at Hiro, who returned a sour face. It wasn't because of them being separated, but rather it was a smile that he knew too well. "Sucks to be you."
She raised her hand, it barely hurt now.
"What did you do to it, Hiro?"
"Magic..." she glared at him. "It's a spell that slowly replicates the body's duty to create plates to recreate the skin." he paused when her glare didn't soften. "Slowly, as in... it will heal completely and spotleslly in a few hours. Just don't damage your arm."
Milreaf turned to Merdavi, and felt the fear in his voice. It was a wonder that he wasn't in his rather... humanoid form but nodded. She was unsure if he was afraid of Giegue as is, or if something would happen without her. She could hardly guess because both seemed like viable reasons. She still wondered how she could eat such a large amount of food without care or strain on her body... Speaking of food...
"Hiro." he looked up as she saw that he was texting his foster father. "Will you please get me a popsicle...? In..."
"Cherry. I know."
"But I..."
"I told you, I know you. You just don't remember me." She raised a finger. "Cotton candy too, got it. A snack for you, if you'd like. I know, I'll go make you something." she was almost clenching both hands. She barely said anything and he knew everything. He looked indifferent. "I'll make your favorite mochi on a stick treat. Don't worry, I know how to make it. And something else."
Hiro walked off to the stand with all the treats she wanted. Milreaf took her hands off of Merdavi's head and stomped in place.
"What does he think he's doing? 'I know you. You just don't remember me.' what kind of crap is that??!?!" she could barely speak. She quickly formed a icebolt and quickly solidified it into a snowball. She chucked it at Hiro's direction. Only to quickly throw more and more in random directions, some hitting pedestrians. When it was safely assumed that she exhausted most of her mana supply, she slumped down. She brought her hand to her bandaged arm and gave out a frustrated sigh.
"I hate him, I hate him. I hate him so badly." she turned to Merdavi. "Hiro claims he knew me before I was turned into a Milletian. But..." she softened and her figure shrunk a little "I have horrible memory... I don't remember anything about him. If he was as important as everyone says... I should remember him... but I don't. It makes me so angry, it feels like something was stolen from me."
She looked up and saw that Hiro was still at the stall.
"Hey, Merdavi. Sorry for hearing that sob story. Come with me, let's get away before Hiro comes back. Just because Giegue's not around, doesn't mean you can't have fun. If you get in trouble, I'll cover for you. Also... I should find you something to eat..." she looked around, there wasn't any large animals around. She looked up and saw a large seagull flying over head. She threw another one of her ice snowballs at it, falling at her feet.
"Come on, let me get you something bigger. I don't want to be near Hiro for a while...so..." she offered the large bird in her hands.
Milreaf could hardly react in time before the dragon's jaws clamped over her arm. She could feel his tongue licking the wound on her hand. Hiro stood in awe, but he remembered to continue looking for a roll of bandages.
He was about to say something, but she raised her free arm.
"It's alright. I know what you're going to say. Don't struggle, don't move. I've had my dragon bite me before." she turned her head to him though. He could see little tears well in her eyes. "That doesn't mean it doesn't hurt though. Ahaha.."
"You should've let me bandage it..."
"H-hey... it's alright. He isn't going to rip my arm off." her head turned back to the dragon. With her free hand, she patted his face gently. "Right? You won't? It would be great if you let go. If you need food... or er...blood, I can find something that you can eat."
She paused and looked at Hiro again. "Promise me you won't hurt this dragon because it hurt me, alright?"
"That's silly to hurt a dragon for that reason. You just showed him blood... it's an instinct, not something to truly harm him for." Hiro patted the side face gently.
"If you could please let go of Milreaf, it would be great. I freed your wing from its icy hell, I think the least you could do is let go of her arm." his voice dropped a bit. "She's very important to me, she doesn't believe me at all, but she doesn't remember me at all... I won't hurt you, I just... want you to let go of her arm. I'll bandage it up, and you'll be safe."
