#arcadiantroubadour

[truculentcampyman-blog]

SUMMONER: =It's been a while since this peaceful nothing started, or maybe none at all, it's not exactly easy to keep track of time when you're floating around in white space. For the outside it's been just about six days since he had flatlined, going from highly monitored to less so as his condition appeared to have stabilized. The nothing has been fraying at the seams as well, a gradual process of the ocassional voice or moving shape. A touch to his skin or a presence watching. It's been particularly thin lately, that veil of nothing, and now he stirs. It has no longer a hold of him, and so he opens his eyes to reveal the something.=

SUMMONER: =Strange how heavy they felt, his eyelids, and just how tired he still was. Even though he figured he'd done a lot of sleeping. Gaze slowly coming into focus as they adjusted to the light, albeit not much, as the room was dimmed for the night. Still, it was better than the nothing. Stuff is hooked up to his arm. Into his arm. It makes his eyebrows crease... Fucking gross. He tries to shift in the bed, but he feels too stiff. The room is white, and he's had too much of that lately. His head is already buzzing with noise, that he's awake and that he was foolish for getting shiskebab'd by some randomass bozo. That he better get his shit together and-- oh...=

SUMMONER: =He's not alone. His heavy eyes had fallen on a pair of arms at the edge of his bed, crossed over one another with a painted face resting between them. The mass of hair making it hard to see the face at all. Something raw rises in him that makes his throat hurt, but he doesn't say anything. Not that he very well could. His throat feels way too dry. With a strength he was surprised to have, he manages to lift his right hand to carefully slide it against Typhon's forehead, over his temple, and into his hair. Hah... His lips curve upwards at the edges, letting his hand move to his cheek, where he strokes it with a thumb.=

HIGHBLOOD: =He was usually accustomed to sturdier bodies in his close-knit circles. Darkleer was no stranger to injury but he was large and stubborn and built like a shield. Condy he rarely had to worry, even when she was "dead" she was never dead and the blows she had taken were mere moments of licked wounds especially given the toughness of her royal caste. Rhodri was a different case, his boldness and recklessness was not matched by a sturdy frame, built to take blows or even be a heavy hitter. There being nothing he could do as he would neither attempt to reign in Rhodri's habits or try and prevent his departure. That doesn't mean the long, whining beep hadn't  seized him any. Darkleer's steady fading Typhon could see, it was natural as he is old as hell with some several sweeps less than what had already passed for him=

HIGHBLOOD: =A sudden loss was harder, or both hard but still considerably difficult in measure, to deal with. Not lasting long and then so eager to shave sweeps off that time left. Typhon had watched while they worked on him, the medical staff blind to his presense, looming and out of the way with a small bend in their visual peripheral. He would have wanted to watch and to see him off and pray though he knows They would take care of this fighty spirit. But Rhodri lingers, spitting in the face of the afterlife and stubbornly chugging onward to die another day.=

HIGHBLOOD: =Something else noticable would be the stacks of pudding cups, should Rhodri incline his head a certain way then a stack of bike horns would topple and whine cries as they fell on their rubber bottoms. The touch to his face immediately stirrs him but he would skim on the edge of consciousness, taking in the warm touch then batting Rhodri's hand= gonna mess on a motherfuckers canvasry while he restin, that ain't cool

SUMMONER: =He'd make some quip if he could. If his throat wasn't so dry and his chest felt so tight. Instead he exhales through his nose at the bat to his hand, what might be meant as laughter, as he is too tired to make the sound. The warm hand stays despite the batting, only moving to a different part of his face for a time to avoid it, then returning to the cheek. Looks the same as always... A part deep down envied that. How the coldblooded trolls could just keep on trucking for what seemed to be forever.=

HIGHBLOOD: =Let's Rhodri's weak self touch his face. Looking into his eyes then exhales a little and sits up= they watered you none? =of course he knows Rhodri can't drink when unconscious=

SUMMONER: =Touch his face he does, strokes and caresses until he sits up out of reach. He lays his arm down, then shrugs a shoulder. Eyes set on him while smiling crooked. Raises the arm with the tubes hooked into it helpfully. Get all the food and liquid he needs from that stuff, probably. Lowers his arm again, just to stare up at Typhon's face. He feels like... He owes him an apology. Never to himself, but to Typhon for always having to deal with his weakass shit. For now he is simply watching him with bronze eyes, tired but growing slowly with attentive curiosity. A stupid expression growing on his face. He's glad he's here.=

HIGHBLOOD: =he would pie Rhodri before an apology comes out of his mouth. But for now he reaches with a long arm to grab that styrofoam pitcher of water and a cup to pour Rhodri some water and puts the cup to his lips while leaning into one hand.= them pipes ain't waterin, your palette  all dry as hell

SUMMONER: =Gratefully sips water. His throat not so much feeling like a open wound that's gone dry, rasping at his insides. Raises a hand while he drinks to loosely place it over Ty's wrist, just making little motions with his thumb over it again.=

HIGHBLOOD: =the small motions and sweeps of Rhodri's thumb over his wrist.  Typhon still pours him the water while leaning on the bed and watching him, it was good to see him awake and responsive. Wondering what was going on in his head=

SUMMONER: =Once there's no more water he leans his head back and away from the cup, just stroking over his wrist and feeling the pulse there. He turns his head towards him, trying to shift over onto his side. Though every bone and muscle in his body feels stiff, and the pain that is dull and throbbing (however still very much there) in his chest makes it all the harder, he stubbornly gets onto his side so he can better look at him. Up and trying to get their eyes to meet properly. There's a lot going on in his head, a lot that should be said and apologized for. Things that he should be doing right now, immediately, or that he should have done in the past. It's all a jumble, a few relating to Typhon and the rest to all else. He speaks finally, his own voice sounding surreal in his ears. Strange and unfamiliar from going so long without speaking.= you okay?

HIGHBLOOD: =Typhon frowns at Rhodri's attempt at moving, how he had and has a hole in his chest and still so stubbornly lays to his side.= ain't nothin happen to me sans my sore ass, poked and bound motherfuckers as such yourself be best layin on your back when you done got run through =scoots so Rhodri doesn't have to shift about and rests his chin on his arm=

SUMMONER: =He's already gotten there though, but fine. With a stifled groan he lays back in the position he'd once been in, though he keeps his head turned to watch him.= that's good,

SUMMONER: 1'm glad you're ok,

SUMMONER: sore ass as1de, =Smiles crooked.=

HIGHBLOOD: =gives a little shrug=

HIGHBLOOD: happens to them best of us which has enough rump to spare

HIGHBLOOD: your own wicked self seems to need more calibration

SUMMONER: =Snrks a little bit when he says rump.=

SUMMONER: th1nk 1've had enough of 1t for a l1fet1me, lay1ng here cal1brat1ng, =Reaches to hold Typhon's wrist between both hands, bringing it up to kiss a knuckle.=

SUMMONER: gonna be okay, now, =Mumbles.=

HIGHBLOOD: =Watches as Rhodri kisses his knuckle, the gesture is soft and sweet as the movements and all around foreign=

HIGHBLOOD: =Typhon watches him with a warm gaze, more caluclated than he is ever given credit for. Typhon turns over his hand and cups Rhodri's cheek=

HIGHBLOOD: yeah, you stubborn. won't keep his ass here to get well enough without some motivations

HIGHBLOOD: just a fan of the infirm yeah?

SUMMONER: =Exhales slowly, leaning his head into the hand. It's nice to be awake. There's so many things he wants to do and say, one of which is just having his head in this hand.= say that l1ke 1t's some k1nd of surpr1se, thought you'd know 1 was a stubborn sh1t by now,

SUMMONER: =Turns his head to kiss his palm.= not gonna be 1nf1rm for much longer, not plann1ng on hav1ng another stay here,

HIGHBLOOD: there in comes that motivation, far be it from myself to trap a motherfucker

HIGHBLOOD: be out of infirm but not so out of hospice =pinches Rhodri's cheek, he could get behind rhodri leaving the infirmary but he still needed care=

SUMMONER: =If he wasn't so done with being asleep, meaning glad to be awake, he would have given the highblood a dry challenging stare for the pinch. Instead he laughs.= far from yourself to trap a motherfucker my ass, you've trapped me beneath your g1rth more than once,

HIGHBLOOD: its a different kinda trappage in which i have a motherfuckin fun time :o)

SUMMONER: =Snorts.= 1'd rather have that than th1s honestly,

SUMMONER: =Moves a hand to move the pinchy one away from his cheek.=

SUMMONER: noth1ng qu1te l1ke them clowny depths,

HIGHBLOOD: depths in which you ain't yet to explore ;o)

HIGHBLOOD: and can't for times soons since your ass is all busted up and fragile

HIGHBLOOD: gotta heal your shit rho

SUMMONER: =Raises a brow.= are you try1ng to mot1vate me to get better by appeal1ng to my most base 1nst1nct?

SUMMONER: because 1t m1ght just be work1ng,

SUMMONER: can pract1cally feel my flesh weave back together,

HIGHBLOOD: if it works then so be it, i'm just makin a point

HIGHBLOOD: =pokes his nose then leans further on the bed=

HIGHBLOOD: sides you ain't doin shit else while healin so may as well get your ass up in some fiesty gears on healin up

SUMMONER: nah, you're just w1ldly lust1ng for my 1nf1rm body, 1 see 1t 1n your eyes, =Scrunches his nose a little at the poke, watching how he leans further over the bed. He pauses in his jests, opening his arms up in a silent offer of further leans.=

SUMMONER: may as well, =Echoes with a soft smile.=

HIGHBLOOD: =looks at the arms and snorts softly=

HIGHBLOOD: so eager to be crushed yet agains, ain't no shame in likin it =but he will. Lean down gently and not even put his weight on rhodri, or really the bed. Just holds him carefully with one arm=

SUMMONER: =Shrugs a shoulder.= you know me, eager for all k1nds of phys1cal torment, =He's glad for the gentle leans, for as much as he'd like to just get the whole bod crushing hug it would probably not be a good idea at current. He wraps his arms around him, drawing him in close with what energy he had.=

SUMMONER: =Shuts his eyes, exhaling soft.= (1'm sorry 1f 1 scared you,)

HIGHBLOOD: =listens to that apology and lets it roll around in his pan, leaning a chin on Rhodri's shoulder= (be less apologetic that you was harmed and more assured that you gonna be right again)

SUMMONER: =Leans his head against his, and if he had the strength to do so he would have given him a better reassuring squeeze than this.= (1 w1ll be alr1ght, never aga1n, okay?)

SUMMONER: (1'll be more careful,)

HIGHBLOOD: (would be wise, but do you best flutterbug) =nudges Rhodri's head a littleand gives him a small squeeze=

SUMMONER: =The squeeze twists his insides and he isn't sure if it's related to his physical injury or not. He turns his head to kiss Typhon's temple, then rests it against him again.= (1t 1s w1se, and 1t 1s what 1 should,)

SUMMONER: (who else 1s gonna hassle your ass on a da1ly bas1s?)

HIGHBLOOD: =His paint covered temple=

HIGHBLOOD: =snorts but quietly appreciates that kiss= (think you got who hasslin who all  flipped switched upside down and backwards rho)

SUMMONER: =He will kiss all the paint away... But for now he just has his loose hold on him, the hand without tubes in it tiredly moving over the mane of hair.= (oh? so 1'm suddenly no hassle now? damn,,, 'nother reason to get better asap, step up my hassle game so 1 can take my r1ghtful throne back,)

HIGHBLOOD: =Don't=

HIGHBLOOD: =But also accepts these lazy pets= (ain't so much of a hassle as myself, i'm a motherfuckin handful rho)

HIGHBLOOD: (your throne be that loadgaper)

SUMMONER: =Snorts...= (no handful that 1 can't handle,)

SUMMONER: (and yeah, but you're self proclam1ed taken that loadgaper throne from me and 1 want 1t back,) =Nudges him with his cheek.=

HIGHBLOOD: (can't haul back in what was forfeited rho thats just how shit be) =He's glad that Rhodri is up to snarking so soon but also that just seemed like a thing for him to do=

HIGHBLOOD: =He wasn't going to press so much on how he was feeling outside of the physical but this was the first hour or so. With another nudge Typhon kisses Rhodri's shoulder then sits back up to rest his headon the mattress=

HIGHBLOOD: (sides its mine for as long as i wants it)

SUMMONER: (well, fuck the rules, that's what 1've always sa1d so 1'm gonna l1ve by 1t,)

SUMMONER: (and so the throne w1ll be m1ne, ) =The kisses and affection both are good things to wake up to. He's glad that he was here. That he didn't have to wake up to more nothing. The hug could have lasted longer, but he's still close, so it's fine. Moves his hand again to slide it over his cheek, just to keep touching at him. Keep reminding himself that he's awake and not alone.=

HIGHBLOOD: (still smearin my paint) =though it doesn't sound like he minds much, turning to lean a little more into this hand, with idle fingers rubbing at Rhodri's side=

HIGHBLOOD: =He doesn't want to put too much pressure on the bed and as he can distritube his weight its only so much and there doesn't need to be any hilarious incidents. At least not right now=

SUMMONER: (yeah,)

SUMMONER: (cuz you st1ll cute underneath,) =Smiles his fangs showing, sticking his tongue out at him past them. It's then he notces how his tongue didn't have the piercings in them. It's a strange feeling not to. None piercings on this bod now, it makes him shift a little. Gently strokes under Typhon's eye with a thumb, then over the cheek.=

HIGHBLOOD: (cute all the time) =Mumbles a little but not bitterly, just watching Rhodri's face, a grin to his playfulness and allows the smearing to continue. At least a little bit=

SUMMONER: =Wouldn't be so easily smeared if he sealed it up. Retracts his tongue to return the easy smiles.= (you got me there,) =Idly strokes and smears the paint, eventually drawing his head back as the motions were making him more tired. Doesn't let his hand fall before pressing his thumb with the excess paint to his own cheek twice, making a tiny heart. Lets his hand down on the bed again.=

SUMMONER: (th1nk the nurs1ng staff would fl1p out 1f you stayed longer?)

