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littlequinthings:
“I can’t do wing kisses, I don’t have those. So– um– what are you, exactly…?” He asked skeptically, still weary about all of this supernatural business.
⦅✖⦆ — “Oh... well they’re nice to get them. Receiving is better than giving. Um, I am a faerie. What are you?” he asked excitedly, curious to learn about everybody in this magical place.
littlequinthings:
Quentin let the boy give his butterfly kiss, pulling away and blinking a few extra times, his cheeks still fairly pink. “That was adorable,” He mumbled.
⦅✖⦆ — “Oh, you liked it. I am glad!” He always liked watching other’s experiencing their firsts. It was something worth celebrating. “You should practice them. They are quite fun. Not as fun as my wing kisses,” he giggled softly.
littlequinthings:
“Butterfly kisses…” He mumbled, blinking a few times. “No one’s ever given me butterfly kisses, I don’t think,”
⦅✖⦆ — “Nobody ever never ever? Oh, that just simply wont do. C’mere,” he reached out and cupped Quentin’s face and brought their eyes so close together that when he blinked their lashes brushed against each other. A few giggles escaped his lips as he pulled away and clapped happily. “There you go. You’re first butterfly kiss! How exciting.”
dmnandrea:
“I’ve just been sleeping, I don’t have parents and I have no home, except for the ocean?”
⦅✖⦆ — “You live in the ocean? Like on a boat? Even some boats have beds though. Does your boat have no beds?” he asked, looking genuinely confused by all this.
littlequinthings:
“No, no, I just– I dunno, people don’t really do that for me normally…”
⦅✖⦆ — “Oh, hm... where I am from everybody always gives each other presents because we always like to see each other smile. It’s pretty nice. The other day I actually got butterfly kisses. You know, when you go up to somebody and flutter your eyelashes together. They tickle,” he explained with a giddy little shrug of his shoulders.
dmnandrea:
“Because I have no idea how I got here.” She said, shrugging her shoulders. “Don’t worry, I haven’t seen any either. I mean yeah I get tired and I sleep, but still I’ve never actually had a bed. You know with a mattress and pillows.”
⦅✖⦆ — “Oh good. Monsters sound scary. Uh, can I ask why you haven’t had a bed though? Like a mattress pillows blankies bed.”
littlequinthings:
“That’s fine…” He mumbled. “You just– saw me and wanted to give me flowers…?”
⦅✖⦆ — “Um, why yes. Yes I did. You are acting peculiar. Did I ... do something wrong here?”
hailgriff:
He listened the boy drone one with ‘uh’ and raised his brow slightly like he was trying to figure out if he was going to keep that up all the time. He nodded, “shocking how sleep will do that. You should be deprived of it.” The hyperactivity rode the thin like with Griffon on being annoying. “I don’t have a name that you need to know.”
⦅✖⦆ — “Deprived? I do not understand. Why would I want to be deprived of sleep? That’s when you dream. Dreams are the best.” Of course, somebody like Rhys had never had a bad dream in his life. Only positive thoughts filled his mind since birth. “You don’t have a name? Oh, I am so sorry. That is sad. We should get you one.”
apoisonviper:
“Your par–…” Vier paused, letting out an obnoxious laugh. “Y’fookin’ parents? God, priceless. Good thing your parents aint here, then, innit?”
⦅✖⦆ — “Well, I’m sure they’ll be here in a little bit. I didn’t fly ahead to far. I mean, they can’t be that far behind me,” he smirked at the woman, not thinking he was taken to any certain place. He thought he was taken in when he fainted or something.
dinadraker:
“I mean.. I’m pretty sure it was definitely bigger. And a lot less, uh, minimalistic?” She replied, searching for the words. The boy sounded so impressed with the room, that she began to question if maybe she was wrong, she’d just dreamed up a bigger room. She smiled at his compliment. “Thank you, Rhys. I’m Dina. So, are you, y'know, not human too?”