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Milreaf, forcibly dragging Hiro down the beach, stared in awe at the ongoing surfing contest. It was an amazement that anyone could simply just... stay on. Others fell, and while others yet... well... they didn't seem to need help just yet.
Hiro, on the other hand felt his wrist being grabbed too roughly. Sure, they were in an okay relationship. You couldn't exactly question anything between them. Except, maybe about someone who wants to see everything with someone... except they ignore the other person entirely... He didn't exactly mind it, she was very cute when she was excited about it. Not to mention she wasn't yelling or punching him.
He grimaced a little bit whenever she had let go. To talk to the vendors that had called them. It wasn't the fact that she let go, but rather how much harder she gripped his wrist when she grabbed it again.
Hiro tilted his head a few times when he began to study her outfit. There wasn't a particular place...he wasn't a pervert, that would be distasteful if one knew their relation... But he realized that she wasn't exactly wearing a swimsuit...like most girls, or have any strap show... But then it could be a strapless but then there's certain reasons to belie-
"Milreaf... Are you planning to go swimming, at any point?" he tried not to think of what he thought, he was a man before he was her... y'know. But still...
She continued to walk without taking a moment to look at him. "Hmm? Nope. I can't swim."
"Oh...that's good."
"Why do you ask?"
"Ah well... maybe...er..." he began to awkwardly tug on the scarf around his neck, he really didn't want to tell her what he was imagining.
Stopping in her tracks, he bumped into her. She hardly scooted further a few inches, but promptly ran towards what she had seen, leaving Hiro behind. He placed his hand above his eyes and noticed a black and red dragon on the shore. Its wing was encased in ice and it seemed to be spreading.
"Look at how cute it is! So cute and soft scales!"
Hiro arched an eyebrow, but then he remembered that she owned a bone dragon herself. Not to mention, had pampered it almost as much as her favorite bird. The one named after her best friend. Not that it could get any more creepy, of course...Then again, she had a pet that for some odd reason had the same name as him... From the corner of his eyes, he noticed that the 'soft scales' had actually ripped through her glove. A small scratch was seen.
"He actually looks kind of familiar...I wonder if she's here... ahh... look at his wing. It's in ice!"
"It is, it looks like it might spre-"
"HIIIIIROOOOOOO~~~ LOOK LOOK! THE ICE IS THE VERY EPITOME OF PERFECTION! IT JUST SPARKLES IN THE SUNLIGHT... AND AND... AAAAAAHHHHH, YOU CAN SEE YOUR REFLECTION. NOT TO MENTION IT LOOKS SO PERFECT!!! IT'S WAY COLDER THAN ANY ICE I'VE PRODUCED. IT'S SO SMOOTH TOO!! LOOK AT THIS CRYSTALLINE SURFACE~~~"
Hiro stared at the dragon sadly before he approached the wing. Milreaf was already too busy admiring the ice, not noticing what he was doing. With firm fingers, he slowly pressed his hands against the ice. Slowly casting a firebolt, he pushed more force into it. Only succeeding in melting partial sidings, he carefully climbed the dragon's back before inspecting the weakpoints of the ice. Before he could, he quickly drew a line where the spreading ice would be. Casting a very weak firebolt there instead. It was used for medical procedures to keep patients warm.
Finding the weakpoint, he carefully pressed his hand down and shoved a firebolt downwards, but just high enough to not hurt the wing. Stepping over the now cracked hole, he promptly stomped on it. Flames started to emerged from his shoes and in one hit the ice fell apart in larger chunks. Unable to realize the amount of force from the break, he slipped off and fell face first into the sand.
"Hiiiirooooooooooo..." he heard his name being called in a whiny tone. He lifted his head to hear better."Why did you break the ice.....! It was so beautiful! I could've studied it for research and...!"
"Just break a part of it off and wrap it in ice silk... you can study it then." He said this while spitting out sand. She nodded and tried to pry a shard off. Of course it wouldn't work since she didn't have an ice pick. Or y'know, used magic. She simply grabbed at it.