HIGHBLOOD: =listen we all have lazy days. Watches Rhodri lull into a more resting position, letting the heart be traced on his cheek. Holding Rhodri's hand when it falls= (don't think they could move me)

SUMMONER: =Snrks low, and silently appreciates how his hand is held like that.= (damn, you a rebel,) =Laces his fingers with his, the last bit of energy that he had to move. He sighs, head sinking back in the pillow.= (why do hosp1tals have to be all wh1te anyway,,,) =Mumbles, mostly to himself as he stares up at the ceiling.=

HIGHBLOOD: (somethin about seein when blood n shit is everywhere, we can put some color up in here no problem though)

HIGHBLOOD: =Squeezes that hand, he will paint a thing=

SUMMONER: =Smiles crooked.= (rather see color and the sk1es then all th1s unnatural neutral sh1t, lemme see the reasons as to keep truck1ng, not wh1te noth1ng,)

SUMMONER: (maybe that's just me,)

HIGHBLOOD: (nah it ain't just you, whites been known to drive motherfuckers all ill in the pan if thats all they looks at for nothin)

HIGHBLOOD: (wouldn't be shocked if they done drove themselves all outta whacks tryin to see what ain't there in the alabaster)

SUMMONER: =Hums low.= (glad 1t a1n't just me that's outta whacks then,)

SUMMONER: =His eyelids are feeling heavy again, so he closes them.=

HIGHBLOOD: =Watches Rhodri close his eyes and falls silent. Waiting a moment before he dares to kiss that hand but continues to hold it. Going invisible to everyone that may walk in once more=

SUMMONER: =Though his eyes are closed he's still awake, or at least in that drifting state between sleep and wake. He feels the brush of lips against his hand, and it draws a smile up to his face. A mumble under his breath before he finds himself drifting, the laced fingers keeping him from going too far from shore.= 

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SUMMONER: =Well it doesn't exactly take long before getting the news from Redglare about Terezi having DRAGON CONTACTS before Rhodri shows up at her block door. He's so excited, his wings fluttering and twitching behind him even as he's landed. Tries standing in a casual way but it just winds up looking unnatural.=

SUMMONER: =Either way. HE IS KNOCKING.=

TEREZI: -After a quiet moment's pause (it might as well feel like an eternity to Rhodri) the door opens to reveal a Terezi. She may look confused, but that is because she IS confused. A visit was unexpected, much less this visitor.-

TEREZI: -gives him the Disney baby Tarzan "eh?" look.-

SUMMONER: =Grins wide down at Terezi then cranes his neck upwards to look inside as if the dragon was just right in there behind her. Looks down at her with the same expression.=

SUMMONER: =Small salute.= hey rez1,

SUMMONER: th1s 1s probably the moment where 1'm gonna act all casual and sh1t say1ng how 1 was just 1n the ne1ghbourhood and all, but 1'll spare us both the bullsh1t,

SUMMONER: heard that you m1ght just have a bew1nged rept1ll1an fr1end and 1 would very much l1ke to be all,

SUMMONER: up on that,

SUMMONER: but not 1n such a sexual way that 1 m1ght just have acc1dentally worded just now,

SUMMONER: =Shit he's kind of babbling out of excitement.=

TEREZI: -she blinked a couple times, only slightly bewildered as her freshly-from-a-nap-brain could decipher from all these words.-

TEREZI: -for one, way too long, embarrassing moment, Terezi thought he meant "reptilian friend" by the lizard bounty hunters they'd taken the ship from. And they'd somehow grown wings??-

TEREZI: -But then she woke up a bit more and her mouth formed a small 'o' in understanding. How good are you at charades? Holding her hands up in a partial shrug, Terezi then tapped her ear.-

SUMMONER: =Tilts his head slowly, the grin pulling back a little bit but not disappearing.= you got her on earphone?

TEREZI: -...-

TEREZI: -snrk-

TEREZI: -This device doesn't come with speaker. Terezi shook her head then pointed at him, raising her brows. And then she lightly flicked one of his ears with her finger.-

SUMMONER: =Tilts his head back, confused, then goes: oh,=

SUMMONER: ask1ng where 1 heard 1t?

SUMMONER: =Shrugs a shoulder with a smile.= sorry rez1, that 1s str1ctly conf1dental, the most cond1dental 1n fact, =Casually miming pointy glasses with his hands over his face.= so conf1dental, 1 could never tell you,

TEREZI: -o rly?-

TEREZI: -her lips purse but she was smiling while doing it. Terezi wasn't exactly hiding her lusus anymore, and since word of that Beforus-destroying monster, Terezi soon came to the conclusion that a planet hiding her and keeping her safe was as reliable as a lip fart. Besides, they had been separated for long enough.-

TEREZI: -she placed a finger over her lips and nodded. Yes, this was supreme confidentiality. There was no way she could backtrack with this information.-

SUMMONER: granted, whoever d1d g1ve me th1s 1nfo d1dn't have any mal1c1ous 1ntent, =He smiles and mimiced her own gesture of placing a finger over his own lips back at her. Winks.= just between us three,

SUMMONER: four maybe, count1ng your scaled fr1end,

SUMMONER: =It's A BIT STRANGE that Terezi isn't talking, but she has her reasons he's sure. He won't pry and prod at her, since he's certain she already has other people doing it, still, he's gonna lowkey worry about it since that's just how he is.=

SUMMONER: lemme tell you though, 1t's pretty surreal to hear about someth1ng l1ke th1s,

SUMMONER: not often you get to see one, well, or hear about one be1ng actual and factual,

SUMMONER: not gonna jump the gun here, s1nce you could always not want to show me and 1 would have to hassle you about 1t at least, oh 1 don't know, four or f1ve t1mes about 1t a day unt1l you g1ve up, =Big shitty Nitram grin.=

TEREZI: -she blinked and then tilted her head, staring up at the ceiling. She's thinking. Weighing her options here.-

SUMMONER: =Leans against the doorway with his arms crossed, still smiling and amused.= talk1ng four or f1ve dur1ng the wak1ng hours rez1,

SUMMONER: don't get me started on the ones meant for sleep1ng,

TEREZI: -that makes her head snap back so she could stare at him properly, mildly aghast. Was he serious? He might be serious.-

TEREZI: -how cruel!-

SUMMONER: =Just keeps smiling. Tilting his head just slightly to the side, one eyebrow raised. He's looking all kinds of mischievous. Try him Terezi. Because he will do it.=

TEREZI: -she opened her mouth. And closed it again.-

TEREZI: -she shook her head.-

TEREZI: -DO A FLIP FIRST-

SUMMONER: no? no to me allowed to have a gander or no to you ever gett1ng any k1nd of decent sleep 1n the near future?

TEREZI: -she will sleep in the vents if she has to, sir!-

TEREZI: -But the truth was, she was starving for a bit of company, so fuck it.-

TEREZI: -letting out the fakest sigh of exasperation she could muster, Terezi quickly left the entrance to draw a picture on one of the chalkboards depicting where she would be, closed the door behind her, and hopped right past him. Zipping down the hallway and leaving him in her dust, Terezi couldn't help a grin of her own. Without looking back, she waved for him to follow.-

SUMMONER: =He grins very wide at the fake sigh, then perks looking at the chalkboard.= hell yes,

SUMMONER: hell,

SUMMONER: fuck1ng,

SUMMONER: yes,

SUMMONER: =Unfurls his wings and flies so fast after Terezi there's sure to be a loud FWAP sound at his wings hitting against the air from the takeoff. If he catches up to her he's likely going to just try to fly right into her and pick her up. Gotta go fast!!!=

TEREZI: -makes a 'HYYGK' noise as she is lifted. She has to wait a couple seconds for her lungs to catch up with the rest of her body, but once that's done she began to appreciate being airborne again. Flying on a dragon feels much more secure and less wobbly (and with Sollux it felt like holding on to a rocket), but she's never taken a joyride with someone with wings before, so she TRIED to enjoy it.-

TEREZI: -Rhodri's enthusiam reminded her of how she felt when Chrysocolla finally hatched! That nervous expectation right before the reveal. Oh boy, if he wanted to see a thing, he should have seen that one!-

TEREZI: -Trusting that he wasn't going to fly them into any walls, she waited until they were outside to start pointing directions.-

SUMMONER: =He absolutely wasn't going to fly into any walls, but he IS gonna do a whole lot of laughing and excited whooping. He carries Terezi from under her arms, but as soon as they are outside he is gonna chuck her into the air to catch her in his arms so he can carry her bridal style instead.=

TEREZI: -OH MY GOD SHE CANT BELIEVE HE--oh. oh ppfffff....-

TEREZI: pffff -She was making a valiant effort, but ultimately failed as small laughter came from her nose and her lips squirmed while attempting to hold it in. Clamping one hand over her mouth, she pointed east with another. Past many more of these islands and in the far distance, he may be able to see the first specks of a small island chain. It is untouched land and far from civilization. She was hunting today, and praticing other things. Good thing he could fly!-

SUMMONER: =He laughs too when he catches her, flashing her a broad grin downwards.= just let your laugh out rez1, 1'm not gonna tell on you, =Chuckles, but he will follow her instructions, wind rustling their hair as he navigates through the air with ease. Soon enough they approach the island chain, and he looks down again.=

SUMMONER: you know wh1ch one 1s r1ght? there's qu1te a few 1slands here, and f1gure there's probably not a dragon on each of them,

SUMMONER: =Small sigh. He loves dragons.= unfortunately,

TEREZI: -Terezi shook her head, another smile forming. Nope, there was only one dragon here. Though Chrysocolla was prone to island hop, for now she was on one of the smaller islands that had a sparse number of trees. Terezi pointed towards it just as soon as a large white head leaned out from the copse.-

DRAGONMOM: -she expected Her Dearest Treasure to be on the beach when "we're here" chimed in her head; Terezi normally took a canoe out to greet her. Letting out a small huff when she saw no one, the voice filtered in her mind again and she finally craned her neck up to the sky.-

DRAGONMOM: -!!!-

DRAGONMOM: -her following expression was very much like >8D -

SUMMONER: =He follows Terezi's finger with his eyes, and once they meet that big white head he actually loses his breath for a moment. His eyes go wide, the grip on Terezi tightening a little out of excitement, grin so wide it hurts his cheeks.=

SUMMONER: holY SH1T! =What a gorgeous dragon! Holy shit! Beautiful! Outstanding, incredible!!! All those thoughts of his own leaking into communing with the dragon, as they were too many to contain in his own head.=

SUMMONER: =He's laughing, eyes not moving from the dragon.= aRE YOU SEE1NG TH1S? tEREZ1 HOLY FUCK,

TEREZI: -wheeze! She snickered due to his reaction, and she let out the smallest laughter as her and Rhodri's mind fluttered with Chrysocolla's own thoughts. Terezi didn't know what he was thinking, but she sure did feel it's effects on her lusus, who may as well have been blushing for how shyly she turned her head away for a moment, pawing the sand under her feet.-

DRAGONMOM: -aw shucks-

DRAGONMOM: >^.=.^<

TEREZI: -Terezi opened her mouth and ALMOST responded out loud that "lmao no i still cant see" but was able to catch herself in time. In its place, she merely grinned and nodded, waving at her lusus from high above her.-

DRAGONMOM: -well, she supposed that was her cue to come out and strike a pose, so Colla placed one foreleg as far in front of her as she could and then the other, stretching out like a cat. Her toes splayed and her wings followed suit, unfolding, as she fully emerged from within the trees.-

SUMMONER: =He could cry. But instead he is just going to keep laughing and grinning, his eyes positively shining with enthusiasm and excitement. It's making him jittery, all this energy. His wings fluttering and twitching before he swoops down to meet her.=

SUMMONER: =She's bigger down here, and even more breathtaking. He's standing with ground below his feet, yet he doesn't feel it. He's so breathless he's not yet put Terezi down even, just staring at this dragon some paces away.=

TEREZI: -She feels only slightly awkward that he's still holding her, but she gets it. Dragons are awesome.-

DRAGONMOM: -and suddenly she's right up in their faces, a deep hum coming from her throat. Rhodri can clearly hear her voice, low and deep with melodic fluctuations like distant windchimes, settling into his thoughts. Her voice is a song more than it is a statement, and as she circles him and sniffs them, she asks:-

DRAGONMOM: {hiiii there hiiiiiiiiiiii}

DRAGONMOM: {what are you? who are you? what do you call yourself, Little Lyssa?}

SUMMONER: =Then prepare for more awkward feeling Terezi, because he sure isn't letting go. He's standing in place, eyes trying to taking in everything and all that were this dragon. The scales themselves, her eyes, her wings, her claws and then that melodic voice. He grins wide, hands tightening on Terezi out of enthusiasm. His wings flutter.=

SUMMONER: {hELLO!} =Oh. Maybe a bit loud. He looks sheepish for a moment, laughing.=

SUMMONER: {1'm not very 1mportant! 1 mean, look at yOU! you're real and you're here! that's amaz1ng, you're! amaz1ng!}

SUMMONER: {you l1ke bugs? haha, you even know the names! but that's me now? shoot, maybe 1 should g1ve you a n1ckname too?}

DRAGONMOM: -She's still very intent on finding out who this troll is, and as she continues to sniff him, plodding around in the sand in a wobble with her paws still-too-big-for her-body. There is only a thin line of red seen between her lids, the red glow reflecting off of the scales near her eyes. She hasn't yet grown enough to blind anyone just yet, but like Terezi, she is reliant on her other senses as her eyes have yet to adopt sight.-

DRAGONMOM: {yes, yes, you are Lyssa, brown moth with pretty patterns, chocolate and vanilla swirl, Treasure told me of them}

DRAGONMOM: {much like Torero you are} -SNIIIIIIIIFF SNIFF!- {friend of my dearest with gentle thoughts who smells of brownies and coffee}

DRAGONMOM: {important? what is important? sun is important, air is important hehehehehe}

DRAGONMOM: {friend of my Treasure, yes? important}

DRAGONMOM: {you fly with wings? these wings make you fly? i smelled you fly, you fl--}

DRAGONMOM: -DOOF! She circled a little too fast this time and slipped in the sand-

SUMMONER: =She's absolutely adorable honestly. Mind blowing for sure, but also adorable. His head is spinning, jittery like he'd just downed a dozen cans of energy drinks. He chuckles happily, wings fluttering behind him. The intense sniffs just makes him laugh more. Somehow he looks even younger now, with his excitement exposed so unapologetically.=

SUMMONER: {oh, treasure th1nks 1'm pretty does she? 1 had no 1dea, 1'm very flattered,} =Snicker.=

SUMMONER: {f1gure we would be al1ke! torero and 1, uh, 1f that's one of my cast mates anyway, we seem to have that b1g horn th1ng all go1ng down anyways, but you're 1mportant! just l1ke the sun and a1r,}

SUMMONER: {you're a dream come true! wh1ch 1s pretty damn 1mportant 1'd say, 1 never thought 1 would ever get to see- yes 1 can fly, but probably not as good as you can, your w1ngs are much b1gger than m1ne an--} =DOOF! There she go...=

SUMMONER: ouch, =But also aww. He can't stop grinning even if she did slip.= you okay there? was a pretty nasty fall, =Also oh. Terezi. Yes. He laughs again, flustered and overly excited, setting her carefully down.=

DRAGONMOM: {yes, yes, castemate, castemates the word ehehehehe!} -and then she began to actually sing when Rhodri mentioned she was a dream come true- {when you wish upon a star!}

TEREZI: -this was a lot like being on the phone with someone but unable to hear what the person with them was saying, so what Chrysocolla began to join Rhodri in laughter, Terezi perked up a little bit. –

TEREZI: {what are you laughing about? what did you say?}

DRAGONMOM: {Lyssa is pretty, yes?} 

TEREZI: {yeah, sure, the moth, right?}

DRAGONMOM: {hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe}

TEREZI: {whats that supposed to mean?} 

DRAGONMOM: -Before she could respond, the dragon sneezed a sneeze that shook her entire body and blasted out all the sand that got shoved up her nostrils with a force that made the leaves rustle and the trees sway. In one loud KERCHOO! there was dragon bogies intermingled with sand all over the ground.-

TEREZI: -She's been laughing this entire time, because her lusus's laughter is completely and utterly infectious. As Rhodri set her down, Terezi scurried over to her, helping her lift her head out of the sand.-

DRAGONMOM: -(She doesn't need the help, but thanks anyway, Rezi.) Slowly pulling her legs back under her, Chrysocolla sat her butt down and looked over at them like >^.=.^< This is normal.-

SUMMONER: =And now she's singing too? He can barely handle this amount of cute. She's really reminding him of a puppy, a very big and scaley puppy, but a puppy non the less. His laughter ebbs out as the faint sounds of another voice can be heard dancing around in Chrysocolla's mind just out of reach. It reminds him of the time when so many of them had been captured, and he was communicating via Davesprite with Rufioh and the rest. However whoever was sharing the space in the dragon's head right now happened to have a really bad connection, which wasn't all too surprising since he figured the other person might be Terezi. The way the voice fluctuated and sounded reminded him of her anyways.=

SUMMONER: =More laughter entirely drowns out the distant voice though, and then suddenly there's sand everywhere and goop! Which... Makes him start laughing again, his wings twitching happily.= woah now,

SUMMONER: =Flutters on over to look at the both of them, though mostly Dragonmom (Sorry Rezi), stroking his chin.= gotta be careful now, not all l1ke, get overly exc1ted and not see where you're go1ng, =Is dangerously close to flying into various things, himself.=

TEREZI: -that's okay, Rhodri. Terezi knows she's around like all the time. A dragon on the other hand... Sometimes she can't believe it herself that her mama is finally out of her egg.-

TEREZI: -Though...she does have an expression like she stared death in the face and lived to tell the tale. If boogers were death, in this case. She had dived out of the way barely in the nick of time and was sprawled out in the sand.-

TEREZI: {holy shit colla}

DRAGONMOM: -shaking her head, she rubbed at her nose with a paw, her nostrils flaring- {i am the most careful, always} -puffs up her chest-

TEREZI: {why the fuck you lyin, why you always lyin, mmmmmoh my god stop fuckin lyin}

SUMMONER: =It's such a comical situation, or maybe it isn't, but Rhodri is just too darn excited still to take much of anything seriously right now. Colla's commentary and the following very familiar singsong (still not able to make out much of the words, but he has spent his fair share on the internet, he sees your memes Terezi) doesn't make him any less bubbly.= {perhaps even the most careful that there 1s! 1 can def1n1tely see 1t,}

SUMMONER: =Flutters down to Terezi sprawled on the sand though, offering her a hand with a smile.= you alr1ght there?

