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@royleteas liked for a Sinday Starter:
It was closing time, and Angel was just finishing up—wiping down the last few tables and getting everything ready for the next day. Normally she was in her usual chipper mood, but tonight her expression was different: focused, almost tense.
@oflegendariesandtrainers from ask
The door opened... but when she saw a Hoopa right there, she was... confused.
Tsukuyomi was also confused. She recalled Hisao in his human form! She didn't know he can do something like how Zinnia can....
"... The one time schooling in Kalos actually shows to be helpful." Kathy bent down a little and touched her knees. "Wow. You're a lot... cuter in-person than the dex pictures." She waved. "Hi there, Hoopa. Is Mister Hisao home? My Sisters Jeanne and Zinnia wanted me to come here to ask a favor of him."
@apurekindness from here
"I was just wondering if you'd like to go out for a meal or something- Well, not something, definitely a meal. At a restaurant I would like to go to- Would like to go with you." Q rambled, his hands moving to empathise the importance of her presence without even thinking of how this might come across. He was too busy building a plan.
@crownshattered asked for a Garthie Starter
Perhaps it was a little silly, but ever since Lia had agreed to marry him, there had been a lightness to his step that just hadn't been there before. Even now, as they stood in the middle of a dark alley war having taken down their targets, there was still something that made him feel as though he could almost fly - okay maybe that was extreme. But this was certainty better than the usual numb emptiness that usually came around this time of year.
"That was almost too easy - if I didn't know better I'd think father was going easy on us", he sighed, his daggers vanishing back into their hiding places as he quickly closed the distance and gave Lia a quick kiss, "Before we head back, let's grab something to eat first".
They'd yet to even tell his father about them being engaged, though it no doubt wasn't that hard to tell if one was to spot Lia's ring. Either way, it was just another obstacle they'd have to eventually face, but for now - "Plus, I think we earned a break".
@shikataxnakuxhero / [x]
There is a long pause. Then a half dressed Isami is opening his window. He's balancing an alarm clock in one hand. Staring at Bravern with a slightly manic look. He has certainly gotten used to this occurence. But today its unusually cold and a bit wet. So Isami was hoping to get a tiny bit of peace. The alarm clock is turned to face Bravern," ... Bravern. Can you read the time on this?" Isami says it with a dead pan, his free arm braced on the windowsill. Shivering slightly in the damp chill with his uniform coat hanging off his shoulders and unbuttoned and only his briefs. It is kind of nice that Bravern brought breakfast too today. Better than nothing at least... still. No no no! No he's not forgiving Bravern this morning!
"ISAMI--!" Bravern called out excitedly again when the window opened and his beloved pilot came into view. Even though he saw Isami everyday, he was still ecstatic to see him again every morning. The night was so very long when one did not sleep.
Bravern might have looked at the alarm clock if Isami weren't scantily clad. Never mind he's had Isami naked inside him before. The way the coat loosely hung over Isami's sculpted form was tantalizing in a way that made his neural grid tingle. "The clock is too small. I cannot read." He replied, gaze fixated on Isami's chest before he remembered the food he'd brought.
"Ah, Isami, the temperature is not suitable for dressing so little. At least take your breakfast." Smiling broadly, the mecha reached into one of his storage compartments, and took out a takeout bag. With very careful digits, he handed the bag to Isami, which was much bulkier than a giant robot made it seem. Inside the bag was all the standard items for a hearty diner breakfast with cups of coffee and juice.
"I hope this is to your liking. Options are limited so early in the day."
"I'm just going to wipe your face."
Gentle Care
"Wha-"
Too late. There's the wiping. He hadn't even realized that some of the digital food he'd been snacking on had stuck to his face - itty bitty versions of his triangular chips.
It's probably a good thing Pomni's decided to care for him.
@frozcnhearts continued from [X]
Hmm.
What exactly the Descender was, was still one of those few unique mysteries that still remained to him, another fact that just made him all that more fond of his guest - the issue was, he couldn't be too sure if he were a creature that could survive without the substance of food - though a day or two without such things wasn't of much concern. Still, he tucked away that thought for now. It wasn't the main concern.
"Perhaps it isn't to your liking? Tell me, what nation do you feel most at home? I can change our settings to your likes and dislikes, and I do wish for you to be comfortable". For now he'd been keeping them within an illusion of Nash Town - but that had been for a while - and most would grow bored of the same place for as long as he'd been making it feel within this space. "Resting is of course fine, we're in no hurry, but I cannot help but worry. Your mind seems to keep drifting, where too? Perhaps thinking on my offer a little more seriously?". Slowly, he pulled himself to his feet, taking a few steps away, the setting shifting gradually around them, until they seemed to sit in the middle of a large body of water, somewhere in Nod Krai it seemed. "Come along then, let's find you somewhere to rest in peace...the ants have been knocking on that door for a little too long"