"Ouch." she looked at her hand quickly before trying to pry a piece off again. Hiro noticed the amount of blood before he grabbed her hand.
"Look! You're already bleeding! How careless can you even be?" Hiro tapped his fingers against a chunk and broke off a piece and presented it to her. "There is a reason why I have to watch you, you know. I'm not here to be a creep!"
"Hrmph, you're just overrreacting!" she turned to face the dragon. She lifted her hand to show the rather cut glove alongside the rather large gash of blood seeping from it. It was beginning to pool and make its way down her arm. "Hiro is overreacting, right?"
Hiro frowned at her before reaching into his inventory to look for a bandage roll. There was no way he was going to let someone else touch her.
Gentle fingers brushed up against her hair. Too gentle...too inviting...Such a nice feeling... but then... it's his touch...!
"Watch where you're touching, Hiro!"
The clearly older one of the duo stared back with slight smirk.
"Oh, come on. We've been here for a long time... Oonthe and Ishiki have been practically seen outside, and we've yet to make an appearance!" he sat down on a crate by the tent they were under. It was a supervising tent by all means, with supplies that they would readily hand out to other vendors if needed.
Milreaf huffed and turned to the blonde man. His silly smirk slightly irritated her in a way. But why? It was playful, but also expectant.
"What of it? We'll go out in a bit. Besides..."
"Unless~ You want to stay here with me all day until we have to set up for the bonfire!" he flashed a dangerous smile and a wink.
Hiro could barely react in time before her gloved hand had left an imprint on his cheek. His fingers brushed up against the area, before he started to frown.
"I'm here to make sure you don't get violent outbursts, if you keep hitting me...then you're breaking two rules."
"Oh please, I barely believe the first one."
Hiro arched an eyebrow before he sighed. His fingers slowly began to emit an icy cold air as he pressed it against his cheek like an ice pack.
"I was just going to say that you should do something to your hair." he raised his other hand in defense. "It's awfully hot outside, and I bet your hair is really heavy. I don't want you to get strained under the weather. It was hard to help you when you got sick after prom, you were almost at the point of having to rebirth... I'm also still upset that you didn't ask for my help after Ewecinox. How careless are you going to act?"
Hiro saw that his words had come across to her as she sat down on another crate in front of him. Still frowning and looking up at him. She was staring at the mark on his face.
"I'll be fine." he slipped his fingers off his cheek. The icy air dissipating from his hand. "I'm a nurse. Besides, I'm also as knowledgable as a doctor, I can handle a simple slap. Come here, let me help you." he patted his knee gently. Still being wary, she carefully sat on one of his legs.
"I don't think you need these ribbons. They're just design." Hiro hurriedly tugged off the ribbons tied around her arms. She was about to protest, before she felt his fingers on her hair again.
Hiro finally finished the other side before motioning to get off his knee.
"Come on, Milreaf. Let's go out and have some fun before the sun gets down! We're hosts too!"
Always Keep An Angel Within Arm's Length (Prom Proposal)
Dedicated to churpybird
I wrote this a while ago, and just decided to post it now. I mean things have changed but...well I still put a lot of heart and passion into writing this, so I hope you take the time to read it and enjoy it!
I was completely busy with prom and couldn't draw anything, so it's a big wall of text ;v;
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Lemmy's fingers tied the neat blue ribbon around the bag as he lifted it from the counter. His roommate Zacharie had been hunched over a table. Both bored and overly excited, Zacharie headbutted Lemmy in the arm with a slight whine.
"Lemon cake...why can't I come tooooooo? I want to see their reactionnnn..."
Lemmy turned his head to pat the other boy on the head.
"In case I get rejected and get pushed into the fountain." he said quickly, trying to shuffle away from the other.
Zacharie perked up, suddenly understanding. "Ooh? Could this particular mademoiselle have an interest in you?" Lemmy ignored him, continuing on with whatever he was doing. Zacharie knew fully well that those particular cases happened often. "Or? Could it possibly be, that you've been ensnared....oui?"