DRAGONMOM: {even little lyssa knows im careful, my treasure hehehehehehehehe}

TEREZI: {im so proud, you learned from the best}

TEREZI: {hehehehehehehehehehehehehe}

TEREZI: -She took Rhodri's hand, helping him help her pull her up and nodding while a broad smile stretched across her face. She brushed off her knees and placed her hands on her hips, beaming. Good as new!-

TEREZI: -Ooch...you know what they say about sand: Anywhere the grainy madness exists, it'll propel itself into the most protected crevice you think you have.-

DRAGONMOM: {this is why i keep telling you that four legs are better, dearest}

DRAGONMOM: {if you used your forepaws for something other than dangling at your sides, you would not have eaten dirt} 

DRAGONMOM: - :> -

SUMMONER: =Helps Terezi on up with a smile broad enough to match her own. He helps her brush off some sand off of her shoulders though.= can make a sandcastle r1ght on you w1th the amounts you got on yourself just now, =Chuckles.=

SUMMONER: =Turns sideways to look at Colla with a crooked grin.= {now now, you do actually have four legs and that d1dn't stop you from gett1ng your face down 1n the sand as well,} };)

TEREZI: =snrk=

TEREZI: =she shook her side to side quickly, sand coming out of her hair like dandruff that wouldn't quit.=

DRAGONMOM: {hmph} =a small snort and she turned her head up and away from them.=

TEREZI: {he does have a point, you know}

DRAGONMOM: {wait until my body catches up with the rest of me}

DRAGONMOM: {i will be the most majestic}

DRAGONMOM: =this time, her laugh is out loud, and it sounds like a deep "huh huh huh huh."=

SUMMONER: =Snickers at Colla being all huffy and cute, absolutely precious. She even has a dorky laugh to go with it all, damn incredible. He laughs happily, hands on his hips.= {oh, but you're so majest1c already! 1 don't see how you could poss1bly get any more t1ers of that go1ng,} =Gentle nudge on Rezi with an elbow and grins.=

DRAGONMOM: {aw shucks!} =BLUSHES as she puts a paw over her snout=

TEREZI: =peering up at Colla and smh. But she was laughing again, and at Rhodri's nudge she began laughing more freely.= {i bet you wanna show him, dont you?}

DRAGONMOM: {show him? yes, yes, i will show him!} =and without so much as another word, Chrysocolla carefully yoinked him up by the collar and threw him (gently) into the air so that he'd land on her back. Whether he lands on his feet or on his butt is up to his own coordination.=

TEREZI: =she quickly followed herself, lightly jumping off from Chrysocolla's foot to the hard scales on her snout, then up to her horn where she slid around it, and ran down her neck to join the Nitram.=

SUMMONER: =Tilts his head.= {show me? show me-- } wHAAAA-- =He's yoinked! And then tossed, his wings flapping in a surprised panic along with his limbs, then landing right on his ass on Chrysocolla's back (which might arguably be a perfect landing, seeing as one would be SITTING usually when riding something). He seems surprised still, then just whoops out in the air, hands cupped around his mouth for the maximum amount of noise. He's LIVING HIS FUCKING DREAMS HERE... He can't stop grinning and laughing, in fact, he is gonna HUG Terezi when she comes down the neck.=

TEREZI: =She's gonna go to sit, and--WHEEZE! Sit and wheeze!=

TEREZI: {he hasnt seen nothing yet}

DRAGONMOM: {yes, yes! little lyssa you havent seen nothing yet}

DRAGONMOM: =When they were both securely on (she had spines running along the sides of her neck they could hold onto), Chrysocolla copied the Summoner's whoop. The following sound was deep and thundering like bass drums, and anyone in the vicinity could feel it beating in their own hearts as it echoed across the sky.=

TEREZI: =throws her fists into the air and does her own soft whoop whoops!=

SUMMONER: =This might just be one of the best days in his whole life, he's grinning from ear to ear, laughter both in his smile and heart. Punching a fist to the skies and cawing and whooping all that he is good for. There might be many trials and tribulations to come, but now, there are none, and he feels like he is just a few sweeps once more. A younger self, brimming with hopes and dreams untarnished by fire.=

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ATRIUM SECURITY RECORDING 0382

SUMMONER: =Here comes a him! He's wearing a pair of sporty looking swim shorts and a tank, showing off freckles and tan lines both. Holding a tiny baby Gallen in his arms as he flutters on down to the beach and making silly faces at him. Calls out over his shoulder.= you keep1ng up back there or what? =Back to Gallen.= (your dad 1s such a slowpoke,)

GHB: =Oh snap it's a clown, he's been around probably but also taking care of business elsewhere but damn does he love beaches so damn right he's taking his sweet time walking over the sand in the brightest tackiest stripey shorts and polka dotted tank. Mixing it up= the first beach i dip my toe on and my moment got ruined by a rushy motherfuckin flutterbug. can't even take in the moment of first sand in circulations

SUMMONER: =Lands into the sand with a smile, shifting Gallen onto his shoulders and holding onto his lil legs so he won't fall down. Folds his wings up and laughs.= by the pace you're go1ng at the beach would no longer be here by the t1me you arr1ved, SUMMONER: corroded away to noth1ng, SUMMONER: and only me and galpal got to see 1t, all 'cuz you're too slow,

GALLEN: =That sounds like a plan to him, he's enjoying all the flying about leans forward to lay on Rhodri's head, the jangly bells Chiron gave him sounding off as he flops forward= so! GHB: =Frowns at the child= you gonna agree? motherfuck up and forgot on the goods i up and provided just some hour ago. tiny ass flight ride not compared to the sweepin view you get on this here brother and don't forget that lil bit =But no he's here and immediately going to the water fucking bye but makes eye contact with Rhodri= you remember too, flight the only advantage you got rho sad facts though they is

SUMMONER: =Snickers as Gallen appears to agree, tilting his head just a teeny bit back to look up at him with a broad grin.= he knows what's up, SUMMONER: =The eye contact just makes him smile more, one that makes him get a mischevious glint in his own said eyes.= ooh, SUMMONER: so spoopy, SUMMONER: =Glances up at Gallen and starts walking to the edge of the water.= you l1ke seagulls gal? =Because there sure as fuck is suddenly a VAST AMOUNT OF SEAGULLS approaching. Right for Typhon's head, actually. THEY SQUAK.=

GALLEN: yah! =What's a seagull even? When he gets his answer he just looks in awe at all the birbs and claps for them= yooooo! :0 GHB: =Rude as hell even though Gallen seems pleased. What betrayal honestly, though he raise his eyebrow and wades in the water= wantin to be responsible for a feathery massacre on a beach front i take =But he's also getting in the water making the waves because fuck all that HONESTLY=

SUMMONER: =The flock of seagulls keep squaking and flying around Typhon's head in circles. Some even trying to perch on his head or on his horns. Though one hooded seagull comes flying over to Rhodri and Gallen.= SUMMONER: =Holds out one arm so that the seagull can perch there.= hey there buddy, =Lifts his arm so Gallen can see the seagull friend.= you can pet her gallen, 1t's okay, b1rds l1ke gett1ng l1ttle pets and scratches just l1ke everyone else, =Smiles softly, then tuts over at Typhon.= SUMMONER: and you want1ng to be respons1ble for traumat1z1ng a small wr1ggler, apparently, SUMMONER: they are just l1v1ng the1r b1rd l1fe,

GHB: =If Gallen wasn't on him Rhodri would get soggy beach trash in the face. Their perching isn't so much what's annoying as it is how obvious Rhodri's putting them there. Grumbles and eyeballs the brownblood= lil bit's bound to see worse up in this universe than that, bird life my lined ass =Some of that gets all distorted from him sinking further into the water even though it takes a while for his hair and horns to disappear= GALLEN: =Luckily none of that today though, he's eager to get his grubby hands on this bird. He's gonna pet AND scratch while babbling. Such a soft bird, what a pretty bird=

SUMMONER: =He can't help but to snicker as Typhon grumbles into the water, causing bubbles to rise. The seagulls are determined, the ones perched on the tips of his horns not flying away before they are utterly submerged. Even then they keep flying around in circles above the water, squaking away. Actually there might be a few fish and crab friends at the bottom of the sea pinching and nipping at the big's feet.= SUMMONER: =The hooded seagull closes her eyes, ruffling her feathers a little bit from the pets and scratches, head tilting and leaning for these grubby hands. Rhodri hums.= you're gonna befr1end all the b1rds at th1s rate gal, SUMMONER: a natural b1rd petter, }:)

GHB: =Watch him find a shark and slap Rhodri with it, but he does start to swim and collect stuff in a bag, crabs included if they're so insistent on being his PAL= GALLEN: =Nods because he's is so all about befriending things. He's also gonna hug this seagull, she's earned a good friendly squeeze chirring all the way. Bring it in Ms. Seagull=

SUMMONER: =Actually when the bag comes out they all suddenly seem very insistent on not being near him at all! They all swimming or skittering away to hide, some even nipping him in the back with their fishy lips.= SUMMONER: =Ms.Seagull doesn't seem to mind that, and so Gallen gets to hug a birb. She lets out a few friendly squaks.= SUMMONER: =Rhodri is mostly focused on keeping the animal friends out of danger, humming to himself to keep focus. Still he will slowly sit down, uncapthaing a colorful lil plastic basket and setting it down in the sand beside him.= 1 can show you some more th1ngs to befr1end 1f you'd l1ke gal, beaches got a lot of fr1ends 1f you know where to look for 'em,

GHB: =THAT'S WHAT HE THOUGHT, also if they get stuck in his hair that's none of his business nor his concern. Hell, that's dinner= GALLEN: =He's still hugging Ms. Seagull and looks at that colorful basket. Just up and starts to wiggle, he's gonna get down and place the seagull in the basket to give her a ride. But for now more friends has his attention= in san? :) =He's seen pictures of creatures on the sand and is down for finding them=

SUMMONER: =Luckily they don't get stuck in there, as they have Rhodri's guidance. However he grows bored since Typhon is down there for so long (should he be able to be down there so long anyway? he's got big lungs though, so that makes sense to him). The final note is to thank them, then have them all scatter to the winds. Or sea, rather.= SUMMONER: =Rhodri reaches up to help Gallen down instead of having him jump. He laughs a little at him putting Ms.Seagull in the basket. She nests there contently.= SUMMONER: mhm, that's r1ght! some l1ke to h1de 1n the sand, SUMMONER: but the best place to f1nd a lot of summer fun beach budd1es 1s 1n l1ttle coves or near cl1ffs1des, SUMMONER: 1t's the best hang out spot for starf1sh and crabs, not to ment1on all the clams, =Stands back up, brushing sand off himself then holding out a hand for Gallen.= we can go check those l1l pools over there out, =Points a lil ways down the beach where water has gathered in bumps and grooves in the rocks.=

GALLEN: =Lifts this basket and grabs Rhodri's hand kind of half listening he's excited to meed all these friends. Especially starfish! Tugs Rhodri a little and starts to scamper off in the direction Rhodri pointed without hesitations, flip flops kicking up sand while he shouts. It's outside time, time to scream in excitement= GHB: =He grew up on a beach, water ain't shit. But he does emerge soon with that sack and a few jars of seawater tucked under his arm. All this wet hair, goes up in the direction they're walking=

SUMMONER: =He's more than happy to be tugged along by Gallen. It's much more fun, not to mention easy, to be around kids once they are no longer all... Small and fragile. He has nightmares about having to hold an infant he swears. Ms.Seagull makes a few enthusiastic squaks along with Gallen, and y'know what? So does Rhodri. He cups a hand around his mouth and CROWS just like he used to back when he was a tiny troll living in the wilds.= SUMMONER: =Also OBLIVIOUS to the soaked giant emerging.=

GALLEN: =The crows encourage him to be EVEN LOUDER. Trying to imitate the sound but it mostly sounds like shrieking.= GHB: =Excellent, while he's hopping and hollering Typhon reaches in the bag and takes some seaweed he grabbed and slaps that hand right over Rhodri's mouth and hands. Gonna lift him and Gallen and honks because Gallen honking is literally the most fun sound you could ever shout. The babby giggles=

SUMMONER: =Crowing and laughing along with Gallen all blissfully unawares. Then suddenly there's seaweed over his mouth. BLUH!!!= SUMMONER: =Unfurls his wings on instinct, ready to kick backwards and elbow both. But wait, should he even be violent in front of a kid??? Gallen is giggling though. He decides to BITE through the seasweed, spitting it to the ground while he's hoisted.= and so the fuck1ng blobf1sh emerges, =Kick kick.=

GHB: =He could dunk him in the ocean, the temptation is strong. He actually stops to consider this and gets a good grip on Rhodri's shorts= you hear that lil bit? flutterbug sees a whole motherfuckin blobfish out in the blue vastness, you think he ought go see it? GALLEN: =WOOPS and kicks his legs also, enthusiastic to see this fish friend= yah! GHB: =Looks at Rhodri= :o)

SUMMONER: =He's squirming in the grip, a laugh in the back of his throat to hide the fact that he wanted to hiss.= the blobf1sh 1s r1ght here though, clear as day, SUMMONER: =Grins at Typhon's dumb face.= a1n't my fault 1f other people can't see 1t, SUMMONER: =Kissy face.= b1g cute blobf1sh try1ng so hard, 1t's prec1ous,

GHB: =Alright, get in the ocean. Naughty trolls get sea dunks Gallen, remember that. Tightens hold on the baby and starts to walk to the water= hey lil bit do like me =INHALES, PUFFS CHEEKS= GALLEN: ... =Copies this, trying not to smile and scrunches up his face like when he gets his hair washed= GHB: =Jogs to the shore again. Jumps. SPLOOSH big wave. Hopefully Ms. Seagull had the bird brains to get the fuck out of dodge=

SUMMONER: =He begins to squirm wildly as Typhon starts jogging. Like a cat about to get a most unwanted bath. He swears under his breath, kicking backwards and scratching at Typhon's arms, but alas.= SUMMONER: fUCK, =Takes a big gulp of air just before they hit the surface of the water, Ms.Seagull indeed getting the fuck out of dodge. Intense anger squirms happen underwater, his body feeling heavy as his wings drag down from getting wet 'n' submerged.=

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ATRIUM SECURITY RECORDING 0380

RUFIOH: -enters the cafeteria almost half asleep. Someone went to bed late. Stands there stirring up some granola and yogurt, just about to nod off.-

SUMMONER: =Looks like he might have to yell timber at the rate Rufioh appears to be nodding off. He's just chewing on an apple, and slides on over to the other moth troll.= had some late n1ght shenans or what? =Sounds amused.=

CRONUS: -smarms his way in here, not quite that tired looking. He's probably been sleeping a lot since he got out of the infirmary- -sliiiides on over towards rufioh and... bigger rufioh. who the hell is this guy?-

CRONUS: -time to check out bigger rufioh's hot bod-

SUMMONER: =He DOES have a pretty hot bod, it's true. Cronus might be able to recognize him if he's into rock music though. Regardless he gives the seadweller a small sup nod and a crooked smile.=

RUFIOH: yeah... sup rhodr1... went for a fly and lost track of t1me, 1 guess. -spooning yogurt into his mouth, zzzzzz. At least before he's squinting at Cronus.- RUFIOH: ...you out already?