⦅✖⦆ — “Dina? Dina was the name of Alice’s cat in Alice in Wonderland, right? I loved that cat when I was younger. Used to want one of my own. Cats are great unless you’re itty bitty. Then they think they can gobble you up. Oh, sorry- off topic, huh?” He blushed a bit at how carried away his words seemed to get at times. “Oh, mhm. I’m actually a Faerie. Do you wanna see my wings?” he chirped up happily. “What are you?”
littlequinthings:
Quentin blushed a bit deeper. “I– I like daffodils, but– this is cute,” He said. “Why did you– why for me?”
⦅✖⦆ — “Daffodils it is then. I’ll make one for you right away! I’m just really tired so I might have to wait till I feel better to get more flowers.” He rubbed the back of his neck and yawned a bit to show his exhaustion. Usually he was buzzing with energy. “Oh, because I saw you,” he smiled happily at the boy.
dmnandrea:
Andrea sighed and casually shrugged her shoulders. “Yeah I did and I’m kind of scared of what this place could be. I’ve never actually had a bed before, I’ve always been swimming around..” She softly said, chewing on the inside of her cheeks.
⦅✖⦆ — “Scared? Why would you be scared? I haven’t seen a monster around here. Have you?” he asked with a hushed voice, as if he were trying to play it safe. “Swimming? Don’t you get tired? Surely you have to sleep somewhere. Sometimes my bed would be a patch of grass on a warm summer night. Your bed doesn’t have to be a bed to be a bed, understand?”
hailgriff:
He nodded looking at him. He was a little confused by him, honestly, him being so comfortable and…happy…about being here. It was almost off putting for a demon who just wanted to cause chaos. Or, well he thought so anyway. He shifted his weight slowly and stifled a soft yawn. “When’d you get here?”
⦅✖⦆ — “Oh, uuuuuuuuh...” the boy droned on and on with that stall before he shrugged his shoulders. “Don’t know. I woke up here, so I guess a few moments ago? I must have had a long long nap because I feel so energized. So giddy I could just zip about. Not this size though. Whenever I try to when I’m big I just run into everything. It’s not pretty,” he laughed a bit bashfully and scratched the back of his neck. “What’s your name? I’m Rhys!”
littlequinthings:
Quentin blushed and looked up, a little confused. “I–… for me…?” He asked softly.
⦅✖⦆ — “Yes, for you, little boo-boo,” He rhymed as best he could before laughing. “Do you like it? I did not know your favorite flowers, so I’m sorry if they aren’t to your liking. I could always make you another.”
dmnandrea:
Andrea ran a hand through her hair and looked at the unknown male. “What is this place anyway?”
⦅✖⦆ — “Huh?” the faerie shot up in his bed, tilting his head as he curiously look at the new face. “Oh, hello! Uh- to be honest I’m not sure but they have some awesome furniture. Never had a bed as fancy as this before. Did you wake up here too?”
hailgriff:
He looked at the boy as he rolled around like a toddler or something. He was interesting…ish. It was, he supposed, a nice change to find a slave who wasn’t annoyed with being there or freaked out.
⦅✖⦆ — Rhys couldn’t help but giggle as the comforter tangled around his limbs and one sharp turn to fast sent him tumbling to the floor, covered in sheets. He laughed up a storm before sitting up and pulling the cover off his head. Immediately his bright blue eyes fell on the man standing in his door way and his laughter slowly died till he was just smiling at the odd stranger. “Hello. Oh, do you live here? Your beds are very nice.” He hummed happily as he crawled back up onto the mattress, holding the comforter to his chest like a security blanket.
dinadraker:
“So, am I crazy, or did I get a room downgrade literally over night?”
⦅✖⦆ — "Wait, you’re telling me that you had a room nicer than this? Wow, you’re lucky! Well, at least it’s not a bad bad room. It’s still pretty snazzy in my book. Hello hello. I’m Rhys. What’s your name? You’re pretty as a pixie.”