The white haired young man nearly dropped the plate he was washing. He didn't dare turn around, because his flushed face told more than enough details. Zacharie beamed, he didn't even need Lemmy to turn around to see his ears slowly reddening.
"Aha! I've uncovered you like buried treasure! And the spoils are all for the taking!"
He talked strangely...that was certain. But he was indeed caught.
"But you act like you've been caught taking cookies...and I know you absolutely hate them, Lemon cake." he leaned on the wall closest to Lemmy. "But you certainly look troubled."
"You're not mistaken, Zacharie." Lemmy calmed down and tilted his head to face the other. "But nothing you must riddle yourself with."
He could feel Zacharie's eyes bore into the back of his head as he was placing the washed dishes back into the correct cupboard.
"Lemmy...you're asking someone to prom. Not committing a murder." Zacharie went over to help put away the baking trays they used earlier. "Are you feeling uneasy because of...?" the lack of reply was answer enough. "Look, as much as I would feel guilty, are you going to be all gushy at prom? Are you going to make it painstakingly obvious of how in love you two are? From what I am aware of, you aren't betrothed."
Lemmy snapped back and shook his head almost viciously. They weren't close enough for THAT kind of relationship. He personally...wasn't ready to devote his heart to someone...not after last time…
"Exactly, besides..." he picked up a particular registration form on the table, whilest his voice softened. "There is a person listed here on the date line, so I wouldn't worry. Just because you're a host doesn't mean you have to be organizing and running around everywhere all the time. You're making it seem like this is the point of no return. When was the last time a date turned into an engagement? How many weddings have you gone to? Were any of them from date-turned engagements?"
Lemmy thought about it slowly and tilted his head. "We are not in such an archaic society that date-turned-engagements are necessary. I've only been to one wedding and..." he stopped. Milreaf wasn't there at the wedding, and he was rather thankful for that. Her heart would've shattered in more pieces than it already had been. She had locked herself away for weeks, and by the time that he tried getting back to her, she disappeared. But at the same time he could…
Zacharie felt the uneasy tension. "It's a prom proposal. If it gets to be serious, so be it. Are you going to back out of a prom proposal now? It's still sunny and you know I heard there was a forecast for dark thunder storms...and it would be a shame if she got wet in the rain and..."
He didn't need to finish to see Lemmy pick up the rest of his items and hurry off to Emain Macha square. Zacharie leaned back against the wall, watching Lemmy run hurriedly. Lemmy would've done a prom proposal in the rain, he'd be soaked to the core, but when he had clear intentions...he intended to make them very clear. As he got out of view, he opened the door and followed him.
"He won't notice me if I take another route!" he said happily and took the other street to follow suit.
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By the time Lemmy had gotten to the square, it was turning into dusk.
"Oh...she isn't here yet." he sadly thought. Nele and the young twins were talking, avoiding his gaze. As he looked up he saw the small lights being strewn from banners being lit up. It almost looked like festival lights.
"Don't be nervous Lemmy! Zacharie would make fun of you...! Let's play some music, she is just a little late...!" he turned to the three others and inquired if they would mind his playing.
With a small shake of the head he reached into his bag and lifted out his violin case.
The trio had stared at the white haired young man as he began to pluck and tune his violin. They had heard him play many times, it was a past time on Sunday afternoons. The young man would have the most free time and played in time with nature. The fact that he wasn't at work indicated something special. He had to take off days of work to allow that to happen….certainly extremely special indeed!
With a deep breath, taking care not to bump into anyone, he began sliding the bow across the string. With a very gentle vibration he eased himself into a steady rhythm of back and forth.
Yes... Just like this...he thought. With another deep breath, he began to play out. This particular area required dedication and practice, but a favorite of his. The multitude of eight notes all lined up side by side as it became a melody had won many people’s hearts over.
As his song finished he heard a very faint clap behind him.
He turned around and saw her. Churpy. He was getting nervous already. He tried stumbling out a good evening but it came out poorly.
