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Nearly forgot it was Ew’s creation day today. It’s officially been two years since I first made this fella, he got a chocolate chip muffin to celebrate.

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#the dark crystal #skeksis #skekok the scroll-keeper #skekew #edit

drama

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#the dark crystal #skekEw the ???#pride

was baby Ew all nekky and wrinkly?

[ooc - yes, he certainly was! He came out of the test tube looking like a wad of chewed gum and was very fortunate that Siddy was willing to sit on him to keep him warm.]

#out of character #skekEw

Siddy being a good mum, sitting on baby Ew.

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Crawlie cupcakes incoming because skekRho never forgets a holiday, even an alien one, that involves sweets.

And here's a gift for you! :)

#[ooc - he stole that heart from Shod many trine ago]#[it was from a gelfling tithe]#skekEw #skekRho

absolutelythelargestbeefiesthog

General, sir, would you care to show me a picture of your luscious hair?

skekew

Is it because you’re bald, huh :^)

First image: Papa Ew with his three Sidetics (Ah, Ugh, and Yuk)

Second image: Papa Ew with his three Sidetics (Ah, Ugh, and Yuk) and big baby, skekZhek

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I know you have your own uses for books, but have you ever thought about learning to read too?

It has come across my mind a few times, but I don’t think it’ll ever happen.

Since I spend the entire day gathering enough food for the chicks and I to eat I wouldn’t have any free time to learn how to read nor would I have time to read for pleasure.

However, I do enjoy listening to others read aloud. It’s soothing. :)

Have your relations with other skeksis changed at all this year?

I believe my relationship with the Prince has improved over the year. It was a bit rocky to start with being roommates, but overall I think we get along well now. :)

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asktheskeksisprince

[ @skekpog ]

*putters down the hall, chattering to itself* Pehpehpehpehpeh-- whoop! D:

*Loses control of its biomechanically offensive gait and crashes into skekSaor's door*

Hroooo. :(

*Rubs its tiny forehead and sits by the door churring plaintively.*

(She hears the ruckus, and initially ignores it.

(Even when the thump comes to her door, while it catches her attention, when no following knocks come she pays it no mind and returns to her reading.

(It’s not until the soft crooning sounds begin that she realises something is there, at her door, waiting.)

Oh! Ah, one moment!

(Whatever it is does not sound like one of her Elders, so she allows herself a moment to mark her page and set the book down properly before standing and crossing to the door. She pulls it open, just enough to lean through the gap and look out into…

(…an empty hallway. Or at least, no one at eye level.)

…hello?

skekpog

*shakes its head as the door swings in*

Feep?

*cranes its neck to peer up at Saor* *hesitates before smiling tentatively*

Hreee? :]

asktheskeksisprince

(The creature’s sounds catch her attention, and she looks down to see…

(…well. She’s honestly not sure what she’s looking at. It resembles a creature from one of the Scrollkeeper’s bestiaries–a Thrushpog, she believes?– but with a face that is more…

(…oh.

(Oh, Thra, not another one.)

Ah…h-hello there, little…one.

(She crouches, trying to get a closer look. This one doesn’t look like it’s going to see bodily fluids all over her, but she’s learned one can never be too careful.)

Where did you come from, then?

skekpog

*tilts its head back and forth* Heee! :) Feh. *seems to shrug at the question, or perhaps the movement is coincidental* *hops in place a few times and holds its tiny hands out in a friendly manner* Aaai! :D

asktheskeksisprince

(Well, at least it isn’t actively hostile.

(She still hesitates a moment before reaching out, gently cupping one hand around the creature.)

Can you, ah, understand me?

skekpog

*wriggles happily and grabs onto one of Saor’s fingers* :D

*screws up its tiny face in concentration, maybe understanding at the least that it is being asked a question* Unnnd?

asktheskeksisprince

(She’s going to take that as a “no”.

(Carefully, she brings her other primary hand around to cup skekPog between them. Lifting the little creature, she turns back into her room, toward her bookshelf and @skekew .)

Is this…one of yours?

(She holds skekPog up for easy viewing.)

skekew

(He stares at the creature being presented to him and protectively puts himself between it and the sleeping chicks.)

Unless the Scientist has combined my DNA with a Thrushpog, without me being aware, no.. no it is not mine. Are you going to keep it?