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"Oh, I'm a mess right now
Inside out Searching for a sweet surrender But this is not the end"Â
Snowflakes dusted along eyelashes as the faun fiddled with the hat perched on top of messy hair. A loud huff sounded as he huddled further into the fluffy scarf wrapped lazy around his neck. "I fucking hate this snow." Onei complained pairing it with a frown at the other next to him. "I can't believe I agreed to this." The closer they got to the ice rink the more he whined.Â
"I've been told it's because I resemble a woodland creature. Keep your fish lips to yourself selkie."Â
"They don’t? I mean, do weird shit?" He was looking around at the other paintings now, briefly glancing over them. It was a shameful observation, but the lack of moving pixels on the canvases made him lose interest. "Do other fauns paint or draw? Or is that just you?"
"Well...there's the orgies..." he trailed off shaking his head at the thought. The faun stood intently in front of each painting, letting out quiet noises of excitement rocking back on his feet before he finally answered Julian. "Do other humans play video games and smoke weed all day?" he asked with a raised brow. "We didn't have paint when I was growing up. Just the woods mostly and I haven't met other fauns for a long time. So probably. I only started when painting when I came to the cirque."
"Well then have fun licking it up," Cyrus said, thin-lipped, already on his way out of the Security tent. He took careful steps not to slip in the lube-covered floor.
"I will shove my foot up your fairy ass and then you'd be wishing you'd help me clean this lube up." he grumbled after the angel.Â
"Like fuck I will."Â
"I'm not letting all this fucking lube go to waste. Do you know how expensive this shit is?"Â
"Huh? What was that? Sorry, I was…Absolutely not paying attention."
"I said it's so cold I think my balls have frozen to my leg."Â
"Aren’t some of those paints hella expensive?" The wolf questioned pulling off his shirt. Tossing it on the bed behind him, Roman started to dig through his closet.Â
"Sure, I suppose." he shrugged pulling the dress up some, to pool in his lap.Â
"I will sue you. For everything you own." Roman teased as he walked in after him. Smiling as he was greeted by Carver and Jabari. "Hey guys.." He said with a grin before looking back at Onei. "Make yourself at home. I gotta find where I put that dress."Â
"Too bad for you all I own is paintbrushes and paints." The faun cast the animals a short look, not bothering to listen to what they said as he ungracefully slumped onto a seat.Â
"So you basically walk around half naked all day." The wolf questioned as they came up to his caravan. Stepping up to the door he pulled it open then stepped back. "After you m’lady."Â
"Well technically fauns are always walking around naked." he strut past with a smirk. "But I guess so. I don't like underwear, sue me."Â
Glitter || Solaris&Oneiros
Solaris frowned at the faun’s reaction, confused and startled at how the mention of genocide drew such hostility out. “I was referring to the genocide I’m guilty of but…seems to me you’re guilty of something as well,” he noted with a lightly quirked brow. “If you insist. It was a comment on your hair.”
"I'm n-not!...shut up!" he gave the other a horrified look dropping the brush in his hand. The faun ducked to pick it up, relieved for the distraction. "Where you made to kill people?" Onei touched a hand to his hair, dusting it with blush that stained his fingers. "How fucking creative. If I get called a carrot top again, I swear."Â
Very Faun-y || Morgaine&Oneiros
"Nah, see that’s why you gotta look for a beast. I think it’d be a bear in your case, no?"
"Well I can't exactly object to all that hair bears have. And I do like my men big."
"But certainly you..experiment. From time to time, at least when nobody can see you." Roman inquired as he came up to his caravan.Â
"If you want to call it experimenting, sure. I like the breeze to my balls. You don't get that when everything down there is fur."Â
"So, I’m curious. Do you do this sort of thing often?" The wolf questioned looking back at the faun. "I mean, you seem to be right at home in that dress."
"Fauns don't usually wear clothes." he held his head high with a smirk. "Especially fucking pants. You know cause the whole legs."Â
Roman sucked his teeth, looking the faun up and down before stepping past him. “This way m’lady.” He teased as he walked toward his caravan.Â
The faun followed after with a roll of his eyes, holding the dress up to keep from tripping over the dress with bare feet.
"Never. I never back down from a challenge." The wolf said with a smirk. "Care to come with me, across the Cirque to my caravan?"
Onei raised a brow before strutting past, in a twirl of pink skirts. "Lead the way then."
"Are suggesting what I think you are?" Roman questioned folding his arms across his chest.Â
Onei copied his movement, crossing his arms tighter and giving a huff. "What do you think? Scared wolfie?"Â