CRONUS: yeah i just got out. vwant to see my slip? i havwe it to provwe they let me out so no one throwvs me back in. CRONUS: it vwas on good behavwior. -WINKS- -now that he thinks about it though........ summoner DOES look familiar- -he's kinda looking at him again,t rying to piece together why, but his memory is being a little fuzzy-

SUMMONER: =Chuckles.= 1'm fam1l1ar w1th the feel1ng, SUMMONER: you want some coffee or someth1ng? looks l1ke you're just about to do one magn1f1cent faceplant where you're stand1ng r1ght now, SUMMONER: =Curiously tilts his head at Cronus and his staring. It's been a while since he's been living the standard rock star / rebel life since he got here, so he's not really thinking about being recognized for the former.= hosp1tal1zed huh? nasty bus1ness, SUMMONER: you do1ng ok now?

RUFIOH: -well... alright. He's too sleepy to argue in all honesty. Eats more yogurt. Mumbles something at Rhodri but it's hard to hear from around the spoon.-

CRONUS: -SLAPS rufioh on the back before just leaving his arm there all FRIENDLY like, giving summy a grin- yeah, great actually. couldnt be better. -lying through his teeth, but he REALLY doesnt want to go back to the infirmary-

SUMMONER: =Snorts with a smile at Rufioh's mumblies.= gonna go ahead and take that 1ncomprehens1ble yogurt mumble as a yes, SUMMONER: =Thumbs up at Cronus.= glad to hear 1t man, shame to have people out of comm1ss1on l1ke that, =He's gonna go get some coffee for the half sleeping moth.= SUMMONER: you want some too? s1nce 1'm already go1ng, =To Cronus while over at the coffee machine.=

PORRIM: -enters, dressed like she's ready to go out and soak up some RAYS in her sun hat, bikini top + cover up skirt combob. but first, she is going to grab some water, but she stops as she passes by cronus... SQUINTING ALSO.-

RUFIOH: -rests head against Cronus. Pity him... Also hey. He's seen her before also? Not that he knows her by name or anything. Munches granola.-

CRONUS: -squeezes rufioh's shoulder and rubs it- ... -glances at the machine- eh, sure, vwhy not. -tries his best not to make eyecontact with porrim.-

CRONUS: -or even look at her. which that part is hard because of the way she's dressed-

RUFIOH: -she looks nice. He kinda digs her tattoos and piercing game.-

PORRIM: -UGH!! but thank you, rufioh- PORRIM: Hey Cro+nus. -hand on hip-

RUFIOH: -you ever get a mom feeling off a troll? She suddenly looks really mom like. He straightens himself up and regards her curiously. Who is she.-

SUMMONER: =Puts his apple between his fangs and gets one mug of coffee. Appears to be doing something with the top of it with a spoon, then does the same thing with the other.= SUMMONER: =Saunters back over to Rufioh and his fish friend and hands them both a mug while sup apple nodding at Porrim too. He is having a good day, all smiles.= SUMMONER: =Rufioh's mug has a foam drawing of what appears to be Sailor Moon and Cronus' has one of Pikachu. Everyone loves pokemon.=

RUFIOH: -bruh.............. He suddenly feels the need to perk up some more. Rufioh is totally snapping a selfie with this mug.-

CRONUS: -the fuck is this rat in his coffee- -also crap, porrim's addressing him- h hey porrim. vwhats up? -sweats-

SUMMONER: =Can finally take the apple out of his mouth now that he is MUG FREE. Chuckles a little at Rufioh taking a selfie.= you're welcome,

PORRIM: -waves a little at rhodri as he approaches. she smile, but she's back to giving cronus a LOOK- I was just abo+ut to+ go+ o+ut fo+r a while. PORRIM: Ho+w abo+ut yo+u? Are yo+u feeling better?

RUFIOH: -flutters his wings happily.- }:) -slorps coffee-

CRONUS: heh, yeah, sure. im a hundred percent. -SWEATS MORE-

RUFIOH: -peering at Cronus from over his mug. Kind of judgemental.- sa1d he had a sl1p, 1dk... -he's helpful-

SUMMONER: =Perks at Porrim a little bit.= would you be m1nd1ng hav1ng company for when you head out? 1 was plann1ng on do1ng the same th1ng, SUMMONER: shame to not take advantage of 1t when we're f1nally docked,

PORRIM: Yeah, I no+ticed he was signed o+ut... -crosses arms, shifting weight- I sure didn't write him that slip. PORRIM: -but she's distracted by rhodri's offer now- Oh, I agree. It's been a while since I've let myself go+ o+ut, but I'm no+t abo+ut to+ let this o+ppo+rtunity pass me by. It's beautiful o+ut there. -smiles- PORRIM: I'd lo+ve it if yo+u jo+ined me.

CRONUS: see? -looks at rufioh- i vwas signed out. -finally takes a sip of his own coffee-

RUFIOH: -snrrrk. It's not his fault you're the one acting guilty.-

SUMMONER: a1ght, sweet, glad to hear 1t, SUMMONER: explor1ng on your own 1s f1ne and dandy, but 1t's never not n1ce to have company somet1mes, espec1ally when 1t's w1th someone so relax1ng, =Grins and chuckles. Bein' so friendly over here.=

RUFIOH: -someone's a flatterer.... Hehe.-

SUMMONER: =Nah man, just saying it like it is. 'Sides people like hearing about their nice qualities sometimes. Just winks at Rufioh's hehes.=

CRONUS: -catches that wink and glances inbetween summy and rufioh- -pulls rufioh a little closer, EYEING the hottie rhodri a lil-

SUMMONER: =Omg.= SUMMONER: =Actually laughs just a little bit, putting his hands up in a way that just screams "woah there buddy" while grinning wide and crooked.=

SUMMONER: =Not interested bruh, sorry.=

CRONUS: -CRONUS KNOWS HE COULDNT COMPETE WITH YOU-

RUFIOH: -dudes, please. Ruf isn't really aware of this exchange and kind of looks after Rhodri like what... Why his hands do the thing.-

SUMMONER: =Gives Rufioh a shrug when he looks at him, just really amused at this whole thing. Hooks one hand in his belt and continues to eat his apple.= SUMMONER: so, SUMMONER: you got any adv1ce for us ruf1oh? as to what 1s the best place to be, see1ng as you've been up all n1ght flutter1ng about,

CRONUS: yeah rufioh, did you see anything vwe could do nowv that im out?

PORRIM: -SHE DEFINITELY ENJOYED THOSE COMPLIMENTS... but now she's eyeing cronus and rufioh closely.-

RUFIOH: -hm, thinks about this.- there was a pod of dolph1ns tak1ng the1r ch1ll out there... hehe. they had calves recently.... tw1ns. }:) RUFIOH: the fam's k1nd of exc1ted.

CRONUS: ........

RUFIOH: they're keep1ng to the shores today they sa1d... maybe you can h1t them up.

PORRIM: -that... is SO CUTE. holy shit.-

SUMMONER: dude, SUMMONER: =Looks at him all star eyes.= that's awesome, SUMMONER: just m1ght do that, SUMMONER: 1f you're up for 1t too? =Smiles at Porrim.= we could br1ng some f1sh w1th us from the k1tchens 1'm sure, SUMMONER: feed the l1l calves, =He's excited already. Wing flutters.=

RUFIOH: th1nk they'd l1ke a snack, yeah.

CRONUS: vwell this has nothing to do vwith me.

MEULIN: -she's slinking under tables, peeping on the crowd with a twitching tail and wide eyes... Paws up on a cafeteria chair now. Staring at Cronus. What is he doing out of bed????-

RUFIOH: -everyone's been wondering the same thing, meu.-

PORRIM: That so+unds like fun to+ me. I can't say I've ever hung o+ut with a do+lphin befo+re. -omg...                         at paws...-

CRONUS: did you see anything more interesting than dolphins? i used to see dolphins like, evwery day. been there, done that. -doesn't notice the meu yet-

SUMMONER: trust me, 1t really 1s fun, SUMMONER: should you th1nk otherw1se 1 don't know what else to tell you, sadly, SUMMONER: they all have such cool stor1es to tell, and the1r laugh 1s cute as fuck, 1f you excuse the language, =Looks at Cronus with his head tilted.= they're pretty majest1c though, r1ght?

MEULIN: -PERFECT. She puts a finger over her lips at Porrim and slinks around, skittering to another table so she can sneak up behind Cronus...-

RUFIOH: dunno... depends on what you mean by "1nterest1ng". there's lots of 1nterest1ng sh1t outs1de... sh1ps and stuff. RUFIOH: m1ght want to avo1d those though. never know what could be go1ng on w1th them.

SUMMONER: =Big rougeish grin.= oh, but that does sound 1nterest1ng, =He is absolutely going to not avoid them later. Pirates are hilarious to mess with honestly.=

RUFIOH: -marge simpson sound-

MEULIN: -POUNCES and grabs onto his shoulders!! Don't worry she's not using her whole weight, she knows he would fall over like a silly doofish. She will nip at him a little though.-

CRONUS: nyeh, vwhere vwere you evwen flying? i vwas talking more like a clu- -AUGHKLJLSKSF SCREAMS-

MEULIN: -oh lord even she heard that- (=ΦｴΦ=)

MEULIN: H33H33H33, SHHHHH! IT'S JUST M33-U!

MEULIN: HI GUYS!

MEULIN: AND PURRIM!

SUMMONER: =Oh my god.= SUMMONER: =Laughs at this whole happening, grinning.= h1 there, SUMMONER: th1nk you gave your fr1end there a real scare,

MEULIN: -it ok. She's nuzzling both the side-by-side friend shoulders and purring now. Rhodri is another of her shipman crew... she should really pounce him more, too. Stares at him in thought.- (｡◕ω◕｡)

PORRIM: -snickers at the cat- Hey, Meulin. -waves-

RUFIOH: -just sipping his coffee. This is normal.-

RUFIOH: -signs sup at her with his free hand.-

SUMMONER: =Tilts his head with that ever present smile at Meulin's stares.= do 1 have someth1ng on my face?

CRONUS: -he's completely thrown off what he was even saying now and gives a nervous chuckle- oh, hey, meulin. figures it vwas you givwing me the pounce.

MEULIN: -waves back!!! maybe ducks behind a Cro shoulder and turns a little green. being CLOSER to Porrim while she is all pretty and dressed up is certainly a recipe for the blushus. Waggles fingers at Rufioh, too. Time to go back to staring to Rhodri.- MEULIN: ... UMM... MEULIN: HI! -she's trying to figure out what he just said about a face. or a place??-

SUMMONER: =Hmm...= SUMMONER: =He doesn't like assuming things, and could be she's just awkward, he can relate, but.= SUMMONER: =Experimentally signs "h1" with one hand. He knows a little bit of sign language due to promotional stuff about various awareness fundraisers.=

MEULIN: !!!! MEULIN: -pops up over the shoulders to sign- <HELLO!! YOU KNOW SIGNS?> (=ＴωＴ=)

SUMMONER: =Phew. Okay, so he was right. Would be awkward otherwise. Shrugs one shoulder and gives her a apologetic smile.= SUMMONER: <l1ttle,>

CRONUS: -now he's glancing between summy and meulin. Wow, does EVERYONE on board know the wavy hand flops but him??-

PORRIM: -glances at cronus. she doesn't either...-

MEULIN: YAAAAAY! -bounces on toes- <COOL!> MEULIN: ... -oh. did everyone else stop talking? She ducks behind the Cro shoulder again.-

PORRIM: -oh no... she's being cute and shy. so she speaks up again.- Well, -looks at rhodri- Let me kno+w when yo+u want to+ head o+ut. I do+n't mind sticking aro+und fo+r a little while lo+nger. -back to meulin- PORRIM: I haven't had much chance to+ hang o+ut with Meulin, so+ it'd be nice to+ catch up. PORRIM: ... Even if there's a bit o+f a language barrier.

MEULIN: (=^･ω･^)

SUMMONER: =Chuckles. She certainly has enough enthusiasm to spare.= <yes, you,> =Oh snap.= SUMMONER: =Looks to Porrim with a smile.= well 1 don't m1nd that e1ther honestly, 1'm glad to hang out w1th people, SUMMONER: or have you two hang out too, don't m1nd go1ng out on my own e1ther, but m1ght be the most fun 1f we all went? SUMMONER: even 1f the language th1ng 1s an obstacle, you don't always need to know how to commun1cate 1n order to have fun together, =Tries signing at Meulin again, but it is very slow. It's been some time.= SUMMONER: <outs1de? go?> SUMMONER: <togetherness?>

MEULIN: (^･o･^) MEULIN: -SHE IS NODDING HER FIST SO MUCH. So many YESes.-

MEULIN: -She loves outside and going and togetherness!!!!-

CRONUS: vwoah, hey, youre stealing her avway?

RUFIOH: -oh. Yeah, he's been here. Just contemplating his soggy granola yogurt. Hm.- RUFIOH: ... -eats some more and watches the conversation.-

SUMMONER: only 1f she would l1ke to, wh1ch 1 th1nk she does, SUMMONER: but you're free to come too? the more the merr1er honestly, SUMMONER: =Meulin is kawaii.= <outs1de,> SUMMONER: <play? go?>

MEULIN: <NOW?? GO NOW???> (ΦωΦ)

RUFIOH: -signing discreetly at Meulin.- <gotta go fast.>

SUMMONER: <yes, go!> =Internally crying because he is so bad at signing, but it's also... So cute.=

MEULIN: -snRK. MUST ACCELERATE SWIFTLY.- MEULIN: OKAY!!! LET'S GO! -starts tugging on her boys because... they're obviously going, right??? RIGHT?-

RUFIOH: -oh... yeah, he could go for a nap in a tree or something. He's cool with it.-

CRONUS: vwoah vwait, really?

SUMMONER: 1 don't see why not, a n1ce way to celebrate gett1ng out of the hosp1tal too, wouldn't you say?

PORRIM: Oh, and I can keep an eye o+n Cro+nus that way, to+o+. -hands on hips again-

RUFIOH: -snrrk heh. Oh. She's serious.-

SUMMONER: =Bright smile.= see? 1t all works out,

MEULIN: (˄·͈༝·͈˄) ????

RUFIOH: -side eyes Meu.- <keep an eye on h1m.>

MEULIN: <O-K!> -;PP-

RUFIOH: };P

CRONUS: vwell, as long as vwe dont ONLY talk to dolphins i could be dowvn for that.