"G-G...good ever...ner...mrh..." he stopped. He was never this nervous. Even to new people. He always retained an air of sophistication. Just try again! He thought.
"Ah Churpy...Thank you for coming, I thought you wouldn't come for a bit..." he said almost shyly. Why was he getting so nervous?! He felt himself lift his feet on top of the fountain. He almost slipped, he might fall into the fountain without her pushing him in. That was almost worse than being rejected itself.
He felt being watched and let himself go. The piercing eyes from the others made him self conscious of the time.
"Do you remember when we first met?"
Seeing a very slight shake of the head, he felt himself burning up. This made him require saying his entire feelings. Well enough without it turning into an awkward love confession.
"Well...do you remember...? The song I played right then, it was the same one where I saw you here for the first time." so far so good he thought "You were also the only person to really stay and listen for my entire performance. Everyone else left... But you stayed... For two and a half hours. Through every song."
He thought back, he didn't get tired because he was playing, but to an audience it would've been tiring. He always wondered why she never left and continually watched him play several violin concertos the entire time.
"Ever since that day, you came every Sunday to hear me play. Even if it so happened to be the same repertoire. I still don't exactly know why."
Then he stepped forward, outstretched his arm to offer his hand. Once accepted he pulled her right on the fountain as well. When he felt her nearly slip, he guided a hand to her back avoiding her wings to steady her and guide her to another spot.
He felt a little more confident, although still nervous from the bystanders now crowding around.
"Here...do you remember this spot...?" he gave a small smile when he saw a small nod. "This was were we spent Valentine's day together." he felt his fingers slowly getting slippery.
Really now... The worst that could happen was them slipping together. He had to try to hope she didn't feel his palms getting sweaty. Really...why was he getting so worked up?
"You...you gave me lemon juice and called it...Lemmy juice, remember?" another nod. "You gave me a chocolate chip cookie because you didn't know where to buy macarons..."
He cringed on the inside, he hated sweets. He was surprised to see that it was store bought, but he guessed her attempt would even prove fatal. He would still eat it anyway. Getting sick over something someone made for him wasn't as painful...or lethal. In comparison to a lot of other ways to die, that is.
"And you remember that I gave you a cake. Poorly made, but nicely decorated...and a kiss on the lips. I mean, the drink." he started to feel his face turn red. He was fine saying the pun at work, when he felt as though as he was in disguise. But out where he was practically bare...it was a different matter.
When he saw a small giggle, he knew he was going in the right direction. In both the proposal and walking, he was walking backwards to keep a steady gaze after all.
“I...I feel as though ever since that day since you first came here to watch me play...I-I have been feeling more differently about people.” This was turning out to be more of a love confession than he originally thought. “I was planning to go to my own event by myself...I planned this long before. Back when Milreaf decided to host Ewecinox. But she grew ill and she asked me to take over for her.”
He looked around and saw the look of anticipation from the onlookers.
“E-ever since I met you...my thoughts about these things have been changing. I almost feel not ready for this. I...I haven’t been close to someone in years...because I was always afraid of hurting someone I cared about. But life is about risks, don’t you think? People can change too, don’t you think?”
He didn't bother waiting for an answer this time. He slid slightly because of the wet marble and caused Churpy to slide closer to him at chest-distance. Almost breathing each other’s air. Keeping a firm, still sweaty grip on her hands. He realized how soft they were, and started to burn up again.
“When I was younger, my nanny, her name was Elise, always told me, that "if I did it right...I’d get the angels! You’re an angel, so maybe they’ll come!" She always said...that when I found an angel, to keep it within arm’s length…Or well, in this case...I guess it’s chest length.” he took a moment to readjust a fallen strand on her face. “I never knew what an angel looked like, and perhaps I never will. Or perhaps, you were always the angel I was waiting for…Maybe that’s why...I feel certain to keep you within arm’s length.” then he breathed out trying to keep his composure that was already fading. “So Churpy...will you be my angel and go to prom with me?”
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