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ATRIUM SECURITY RECORDING 0320

REDGLARE: -this is a day for flying and perching on things. She's got pent up energy and a roller coaster of emotions. So what? Fight her, she literally will do that. The fighting thing.-

4:39 PM

MEULIN: -FIGHT HER. Just kidding. She is laying under an atrium bench and scribbling down the beginning of a story with Redglare in it. She hasn't decided on the pairing yet, but boy, she sure is COOL, and so is the intro as a result.-

4:41 PM

REDGLARE: -stop putting her in fanfictions she is confused and doesn't understand it. She lands abruptly on the surface of the table. If she could hear it, it would probably be loud and scary, but since she can't, she mostly sees redglare's upside down head leaning over the edge, looking at her.-(edited)

4:45 PM

RUFIOH: -god some people were so fucking obnoxious about their wings. Here comes Rufioh with a big thermos of tea walking in like a normal goddamn troll. He looks tired.-

4:46 PM

MEULIN: -she's writing very seriously about the hard lines of Redglare's face, squinting at her paper, and she takes a moment to glance up for more inspiration and-- WOW. SO CLOSE.- 33P! -BUSHY TAIL ACTIVATE.-

4:49 PM

REDGLARE: -She quickly signs.- <under a table?> -she can't make her quirk work in sign language.-

4:51 PM

RUFIOH: -grabbing himself a bowl of cheese and broccoli soup and slorps up half of it while just standing there at the food table. He squints off, thinking.-

RUFIOH: ...

RUFIOH: (f*ck, that's my new boss.)

RUFIOH: ....... -more soup drinking. Let's keep it cool.-

4:52 PM

MEULIN: -nods her fist yes!- <HIDING. ANGRY MAN FISH.>

4:59 PM

REDGLARE: -SLIGHT SIGH.-<Permitted. Which fish.>

5:01 PM

RUFIOH: -crushes some crackers in his mouth and pours himself some more soup-

5:05 PM

MEULIN: -hmmm....- <CURTAIN FISH.> -she doesn't know how to sign cape so this will have to do.-

5:06 PM

REDGLARE: -Too bad they all wear absurd outfitS-

5:07 PM

MEULIN: -:33-

5:07 PM

REDGLARE: <allowed to leave> She concludes, swinging back upright so that she's standing in the table.-

5:07 PM

RUFIOH: -tries shuffling out of Redglare's line of vision. No troll's lookin guilty here.- RUFIOH: -shit now shes on the move-

5:09 PM

MEULIN: -oh, okay! She guesses? Well, she seems pretty authoritative so Meulin wiggles out from under the table and IS THAT RUFIOH???- 3333 RUFIOH! HI!

5:11 PM

RUFIOH: -freezes in his tracks and lean turns towards the shriek of kitty troll, a smile turning up on his face. Still gotta avoid Redglare.- woah, party troll doll... 1s that you?

RUFIOH: long t1me, no see.

5:12 PM

REDGLARE: -WHAT DID YOU DO-

5:12 PM

RUFIOH: -NOTHING. Except maybe skip out on a few or all of his first days as shipman. Crazy...-

5:14 PM

REDGLARE: -EYES NARROW.-

5:15 PM

RUFIOH: -soup eat. This is a little awkward.-

RUFIOH: -he... wave? at meulin-

5:17 PM

REDGLARE: -hops off the table and CREEPS CLOSER-

5:18 PM

MEULIN: -she coming toward him with her notebook in tow- DO YOU REMEMPURR ME? I'M MEULIN! THOUGH I PROBABLY DIDN'T TELL YOU THAT. BUT THAT'S ME!

5:20 PM

RUFIOH: uh... nah, 1 don't th1nk you d1d. -rubs at the back of his neck. It's not like he would have remembered anyway.-

RUFIOH: k1nda we1rd s1nce you know my name so... now 1'm th1nk1ng maybe you d1d? -Alright, he's kind of digging himself into a hole here. It's just that REDGLARE is making him nervous!-

RUFIOH: t1me's been pretty crazy lately... you know how 1t goes.

5:22 PM

REDGLARE: 1t go3s qu1ckly.

REDGLARE: -INTENSE STARING-

5:24 PM

RUFIOH: -eat me... oh wait no. Not appropriate.-

RUFIOH: haha... could be a pun there. -holds hot soup bowl in one hand, mildly sweating. this is fine-

RUFIOH: n1ce.

5:28 PM

REDGLARE: H4v3 you b33n f33l1ng unw3ll?

5:29 PM

SUMMONER: =Drumming his hands on his chest as he enters the cafeteria to get his food on.=

5:30 PM

RUFIOH: yeah, a l1ttle. -haven't you noticed the slight muted look in his hair dye? Suddenly Rhodri happens. Is the time to escape nigh?-

5:31 PM

REDGLARE: You should h4v3 f1l3d som3th1ng w1th m3d1c4l. You w3r3 out for d4ys.

5:32 PM

SUMMONER: =He has the tendency to happen rather suddenly, yes. He gives the other people in here a friendly smile and sup nod, though he's gonna go get his grub on before intruding on their conversation.=

5:33 PM

YULALA: -grub crawls out from under Rufioh's shirt, waving feelers at broccolio cheese soup- aaah!

5:34 PM

REDGLARE: -SEE, RHODRI WAS DOING HIS JOB.-

5:34 PM

RUFIOH: -uncomfortable wing flicks- 1t wasn't really the f1rst th1ng that came to m1nd, 1 guess.

RUFIOH: grow1ng up 1n the w1lds k1nd of do- -SUDDENLY GRUB. Apparently she was hiding on him.-

RUFIOH: .....oops.

5:35 PM

REDGLARE: ...oh. H3llo.

5:36 PM

GAMZEE (Somewhere): =WHERE KID???=

5:36 PM

YULALA: -you are not cheese therefore she is uninterested.- aaaaaaaaaaah~

5:36 PM

RUFIOH: -picks a cracker and dunks it in soup. Passes soupy cracker to Yulala.-

5:36 PM

REDGLARE: -wHERE DID THIS BABY COME FROM.-

5:37 PM

YULALA: ahhh~ <3 -tries to honk-

5:37 PM

RUFIOH: -well redglare when a collection drone comes knocking at ur door...-

5:38 PM

YULALA: -nothing resembling this happens-

5:38 PM

RUFIOH: ....th1s 1s yulala. -totally forgot he was just standing there in awkward silence-

5:38 PM

MEULIN: -just pretend she sat down to work on her fic cuz I gotta go soon-

5:38 PM

REDGLARE: 1 s33. -she's going to write this off as 'children are filthy and infectious' as to explain the absence. -

5:39 PM

RUFIOH: -well her recovering clown dad is kinda staying in his block now so that's also a good reason-

5:39 PM

YULALA: -crunches on cracker, curling up on his neck to enjoy it.-

5:39 PM

SUMMONER: =He got DA FUD and is now making his way over to the way over to the dynamic duo of RufGlare. Spots the kid and raises a brow.= well someone's been busy, =Smiling chipperly.=

5:39 PM

RUFIOH: -but that would be a responsible thing to report-

RUFIOH: -side eyes rhodri- ...she l1kes soup and shoulder r1des.

RUFIOH: sh*t k1nda happens.

RUFIOH: -he warm for grub neck curlings-

5:40 PM

SUMMONER: =Wags eyebrows. Ayyy. Busy making babies bruh? You crazy.=

5:40 PM

YULALA: -when she's done with the cracker she chews on his mohawlk-

5:41 PM

RUFIOH: -baby, no-

RUFIOH: -he's just a little brown in the face, leave him alone-

5:42 PM

SUMMONER: =The eyebrow wags cease but the all too knowing smirk does not.=

5:42 PM

YULALA: -chirrs musically-

5:42 PM

RUFIOH: -there are many things he would say right now but unfortunately, yulala already has motherfuck in her vocabulary and Rufioh isn't gonna be the one to teach her new dirty words.-

5:43 PM

REDGLARE: 1s th4t yours?

5:44 PM

RUFIOH: nah... 1'm just grubs1tt1ng.

RUFIOH: her real dad's outta comm1ss1on... for now. -feeds her another cheese soup cracker-

5:47 PM

YULALA: -devours it voraciously. this is a very hungry baby-

5:48 PM

SUMMONER: =Gently waggling a finger at Yulala. Kids are cute yo.=

SUMMONER: =Glances to Rufioh.= outta comm1ss1on? sh1t, =Looks to Yulala with a smile.= well, good th1ng they both have you to look after them,

SUMMONER: =Side eyes to Redglare.= r1ght?

5:48 PM

REDGLARE: y3s. 1t w1ll n31th3r st4rv3 nor succumb to pr3d4t1on.

5:48 PM

YULALA: -stares at his wagging finger like she wants to pounce on it-(edited)

YULALA: -kitten rump shake-

5:49 PM

RUFIOH: -uh no. He gently plucks her off his shoulder and just kinda. Tucks her under his arm, football style. Safe.-

5:50 PM

YULALA: aaaaaaaah! hrk!

-sad honk attempts-

5:50 PM

RUFIOH: -soup in one hand, baby in the other. This is how u single parent. Take notes.-

5:51 PM

SUMMONER: two th1ngs nobody would want to succumb to, =He seems amused at the rump shake, then snickers a little as Rufioh just tucks the baby.=

SUMMONER: =Kind of slowly raising a brow at the honk attempts though.=

5:52 PM

YULALA: -waves her legs, hiccups and starts to sniffle-

5:52 PM

RUFIOH: -gives her access into his shirt again. There there.-

5:52 PM

REDGLARE: >:o

5:53 PM

YULALA: -goodbye folks, she's quickly burrowing under. its warm in there-

5:55 PM

RUFIOH: -glancing between Sum and Glare- so... RUFIOH: 1 guess 1'm gonna make sure she gets someth1ng to eat... now that 1 know she's here and all.

RUFIOH: -gently paps the squirmy bundle chillin against his torso-

5:57 PM

YULALA: -faint honk!-

5:57 PM

SUMMONER: =Kind of internally pokerfacing over the prospect of this being yet another clown baby. Hopes this one isn't constantly kept in someone's hair.= SUMMONER: oh yeah, would probably be good, she seemed pretty hungry,

SUMMONER: but hey, 1f you need any help or just wanna hang then just let me know man, =Grin. He's kinda been bad at socializing lately.=

5:59 PM

RUFIOH: you know 1'm always down for that, bro. -cracks a smile. He understands.- tho nobody's say1n you can't hang out w1th me and yulala for a l1l wh1le. RUFIOH: 1 don't th1nk she'll bother anybody.

6:06 PM

REDGLARE: Sh3 s33ms w3ll b3h4v3d. -She has no basis of comparison, granted.-

6:07 PM

RUFIOH: 1'd ask 1f you want to hold her but... she's k1nda burrow1ng. RUFIOH: and 1t t1ckles.

RUFIOH: -it's probably best to hide in the portion of his back that his wings are tucked over, yulala-

RUFIOH: -so warm.........-

6:09 PM

SUMMONER: =Chuckles.= not sure how 1 could say no to an 1nv1taton from you,

SUMMONER: just gotta get th1s food 1n me and 1'm game,

6:18 PM

RUFIOH: bangarang. }:) -and moves off for a table to get yulala set up with his soup bowl and crackers-

6:22 PM

SUMMONER: =Fingerguns at Rufioh with a smile.=

SUMMONER: so, =Turns his head to Redglare, smile turning mischievous.= alone at last,

6:23 PM

REDGLARE: ... REDGLARE: >:I

6:25 PM

SUMMONER: =Puts a hand on his chest with a gasp in mock offense:= boss, what on earth 1s that look for?

6:25 PM

REDGLARE: You'r3.

REDGLARE: Cut3. REDGLARE: -pats him on the head.-

6:27 PM

SUMMONER: =Slowblinks. Stunned.=

SUMMONER: =Bursts out laughing.= 1've been called many th1ngs boss, but 1 th1nk "cute" has to be a f1rst,

SUMMONER: have to say 1'm flattered,

SUMMONER: hope you're gonna update my personal f1les w1th that deta1l,

6:28 PM

REDGLARE: 1'll m4k3 4 not3 of 1t. REDGLARE: 1'v3 b33n l3tt1ng mys3lf sl1d3.

6:30 PM

SILEAS: -Rhodri is going to be feeling a small BUMP at the back of his legs and then instantly THE WRATH OF TINY WRIGGLER FANGS. However its probably fine so long as the fairy troll is wearing decent enough pants. No blood will be drawn TODAY.-

SILEAS: -Growls. But it is FRIENDLY growling. He knows this is his neighbor.-

6:30 PM

RUFIOH: -wtf... kawaii...-

6:31 PM

REDGLARE: Oh.

6:32 PM

SUMMONER: 1'll make sure to g1ve you a rem1nder e1ther way, SUMMONER: but are you okay? 1 mean sl1d1ng doesn't sou-- =BUMP!= SUMMONER: =Luckily he happens to wear combat boots so likely Sileas is just getting a mouthful of leather. His wings perk in surprise, and he looks on down.= SUMMONER: ,,, SUMMONER: pffff,

6:32 PM

SILEAS: -Leather is even better. He just clings to this big leg he cannot see and keeps chewing on Rhodri's ankle.-

6:33 PM

SUMMONER: =FAUX leather, mind you.=

6:33 PM

REDGLARE: You 4r3 und3r 4tt4ck.

6:34 PM

SIGNLESS: -Is now finally catching up with his wriggler and entering the atrium, in his arms is a coloring book, and what looks to be a box of markers. Yes those are for his son, not for him. Oh but looks like Sileas is eating people again.-

6:34 PM

REDGLARE: ...

REDGLARE 1n th1s sc3n4r1o do you. REDGLARE: Th1s 1s suppos3d to h4pp3n?

6:34 PM

SUMMONER: =He snickers a little. Puts a hand rather dramatically to his own forehead.= oh woe! 1t appears my f1nal days have come, SUMMONER: =Looks to Redglare.= save yourself boss, for th1s beast's hunger knows no end,

6:35 PM

REDGLARE: Would h4t3 to h4v3 to r3pl4c3 thos3 boots.

6:36 PM

SIGNLESS: That is a very true statement. -He says, walking over to Redglare and Summoner, nodding his silent hellos to both of them- The hunger part, that is. SIGNLESS: -He then kneels down next to Rhodri and frowns at his kid- SIGNLESS: Sileas. SILEAS: -Ignores his father and clings more to Rhodri.-

SILEAS: -He chews HARDER now. There is more pressure in his bite before.-

6:38 PM

SUMMONER: =He has several. Besides toothmarks will just make them look even more punkrock.= SUMMONER: the boots are the least of my problems! my l1fe 1s end1ng before your very eyes, and my footwear 1s your ma1n concern? =Tchs... Looks into the air.= 1 can't bel1eve th1s,

6:38 PM

REDGLARE: H3 1s b31ng v3ry. P3rs1st4nt.

6:41 PM

SUMMONER: true to h1s beast nature, =He snrks now though and bends to slowly (hopefully Sileas can smell it coming and won't be too startled) put a hand on Sileas' head.= you've got me buddy, lean1ng on overk1ll now,

6:42 PM

REDGLARE: G1v3 h1m th3 boot.

6:43 PM

SIGNLESS: -He makes a slightly irritated sigh.- Yeah. He is. -He was going to try to remove Sileas but before he could, Rhodri's already seeming to try and handle it.-

SIGNLESS: Also no, don't, you will never get it back. I found one of mine hidden under the couch. Or the remains of it anyways.

SILEAS: -He tenses up at first, having been touched. He isn't that good at smelling movement.- Rrrrr.

SILEAS: -HOWEVER, he does remove his mouth from the boot before hoping off Rhodri's leg and scampering over to try and climb up his dad-

SIGNLESS: -SCOOPS THE KID UP, before he can run off again, and stands.- Sorry about that. He got ahead of me, I think he was excited to see you again, Rhodri.

6:47 PM

SUMMONER: 1'll make sure to g1ve h1m a pa1r for h1s wr1ggl1ng day, =Stands back on up as his leg is released and waves a hand at Kasvik.=

SUMMONER: 1t's a1ght man, k1ds are pretty qu1ck,

SUMMONER: =Chuckles a little.= not as exc1ted as 1 am to see you, but 1 f1gure 1 should hold back on the ankleb1t1ng, SUMMONER: at least 1n publ1c,

6:50 PM

SIGNLESS: -He gives a smile at that, even if it does seem a bit tired.- Heh. Well thank you for your restraint, I'll be sure to watch my ankles next time I use the mirror.

6:51 PM

SUMMONER: well now that you're keep1ng an eye out for your ankles 1 m1ght be forced to chew on some other part of you all together,

6:55 PM

SIGNLESS: -Rhodri, phrasing there are kids here.-

SIGNLESS: -Snorts.- I'll just have to watch my back in general then.

6:59 PM

SUMMONER: =He didn't say anything explicit!=

SUMMONER: that would be the best,

SUMMONER: =His joking tone turns more serious though.= never know what m1ght happen,

7:01 PM

SIGNLESS: Excellent point. I think I will consider just finding some way to get a camera on my back at all times to watch it. -Not that it will help apparently. Everything always goes wrong all the time, that is the feeling Kasvik has been dealing with. He has not been a happy camper.-

SILEAS: Yus. -He agrees. Does he know what he agrees with? Nope. He just agrees.-

7:08 PM

SUMMONER: =Snorts.= e1ther that or ducttape d1ss1e to your back, =He has been worried about the two of them ever since Dolorosa passed away honestly.=

SUMMONER: but hey, =He's still standing here holding his bowl of food in one hand. Looks between Redglare and Signless.= 1 'unno of any of you have eaten yet, but 1'm gonna go f1nd a place to s1t? you're all free to come w1th of course,

7:11 PM

REDGLARE: M4yb3.

7:15 PM

SIGNLESS: Sounds like a pleasant enough idea. -He adjust the child in his arms, balancing the coloring book and markers at the same time. Look at him being a parent.-

SIGNLESS: -He also glances at Redglare, they haven't exactly gotten along in the past. Mostly due to his own stupidity, but hey, things change? Might as well try being nice, even though its been so long.- If you are feeling it, I would also enjoy your company. -He knows Redglare was friends with his mom. He can certainly bury the hatchet for that.-

7:18 PM

REDGLARE: -She nods, following to take a seat.-

7:21 PM

SUMMONER: =Grins. All of the friendship is happening. All of it.= cool, food 1s always better 1n good company,

SUMMONER: =Takes a seat at some nondescript and nonspecific table.=

7:23 PM

SIGNLESS: -Hes gonna just, go take his wriggler to get food. A few minutes later he returns with tray and child, making sure to get Sileas situated in his own seat and distracting the wriggler with their personalized, scented coloring book before setting to the task of cutting up small bits of veggies.-

SILEAS: -He excited flips through pages, smelling green, scribbled tree leaves, and red apples. Every now and then he whispers "Oooooh" to himself.-

7:25 PM

SUMMONER: =Okay what the fuck Sileas is adorable. Chuckles a little to himself, but turns his attention to the other two grownups.=

SUMMONER: so how have you guys been hold1ng up? been k1nd of crazy around here lately, but then aga1n not l1ke that's someth1ng new,

7:30 PM

REDGLARE: F1nd1ng th3 sh1p's sm4ll, onc3 you'r3 us3d to 1t.

7:34 PM

SUMMONER: =Gets on eating that veggie stew now.= yeah? you've explored every nook and cranny that there 1s?

SUMMONER: 1 agree though, =Small sigh. He always did prefer the great big outdoors.= could use an expans1on or someth1ng,

7:39 PM

SIGNLESS: In comparison to the old ship, I agree that this one is lacking in both size and grandness. However, I suppose I don't personally find it any more or less constricting then the previous. Then again I haven't taken time to explore as much of it.

7:45 PM

REDGLARE: -NOT ENOUGH SPACE TO RUN AWY FROM MY EMOTIONS MORE LIKE-

REDGLARE: Not th4t th3r3's much to 1nsp3ct 4s1d3 from p3rson4l qu4rt3rs.

7:50 PM

SUMMONER: =HE FEELS THAT FEEL.=

SUMMONER: =Shrugs one shoulder.= sh1p doesn't have to be so grand decor w1se to me, just enough space to not go st1r crazy y'know?

SUMMONER: =Gives Redglare an amused look.= thoroughly 1nspect1ng people's quarters are we? my, my boss, =El waggle of the brows.=

7:53 PM

REDGLARE: Th4t's p4rt of my job, you know.

7:54 PM

SIGNLESS: Is it? Hm. Have you ever found anything of criminal interest in these inspections? -He starts trying to get Sileas' attention with food.-

SILEAS: -Not now dad, he is busy drawing on a blank page. Not that he can...see what he is doing. But it smells nice.-

7:55 PM

SUMMONER: =Nods.= of course,

SUMMONER: =Eats some more food for a pause as his mischievous smile widens.=

SUMMONER: so 1s cav1ty searches,

SUMMONER: =Perks.= yes boss, have you ever found anyth1ng 1nterest1ng 1n those cav1t1es? =Internal laughing so hard. Don't mind him he's an actual child.=

7:57 PM

REDGLARE: -SQUINTY LOOK AT SUMMONER.-

REDGLARE: Not look1ng for cr1m1n4l 4ct1v1ty. Just. Poss1bl3 3v1d3nc3.

7:59 PM

SIGNLESS: Evidence? For what?

8:00 PM

SUMMONER: =More or less making the "}:3c" face at Redglare's squinty look.=

8:03 PM

REDGLARE: -YOU STOP THAT.-

REDGLARE: 1 don't know.

8:06 PM

MEULIN: -she's still here, and ever since Summy and Signless showed up, she knows who she's adding into this romfic. It's been going very well so far, though the smooching hasn't happened just yet. She keeps getting distracted by staring at them and trying to decipher their relationships through body language and bad lip reading alone.-

SUMMONER: =Well now it turned into a "};3c".=

SUMMONER: somet1mes you don't need to look for anyth1ng 1n part1cular kas,

SUMMONER: that's how cr1mes get d1scovered, by v1g1lance and thorough 1nspect1on,

8:12 PM

SIGNLESS: Oh no, I am quite aware how crimes get discovered. I have some idea of how law works, -He makes the "Eh" symbol in the air with his hand- Well, granted its been more of a crash course, but I know it.

SILEAS: -He was in the middle of making a circle with loops in it when he suddenly stops and starts sniffing the air.-

SILEAS: . . . . . . .-He suddenly chucks the blue marker in his hand, it probably goes flying across the table towards Redglare.-

SILEAS: -Sileas then scrambles down off his seat and he is on the MOVE on hands and feet. He smells cat troll, and cat troll means MOM.-

SILEAS: -Watch out Meulin, blind baby troll coming straight for you.-

SIGNLESS: ?????! -He turns a bit in his own seat as his son suddenly RUNS off. Sileas had been getting better about not going too far without him though, so he doesn't get up yet.- Sileas??

 REDGLARE: >:I -She CATCHES IT. DANG SHE IS GOOD.-

REDGLARE: 1'm k33p1ng th1s now.

REDGLARE: 1t's m1n3.

8:19 PM

SIGNLESS: -Sweats at Redglare.- Sorry, he didn't mean it. . . . also he does kind of need the marker, it was part of a gift set. SIGNLESS: It is blueberry scented. -If that makes it any better.-

8:19 PM

TEREZI: -She is smiling somewhere for what feels like no reason-

8:20 PM

REDGLARE: 1 l1k3 blu3b3rry sc3nt3d.

8:20 PM

SUMMONER: =Wing perks as everything goes down.= SUMMONER: =Genuinely impressed with how Redglare just caught that.= yoooooo, }:o

SIGNLESS: I could... try to find you something else blueberry scented to trade?? -Please return the marker winged lady. Kasvik looks awkward as he tries to negotiate the return of his child's marker.-

8:25 PM

REDGLARE: -She removes her glasses to STARE INTENSELY at Sileas.-

8:25 PM

MEULIN: -OH IS A BABY STILL COMING AT HER??-

8:25 PM

REDGLARE: -She slowly slides the marker across the table.-

8:27 PM

SILEAS: -THE BABY IS COMING AT HER. He's actually pouncing on her now. He will be heading straight for her hair.-

SIGNLESS: -Kasvik reaches just as slowly to take it back. Redglare is making him nervous.- SIGNLESS: Thank you.

SIGNLESS: -Rhodri why do you involve yourself with intimidating ladies.-

8:29 PM

MEULIN: -SQUEAKYOWL COMBOB- WHAT IS HAPPE--!! -oh!! it's... GRUB???- OH... G33 EM.

8:30 PM

SUMMONER: you probably owe her a blueberry muff1n or two now kas, sorry, =He's helping!= SUMMONER: =Because intimidating ladies are often the sweetest.= SUMMONER: =Turns his attention to the squeak.= th1nk s1leas 1s already cla1m1ng h1s next v1ct1m over there,

8:31 PM

MEULIN: (｡◕ω◕｡)

MEULIN: YOU ARE THE CUTEST THING EVER.

8:32 PM

SIGNLESS: I'll add it to the list of things I owe people. Its starting to get-- -Squeakyowls?? He owl turns towards the noise and spots the source.- Shit. -Hes already up on his feet now, its one thing for Sileas to chew on Rhodri, but random strangers? Thats a big no.-

SILEAS: -He is a wriggler missy, look as his hands and fingers as he uses them to try and climb on Meulin and locate her HAIR.- SILEAS: -However he realizes when he sticks his face in her mane that this is the wrong cat troll- MMRHHHHH. SILEAS: -Do not call him cute, mother-impostor- NUH!! -he yells at her.-

8:35 PM

MEULIN: -HER BAD. scoops up the bab and just SQUEALS- HELLO!

8:38 PM

SILEAS: -She is close enough to his mom that he will not attempt to MAIM her.- No! -Keep your hellos to yourself woman.- SIGNLESS: -He slides up to Meulin and Sileas.- Hello, yes, uh, I'm really sorry about him running at you like that. He usually is never that enthusiastic about strangers.

8:42 PM

MEULIN: -o hello Signless. she knows u and ur bum well.- OH MEOW GOD! HI! -snuggles Sileas. she has no idea what Signless is saying.-

8:46 PM

SIGNLESS: -How does she know his fabulous ass.- Yes, hi. Introductions. Like I was saying, please excuse him. My only theory is that perhaps he mistook you for his mother? -Meulin DOES have that cattroll look about her, maybe Sileas can tell too.- He's actually blind but perhaps he just found some other sort of similarity between you and her? SILEAS: -MADAM NO. He whines in her arms as he is snuggled.- BLUHHHHH!!

8:53 PM

MEULIN: -purrs soothingly and stares up at Signless- .... OH, I'M DEAF. MEULIN: MAYBE FROM MEOW ON I SHOULD WEAR A SHIRT THAT SAYS "ASK ME ABOUT MY DISABILITY"? THEN EVERYTHING WOULD BE FINE!

8:55 PM

SIGNLESS: -OH. uh, fuck.- Oh, jeez. I'm really sorry about that, no, you don't need to wear a shirt like that, oh jeez. -He holds up his hands in front of him.-

SIGNLESS: -Forgive him strange cat troll.-

8:57 PM

MEULIN: -he looks... upset??- OH, IT'S OKAY! I KNOW PEOPLE CAN'T REALLY TELL SO IT IS NOT A BIG DEAL. MEULIN: IS THIS YOUR WIGGLER MR. SIGNLESS?

8:58 PM

SIGNLESS: Yes, that is my wriggler. Sileas. Also please call me Kasvik, miss...? SILEAS: -He hears his name and pauses struggling. Yes that him.-

9:00 PM

MEULIN: -she's still not sure what he's saying, but she's pretty sure he said yes.- OH, OKAY! -holds the bab up to signless like he's simba and she's rafiki. hope he's ready to be king-

MEULIN: (NAAAAANTS INGONYAMA....)

9:02 PM

FEFETASPRITE: -documenting this exchange in some far off vent. Shh.-

9:04 PM

SIGNLESS: -He accepts his child, giving Meulin a bit of a strange look, but hey, he's dealt with eccentrics.- Thank you. SIGNLESS: -Kas is going to repeat himself for her, slower this time around.- What is your name? SILEAS: Sil. SIGNLESS: No, Sileas, not your name. Her name. SILEAS: Muhmah. SIGNLESS: That. . .no. -Child, that is not your mother.-

9:05 PM

FEFETASPRITE: -Totally gonna write a fanfic about this. S)(ell y33...-

9:06 PM

MEULIN: -staring so intensely at Signless' mouth.- ARE YOU ASKING MY NAME??

9:07 PM

REDGLARE: -She nods at her and signs NAME. poor signless.-

9:08 PM

MEULIN: -OH THANK YOU- I'M MEULIN! ლ(=ↀωↀ=)

9:09 PM

SIGNLESS: -Yes thank you redglare.- Meulin? It is nice to meet you.

9:12 PM

MEULIN: (=⊙ω⊙)

9:14 PM

FEFETASPRITE: -So the way that she ships this dynamic is both Meulin and Redglare having affections for Signless but guess what! Meulin and Redglare make such a better pair so in the end, the two of them run off together. The sweet kitty maiden and her valient teal knight.- FEFETASPRITE: -A glowing pink ink piece of paper featuring the doodle of Meulin<3Redglare will suddenly appear on the table, floating down via SPRITE MAGICKS. When did that happen??-

9:15 PM

REDGLARE: -OH GOD DAMN IT-

9:15 PM

FEFETASPRITE: 3833

9:18 PM

MEULIN: .... (=ↀωↀ)

MEULIN: WHAAAAAT?

9:18 PM

REDGLARE: -gonna just grab that note.-

9:18 PM

MEULIN: IS THAT A-- -it gone...-

9:19 PM

FEFETASPRITE: -jots down TSUNPURRE on her character sheet notes for Redglare.-(edited)

9:19 PM

REDGLARE: -SLOWLY SHAKES HER HEAD.-

9:24 PM

MEULIN: (=；ェ；=)

9:27 PM

FEFETASPRITE: -is just drawing muscley pictures of Redglare to herself. Nice.-

FEFETASPRITE: -begins floating out of the vent and drifts over to the teal troll herself.- FEFETASPRITE: -taps her on the shoulder-

9:28 PM

REDGLARE: >:O

REDGLARE: -TURNS-

9:29 PM

FEFETASPRITE: -TURNS LAVENDER IN THE FACE and hides her ghost face behind one hand. Hands her the musclebound cartoony portrait- FEFETASPRITE: 3X33!!!

9:31 PM

REDGLARE: -JEEZE-

REDGLARE: -she's being all SHY AND ENDEARING about it but this is still ridiculously silly.-

REDGLARE: ...Y3s. Th4nk you. REDGLARE: 1 w1ll k33p th1s.

9:31 PM

FEFETASPRITE: -hides her face more in her sleeve- //////!!!!

9:33 PM

REDGLARE: -she folds it up and tucks it into her jacket.-

9:34 PM

FEFETASPRITE: - S-EAGOI!!!!! So much fangirl chirring is happening as she holds her face. Gasp!!!-

9:35 PM

REDGLARE: -WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEAN-

9:36 PM

FEFETASPRITE: -it means that Fefetasprite will now stalk you and watch you thru vents.-

9:36 PM

MEULIN: -oh. my god. what is that adorable creature.-

MEULIN: ...

9:37 PM

FEFETASPRITE: -She does this to Eridan, Mituna, and Tavros. Welcome to the glub.-

9:37 PM

MEULIN: (ΦωΦ)

MEULIN: 333333333!!!!

9:38 PM

FEFETASPRITE: -surprised earfin flicks- 38OO!!! GLUB!

9:39 PM

MEULIN: -hands to cheeks- I CAN'T BELIEVE IT! I DIDN'T THINK ANYTHING COULD GET CUTER TODAY AND I WAS SO. WRONG.

MEULIN: I'M JUST.

MEULIN: NO.

MEULIN: I CAN'T EVEN.

MEULIN: (=ｘェｘ=)

9:41 PM

FEFETASPRITE: -holds own face???? What can she even DO about this!!!- FEFETASPRITE: -thinks fast and reaches into her coat pocket. Passes Meulin a glowing pink yarnball.- FEFETASPRITE: <33

FEFETASPRITE: -It's alway nice to meet a fan.-

9:50 PM

MEULIN: !!!! MEULIN: FUR ME??? (๑ↀᆺↀ๑)

9:52 PM

FEFETASPRITE: -presses a finger to her chin and winks knowingly. Goggles glint like in the anime.- 38;33

9:56 PM

REDGLARE: -this is terrifying-

9:57 PM

FEFETASPRITE: -would you like a glow yarnball too, redglare?-

[taskforcetumut]

ATRIUM SECURITY RECORDING 0307

[7:28:52 AM]  SUMMONER: *He is doing his morning jog around the ship, wearing a tank and yoga pants for maximum workout points of course. He is currently at the lower parts of the atrium, taking a small pause to do some stretches. He can touch his toes! How about that.*

[7:36:35 AM]  HORUSS: -Are you truly saying that more people than him and possibly Dirk and the dogs, job around the ship? Well, this he would have never guessed. Most of all, he would have never guessed that upon entering the lower atrium, his honoured horseface would be met with the buttiest butt he could have stumbled upon. Oh no. He did not expect to almost run right into an ass today. Back out horseman-

[7:42:32 AM]  SUMMONER: *Right you are Horuss! Rhodri likes keeping in shape. It's a good way to clear your head too. He stands back up straight, doing arm stretches. He turns halfway while doing them, and in so doing he spots a horse troll. His face lights up as he first thinks it's Chiron, and though he realizes it ISN'T by the time he has given him a sup nod he is still smiling. He takes out one earbud.* hey there, sorry, am 1 1n your way?

[7:45:48 AM]  HORUSS: -WHAT was that? Was he flirting with him? What was with that coy little nod and the smile? Don't test the horseman, Nitram, he is a big brick bundle of nervous screams for help, and right now he was really unsure as to what he was expected to do. Does he nod back? Does he leave? What would Rufioh even say if he nodded back at the major Nitram? Why was his life so hard...- I can marely canter off in another direction. You sh001dn't let me hold you back from... what it is that you may be doing.

[7:47:39 AM]  ARANEA: -there's a spider in the distance partially observing this, partially keeping to herself while she reads over her lines some more for the talent show-

[7:53:48 AM]  SUMMONER: *Rhodri laughs pleasantly, waving a hand.* nah man, you don't have to canter, trot or otherw1se move yourself 1n any fash1on unless you really want to, 1 was tak1ng a break anyway, *He extends the hand he had been waving.* don't th1nk 1've 1ntroduced myself properly? 1've seen you around and everyth1ng,

SUMMONER: 1'm rhodr1,

[7:57:56 AM]  HORUSS: -Yes, he knows. He may have stared for extended periods of time at his beautiful, that is to say horrible and shameful and not at all divinely attractive, face. He may also have cantered out in a flustered hurry if their eyes ever did meet before. This is the curse of being a sweaty stupid horse with a thing for bugs. Horrible, pathetic, smoking hot bugs.- I hoof herd your name before. -He held his hand out though, but careful Rhodri, he has been working out. That hand is a sweaty trap- Horuss Zahhak. Security guard.

[8:04:34 AM]  SUMMONER: *He raises a brow at Horuss, smiling crookedly.* yeah? noth1ng bad then, 1'm hop1ng, though bad m1ght not always be ent1erly bad e1ther, *Rouge wink.*

SUMMONER: *He knows the dangers of these STRONG horse trolls, and shakes his hand despite it.* n1ce to meet you horuss, you do1ng rounds r1ght now then? be1ng a secur1ty guard and everyth1ng, *He might feel that those spidery glances, spotting Aranea over yonder and giving her a sup nod too while talking to Horuss.*

[8:10:25 AM]  ARANEA: -don't mind her! :::; )-

[8:51:41 AM]  HORUSS: -What. Do you not see this 'my little hoofbeast' tank and the less butt revealing loose jogging pants he's wearing? And the towel around his shoulders? Does he truly look like he is making his rounds right now, Moth Majora?- I am not. I am taking this free time to work out slightly before I begin my rounds. -He Is less happy with spider glances, and IGNORES Aranea big time-

[9:17:59 AM]  ARANEA: -YOU can mind her though, Horuss!! SHE HOPES HE MINDS HER-

[9:32:52 AM]  UNCLE BRO: -He's on the upper railing, in sweatpants and no shirt as he does a handstand and push ups that way. Casually been here-

[9:35:05 AM]  ARANEA: -internal spider shrieking-

[9:45:46 AM]  SUMMONER: *Oh he did see it, he's just making conversation. He laughs a little.* ah, expla1ns the getup then, had a thought 1t m1ght be some undercover th1ng, y'know, bust the asses of cr1m1nals when they least suspect 1t,

SUMMONER: but hey, you're work1ng out, 1'm work1ng out,

SUMMONER: would you l1ke to jo1n forces?

[10:19:08 AM]  UNCLE BRO: -Flips down and lands next to Aranea. Casually starts stretching-

[10:23:06 AM]  ARANEA: -side eyes him- Hello, Mr. Strider.

[10:26:56 AM]  UNCLE BRO: Sup aranea

[10:27:51 AM]  UNCLE BRO: -Commences the squats-

UNCLE BRO: What are you gettin into

[10:28:55 AM]  ARANEA: -very deliberately does NOT look at him- I'm enjoying a meal while reviewing my lines and stage directions for the performance tonight.

[10:43:36 AM]  HORUSS: -Join forces with sir glorious buttocks? Oh my. He was not sure how that would go down. Then again, it was training and nothing else. Oh, why must he be such a nervous sweaty wreck around these Gods of attractiveness. These bullhorned Apollos of the vast corners of the universe. For a while he just seemed to stand there and perspire, until at last he spoke- I doubt you c001d keep up with me.

[10:47:18 AM]  SUMMONER: *He's just smiling where he stands, though his brows furrow a bit with concern as Horuss remains silent for a while. He's just about to ask if he's okay when he speaks up again.* well, that's qu1te the bold statement to make,

SUMMONER: never know though, m1ght be 1 can keep up w1th you and then some,

SUMMONER: but do1ng 1t would be the only way of know1ng that for sure, wouldn't 1t?

[10:48:23 AM]  UNCLE BRO: Oh word what kind of oral feats are you gonna be performing -Keeps on doing these squats-

[10:56:17 AM]  HORUSS: I am not sure you sh001d be willing to test such a possibility. -Is he just trying to come up with the worst excuse ever to avoid being seduced by this beautiful idol? There is a high chance of that. He clears his throat- Besides, I am as much as finished with my jog. I am aboat to start my STRENGTH e%ercises.

[11:04:00 AM]  ARANEA: I'd rather not spoil the surprise! 8ut it is an Earth classic.

[11:05:12 AM]  SUMMONER: *He shrugs with a laugh.* 1'm w1ll1ng to r1sk 1t, bes1des 1f 1 fa1l horr1bly you'll get all the "1 told you so" pr1v1leges,

SUMMONER: *Bounces a little on his feet.* sounds good to me man, but l1ke, 1 hear you, *Quit bouncing.* don't wanna completely 1ntrude on you and your exerc1ses e1ther,

[11:10:57 AM]  HORUSS: You just 100k far from STRONG enough to be stable to handle them. -Not that he looked bad. He seemed to have more muscles than Rufioh. Not that Rufioh looked bad either! But still, there had to be comparisons made when they looked so similar to begin with. He cleared his throat- I w001d also hardly wish to stop you from your. -He swallowed- Stretching.

[11:14:47 AM]  UNCLE BRO: A classic oh shit youre gonna do a production of team america

[11:16:56 AM]  SUMMONER: *Knowing wink.* looks can be dece1v1ng y'know, and even 1f 1 was l1mp as a noodle 1n the w1nds at least 1'd get to bu1ld some muscle mass, not only that but also get to know someone better, }:)

SUMMONER: *Slow brow raise at that pause between his words.* 1 can always do more of those later, 1t's no b1g deal,

[11:20:58 AM]  ARANEA: -stares at bruncle like shes never been more offended in her life-

ARANEA: No.

[11:21:52 AM]  HORUSS: -OBVIOUSLY he just has a dry throat! What are you insinuating with your thoughts, bullman?-

HORUSS: -He clenches his fists slightly, taking a quick breath- It's your decision. But I canter wait around here much longer, or I will get much too colt to get aneighthing out of this work out.

[11:22:11 AM]  HORUSS: -He was not cold. He was sweating up a storm. Don't believe him-

[11:23:34 AM]  UNCLE BRO: Must not be much good then

UNCLE BRO: As long as its not avenue q wait are you doing wicked

[11:24:26 AM]  ARANEA: It isn't a musical, first of all.

ARANEA: You can guess all you like, 8ut I refuse to reveal my secrets.

[11:26:12 AM] DAELOS: - limps in with the intention of destroying some innocent veggies.-

[11:26:47 AM]  SUMMONER: *That sure isn't a no! Horuss reminds him a bit of Chiron in the way he speaks and all. If he REALLY didn't want him to come he would just flat out say no. He grins and gestures towards an atrium exit.* after you then, 1'll be happy to see what k1nd of secret STRONG techn1ques you m1ght have,

SUMMONER: 1 could show you some stretches 1n return,

[11:27:27 AM]  DAVE: -enters the cafeteria all casual like with dove until he sees aranea. his first instinct is to turn around and walk out to avoid any more trouble, but instead he finds himself just standing there, watching his uncle talk to her. and kind of wishing he could-

[11:29:23 AM]  UNCLE BRO: I aint tryna get your goodies no worries on that im just practicin myself

UNCLE BRO: Itd be a shame if you fucked up a theatre classic

[11:29:31 AM] DAELOS: -after he piles (rather huge) plate high with everything green, leafy and crunchy as well as three apples for dessert, he settles down on a table, leaning his crutch against it.-

[11:33:00 AM]  ARANEA: -she's turning a bit blue suddenly. was he trying to speak in innuendo while saying such infuriating things, or was that just how she interpretted it? these striders were hard for her to read. and on that note, she senses a presence she know she'd do well to avoid.- Ah...! Um. Yes, it would 8e. -avoids looking in dave's direction until she notices daelos-

ARANEA: Would you excuse me? I need to have a word with Mr. Zahhak here. -gathers up her plate and scurries off to sit with him instead, where she knows she'll feel much more secure.-

[11:34:30 AM] DAELOS: ! -ears prick- Oh, Aranea

[11:34:56 AM] DAELOS: Please join me- wait she already is.-

[11:40:59 AM]  ARANEA: -SHES HERE-

ARANEA: Hello! -she seems a little on edge-

[11:43:10 AM]  HORUSS: -No. Showing him stretches is not a good idea. He will stare. He will stare in all the wrong places and it will be an absolutely horrible experience for everyone- Just attempt to keep up. -He said quickly, and all of a sudden he was jogging off ahead and out of the atrium-

[11:47:12 AM]  SUMMONER: *Yesss. Friendship achieved? He will befriend these horses one by one. He grins.* 1 w1ll certa1nly do my best, *And so he jogs on after Horuss out of the atrium.*

[11:49:22 AM] DAELOS: -Ummmm.- ...How are you faring today?

[11:50:51 AM]  ARANEA: Oh, I'm just fine...! Getting myself prepared for the talent show! It's going to 8e fun! -head in hand, shielding her eye so she's not looking at dave... or the other dave... or HORUSS for that matter.-

[11:52:17 AM] DAELOS: -That is a very awkward way to sit. He is concerned about you-

[11:52:42 AM] DAELOS: That is a very awkward way to sit, I am concerned about you

[11:53:11 AM]  ARANEA: -he literally just thought that and said it outloud. this is why she likes you, daelos.- ...

[11:55:39 AM] DAELOS: -What should he do now- ...

[11:55:47 AM] DAELOS: Apple?

[11:58:09 AM]  ARANEA: That would 8e lovely, thank you. -accepts the apple with a dramatic sigh-

ARANEA: I'm surrounded 8y people I'd rather not 8e interacting with! ... And in some cases, people I can't interact with. -she steals another glance at dave. was he still just standing there?? why did he have to be so AWKWARD??-

[12:02:50 PM] DAELOS: Darn -Even hearing her talking about it is making HIM kind of paranoid. He starts to sweat a little-

[12:03:40 PM] DAELOS: I believe I can now grasp the situation with more competency

[12:06:59 PM]  UNCLE BRO: -He's doing push ups. Somehow, he got a shirt on as well.-

[12:08:50 PM]  ARANEA: Yes, now you see...

ARANEA: -nibbles on apple- Though, to 8e perfectly fair, most of those I am avoiding just so happen to make me uncomforta8le.

ARANEA: -gestures horuss-ward- That one, in particular, is always giving me the stink eye! Though I suspect it has less to do with my crimes and more to do with a... mutual relation we share.

[weatheringquerist-blog]

BRO: -flash steps on up to one of the cells not presently being occupied by one of the other rescue teams. he knocks lightly on the door, speaking just as softly.- Yo any UU crew in there?

DIRK: -JUMPS because he's pretty sure he's hallucinating when he hears that voice-

EQUIUS: D --> State yourself -looks up-

WQ: -As all crew of the AA were already aware they were of the UU, this could only mean one thing. After a couple seconds of hesitation, there is a soft,- Yes. There is. -from the other side.-

BRO: Sup. Its Derek Strider. Weve come to save your sorry asses.

BRO: Let me get this door opened up for you. Tell me whos in there while I work on it. -looks at the keypad and strokes his chin before he breaks out some kind of decoder device to attach to it. whether he just had this or was given it for this purpose, who knows.-

DIRK: Y... -he's honestly speechless.-

EQUIUS: D --> Equius Zahhak, Dirk Strider, Qirin, and the Summoner. Thank goodness you've come

BRO: -freezes for a moment- Dirk? ... -swallows and gets back to work- Anybody wounded?

WQ: There are abrasions on Equius's knuckles. Dirk and Rhodri also suffered minor concussions the first day. I am well.

BRO: -he's cursing to himself because it isn't working- Its not opening. Shit.

DIRK: ... -wanders over to the door- Probably because we broke it...

BRO: ... Now whyd you have to go and do a thing like that?

EQUIUS: D --> Desperation makes you decide f001ish things, Sir Strider

WQ: I would not call it desperation. More like an escape attempt that went awry.

DIRK: -fidgets-

BRO: Yeah dont I know it.

BRO: Alright well I guess were doing this the old fashioned way. -rummages through his sylladex-

BRO: Stay as far away from the door as you can.

WQ: That is absolutely doable. ^_^ -she begins to back away, pulling Dirk and Equius back and also making sure Rhodri is out of harms way.-

EQUIUS: D --> -Is a strong independent horse that don't need no chess piece-

WQ: -then book it boi!-

DIRK: -uselessly stumbles after qirin-

BRO: Alright hope youre good. -slaps some plastic explosives on the door and steps back as well. PULL THE LEVER, KRONK.-

[KA-BOOOOOOOM. the door is EXPLODED. does this guy just carry explosives around? truly an enigmatic man.]

BRO: -waits for the dust to clear before poking his head in- Sup.

WQ: ^_^ Nothing much. We are, as one would say, simply hanging out.

EQUIUS: D --> -GROANS-

BRO: Fucking incredible. -he looks at dirk though. wow, he really wanted to be the one to rescue him, but... seeing him now is just kind of tripping him up, especially since they haven't been on the best of terms BEFORE all this went down.-

BRO: Uh... Come on lets get you guys out of here. -gestures for them to follow him-

EQUIUS: -Puts Summoner over his back fireman style and carries him out-

DIRK: -more uncertain shuffling, but he feels a hand on his shoulder that stops him-

BRO: -removes his shades and hands them off to dirk- Here these look better on you.

DIRK: ... -oh. he accepts them silently at puts them on. he's still so overwhelmed by this.-

BRO: -clears his throat- Anyway. Lets mosey. -scouts out the area as they make their way back to the atrium.-

EQUIUS: D --> What took you so long -No one else gonna do it? Okay. Horse gonna do it.-

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[10:44:54 AM]  SUMMONER: *He's been in and out of the infirmary since they got back. That's what happens when you pretend you don't have a serious head injury and overexert yourself. Still, that didn't matter. Another person was gone, one he wished he had gotten to know better.*

SUMMONER: *He stands in front of the statue of The Dolorosa. And perhaps it is superficial, but she had meant a lot to him. His beliefs, the rebellion, adoration for Signless' cause. It had never come to pass if it hadn't been for her. Her selfless and compassionate action in taking in someone that nobody else would. Without her there would have been no such trolls around to create such beliefs, ripples in the water.*

SUMMONER: *He heaves a huffing laugh, that sound people often make when they are trying to hide the fact that they want nothing else but to cry. He had no right to, he didn't know her as much as a person as he did her a concept. Still, someone who mattered. He clears his throat, speaking to the statue, to her, to the air.*

SUMMONER: 1, hah, 1 never got to g1ve you that tape, or anyth1ng,

SUMMONER: that 1 sa1d 1 would,

SUMMONER: but, guess maybe 1 was scared to,

SUMMONER: because, y'know, 1 never thought that, *He shakes his head, a small motion with another laugh in his breath.* anyway,

SUMMONER: *He has his acoustic guitar with him, for the first in a long time.* maybe 1 have no r1ght to, but you mattered, to me, a lot of people, 1'd be ly1ng 1f 1 sa1d 1 d1dn't th1nk about what you d1d, when 1 thought that the ent1re troll race was noth1ng but murderous heartless fuck1-- *His voice was raising in volume, and so he stops himself.* you mattered, 1s what 1'm try1ng to say,

SUMMONER: *Another shake of his head, bringing the guitar up, and he gives the statue the biggest grin he could.* th1s one 1s for you,

SUMMONER: *And so he plays, for the first time in forever, and he wonders if it'll be the last. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vt872YI3qUY *

[10:56:08 AM]  HANDMAID: -drawn by the music, handmaid emerges, standing a good distance behind and watching the summoner play. music. ymirra loved music. music was something they enjoyed together-

[11:03:23 AM]  SUMMONER: *The song comes to an end before long. It's a short one, comforting, any more than that he felt would be an insult to the people that did know her better.*

SUMMONER: *The last note dies out with a shake of his breath, and he stands there in silence. Wondering if he has overstayed his welcome yet as he watches the face carved from stone, the lump heavy in his throat.*

[11:05:56 AM]  HANDMAID: -she hums the tune quietly, staying where she is, watching, because she thinks the song should go on longer-

[11:12:43 AM]  SUMMONER: *He brings a hand to his face as he stands there, rubbing his eyes in that telltale manner while taking a deep breath. How many other people had died over this shit? Hundreds, thousands, all people with friends and family who would go forgotten in shallow graves-- if even that. His hand travels back into his hair, and he can't stand around here anymore. He'll probably break something.*

SUMMONER: *Turning around to walk away, he spots Raj--. No yeah. It's that other troll. Still, he gives her a bright smile. When things are in the shit, that's when you gotta smile the most.*

SUMMONER: hey, uh, *Tosses a glance back at the statue.* sorry, 1 was just, *Shrugs.* y'know,

SUMMONER: say1ng goodbye,

[11:13:41 AM]  HANDMAID: -she starts to slowly approach- ymirra like music. keep music. please.

[11:18:38 AM]  SUMMONER: *He doesn't move away, even if he might want to. He's done with not knowing people before they ultimately disappear. Rhodri clears his throat with a small cough (that hopefully seemed casual), smiling still.* oh,

SUMMONER: well, 1 can do that,

SUMMONER: *Winks.* 1 can't say no to any mus1c lovers, *He tries being chipper, optimistic. Keep faith and fire in himself, so it will be there for other people.*

SUMMONER: *He looks into the air, thoughtful as he lets his fingers move over the strings idly, trying to think of something specific to play.*

[11:21:21 AM]  HANDMAID: -she slowly moves to stand next to him as he's thinking of something to play, her gaze fixed on the statue- play good.

[11:30:24 AM]  SUMMONER: *He lowers his head as he's decided, and gives her a determined nod.* 1'll certa1nly do my best, 1t's what she deserves,

SUMMONER: *And so he plays once more. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=waRbRoDi7C8 *

[11:30:59 AM]  HANDMAID: -she hums along quietly- you play is good.

[11:33:26 AM]  SUMMONER: *He keeps playing and singing, and there's a half chuckle as he does, smiling at her all the while. He likes to think this is what people want when they pass, smiles and songs instead of tears.*

[11:34:26 AM]  HANDMAID: come back. please.

[11:37:08 AM]  SUMMONER: *The song comes to an end, as they do. His fingers keep working the guitar though, playing something soft and gentle. Her words stir something painful in him, and he turns halfway to look at her.* hard to come back when she never left 1n the f1rst place,

SUMMONER: she'll always be w1th us, just l1ke everyone else, *He smiles, putting a hand over his chest.* 1n here,

[11:39:46 AM]  HANDMAID: -she too puts a hand over her chest- here.

[11:41:56 AM]  SUMMONER: *Nods.* and there she'll always stay, long as you l1ve, *He moves his hand to continue playing the guitar.*

[11:42:22 AM]  HANDMAID: -she looks down at her own hand and then back at the statue- ymirra stay. with me.

[11:46:03 AM]  SUMMONER: *Those words were private and not  meant for him, so he keeps playing in silence, watching the statue with her.*

[11:48:00 AM]  HANDMAID: -she's just going to stand here in silence also, listening to the guitar and watching the statue-

[12:22:03 PM]  UNCLE BRO: -He felt...awkward to say the least, but Dave knew respects needed to be paid. Especially to someone he'd spent so much good time with, someone who'd shaken his life up yet again for the better. Still there was no shaking this lump in his throat, this pit in his stomach, and this ache in his heart. His movements were quiet, intentionally trying to block out the rest of the world. There was no desire to see anyone like this, to be seen like this. Gently, he placed a bottle of wine at the foot of her statue. A symbol. Something that took him back to the taste of her lips, and longs nights with deep conversation, or none at all.-

UNCLE BRO: (Im sorry mirra)

[3:26:33 PM]  JAKE: -sneakily trots into the cafeteria, his eye on the prize of some breakfast food. Things have been rather HAPPENING lately so excuse him if he appears distracted.-

[3:32:02 PM]  DIRK: -what a crazy random happenstance, dirk has arrived as well. he paid some respects to the dolorosa statue, but now hes just checking out his tree to make sure it's still looking good. he notices jake, though, and just kind of watches him from behind tree branches. SHOULD HE SAY HELLO?? things sure have been happening these days.-

[3:33:03 PM]  KANAYA: -watches them both. things have been.... happening..... eh........-

[3:35:17 PM]  DIRK: -kanaya no-

[3:35:22 PM]  JAKE: Top of the morning kanaya! It is morning isnt it? -he has no idea what time it is actually- Might you need any help in the kitchen spaces today?

[3:37:04 PM]  KANAYA: Close Enough

KANAYA: Im Ok Though Im Finally Starting To Get Caught Up Again

KANAYA: I Think I Am Just Going To Stick To The Breakfast Food Today

[3:38:00 PM]  KANAYA: You Were Very Helpful Though I Dont Think I Have Stressed Enough How Glad I Am That You Took Care Of Things While I Was Gone

[3:39:17 PM]  DIRK: -he totally isn't eavesdropping-

[3:41:09 PM]  JAKE: One can never go wrong with... Wait wait wait. -waves his hands around- You cant POSSIBLY be thanking me right now!

JAKE: I was only following your legacy kanaya! It serviced as inspiration enough and might i just say?? I just know you would have done the same for me.

JAKE: -is unaware of spying striders and their eavesdropping-

[3:42:19 PM]  KANAYA: Oh

KANAYA: That Is

KANAYA: A Really Nice Thing To Say

[3:42:39 PM]  KANAYA: I Am Afraid I Am Only Feeling More Grateful Now Though

[3:42:55 PM]  KANAYA: You Are A Very Good Person Jake

[3:44:46 PM]  JAKE: Pshhhawww!!! Youll leave me to blush! -he's grinning though, basking in all of her good praise- Im personally glad youre whole and back kanaya. Service lass and lads for life!

[3:45:41 PM]  DIRK: -dammit, jake. why do you have to be so sweet?-

[3:48:10 PM]  JAKE: -he's just bein himself here. Oh and helping himself to a few breakfast burritos. Six whole breakfast burritos? That's a lot of burritos for one Jake. SUSPICIOUS.-

[3:49:49 PM]  KANAYA: -She won't judge. She's seen Eridan with more food on his tray.- I Support This Sentiment Completely

[3:50:03 PM]  KANAYA: Are You Enjoying

KANAYA: The Cold

[3:51:59 PM]  DIRK: -steadily starts to inch over-

[3:52:57 PM]  JAKE: Am i??? Im as happy as a grizzly in a hiveful of honey! -he says this with such cheerful earnestness- The fresh air is doing WONDERS to help me get in the holiday spirit! And that tree???

JAKE: Why dirk was just telling me- -cuts off, spotting the man over yonder and staring- Dirk???

[3:55:01 PM | Edited 3:56:21 PM]  KANKRI: -Oh look at that, he knows at least one person at this table. Its been a while since he has seen Jake so of course he is going to walk over and say hello.- 

KANKRI: L9ng time n9 see, Jake. Which is 9f c9urse justified, 6ut I was just trying t9 make whitty c9nversati9n as I intr9duced my presence t9 the area s9 that I may c9me and inquire h9w y9u have 6een since we last saw each 9ther. -Was Dirk about to come over too? If he does Kankri will be sure to say hello.-

[3:55:39 PM]  DIRK: -waving a little at jake and then SUDDENLY KANKRI-

[3:55:43 PM | Edited 3:57:28 PM]  DIRK: -ironside plays-

[3:58:02 PM]  JAKE: -intercepted by Kankri, he just continues to stare with this plateful of burrites in his hands- Ahhh... oh shoot. -rapidly tries to pull himself together. Kanaya. Dirk. Help.-

JAKE: Well if it isnt the great kan of kris himself! How is it going buddy?

[4:01:03 PM]  DIRK: -no more inching, he's at jake's side in an instant staring at kankri like bitch what did I tell you.-

[4:01:03 PM]  KANKRI: Its "Kankri" actually. I feel as th9ugh we may have 6een 9ver this, 6ut anyways. I am d9ing alright myself. As I have 6een inf9rming every9ne wh9 asks. -He spares a glance at Dirk, and then gives him a small, non-committal wave.-  

[4:01:21 PM]  DIRK: -BITCH, WHAT DID I TELL YOU??-

[4:01:39 PM]  KANKRI: -Your glare has NO EFFECT SIR.- 

KANKRI: -HE WILL DO AS HE PLEASES-

[4:02:12 PM]  KANKRI: -It does make him slightly uncomfortable though and he would be pleased if Dirk stopped staring at him.-

[4:04:15 PM]  JAKE: -dirk is staring at Kankri??? He's too busy shifting around with a small flush to his face.- Well thats mighty responsible of you sir! At least youre not giving others a reason to worry?

JAKE: (Hello.) -to Dirk-

[4:05:09 PM]  DIRK: (Hey.)

[4:05:36 PM]  KANKRI: I w9uldn't ever dream 9f letting s9me9ne else fret 9ver me. That w9uld 6e irresp9nsi6le 9n my part, seeing as I am supp9sed t9 stand as a r9le 9f supp9rt t9 9thers wh9 are in need.

[4:06:04 PM]  KANKRI: Als9 hell9 t9 y9u as well, Dirk. I am pleased t9 see that y9u are alright. 

[4:06:28 PM]  JAKE: ... -just kinda. Pushes the plate of burrites at Dirk.-

JAKE: Oh boy! Isnt that rather... misdirecting?

[4:06:32 PM]  KARKAT: *Drinking from his mug from a distance. Watching Kankri lie through his teeth and looks at Breakfast like pft*

[4:06:49 PM]  KANKRI: -Karkat knows NOTHING-

[4:07:02 PM]  KARKAT: *Then there's THIS bitch*

[4:07:18 PM]  DIRK: -grumbles at kankri and takes the plate. oh, some of these for him?-

[4:07:35 PM]  DAVE: -walks on in with Karl who runs up and butt bumps breakfast-

[4:07:55 PM | Edited 4:08:01 PM]  JAKE: -They're for you and Sollux! Shhh.-

[4:08:30 PM]  KARKAT: *Eggs suddenly soft barks and makes Karkat choke on his drink* .... OH. IT'S YOU.

[4:08:48 PM]  KANKRI: Misdirecting? I am n9t sure I understand what y9u mean 6y that. -Oh look its his OTHER favorite strider. Kankri waves his hand at Dave, a wordless form of saying hello.-

[4:09:32 PM]  DAVE: oh its me -nods at kankri. Karl hops around breakfast-

[4:10:28 PM]  JAKE: If youre so focused on dedicating yourself to helping others... where does that leave all that should be concerned with you mister kankri?

JAKE: The action in itself sounds a shade color concerning too!

JAKE: Although im no therapist or psychologist of any kind you understand.

[4:11:07 PM]  JAKE: Nothing but a good friend with a mind for his buddy!

[4:12:00 PM]  DIRK: Jake, you are just too kind. -no really. bitterly bites into burrito.-

[4:12:38 PM]  KARKAT: WHAT ARE YOU GUYS DOING IN HERE? *Looks as Breakfast watches Karl then starts to jump at her, obviously time to play*

[4:12:48 PM]  KANKRI: 9h I a6s9lutely d9 understand that, and thank y9u f9r the c9ncern, 6ut trust me when I say that I am fine and well. There is n9 need t9 h9ld c9ncern f9r me when there are 9thers that it c9uld 6e directed t9wards, th9se wh9 need it m9re. -Side eyes Dave after saying that. Was it an intentional hint? WHO KNOWS-

[4:14:15 PM]  JAKE: Oh ah well... how considerate! Cant fault you for that mentality! -catches the glance-

JAKE: Would you pardon me? Pardon us rather? -linking arms with the burrito-eating Dirk-

[4:14:55 PM]  DAVE: i was thinkin about eatin or something like that -karl bark bark barks and starts running-

[4:15:08 PM]  DIRK: -mrff? yes, this is good. he starts to walk off with jake and burrito, though he has no idea where they are going.-

[4:15:23 PM]  KANKRI: Uh, well, I supp9se. -He narrowly avoids frowning at being ditched.-

[4:15:53 PM]  KARKAT: WELL THEN GO EAT. *pushes him to go get food while the dogs bark and run around*

[4:17:52 PM]  JAKE: -FAST TROTTING WITH DIRK TOWARDS A TABLE NOW-

JAKE: ...

JAKE: You wont choke on that will you? -eyes him as they reach an empty table-

[4:18:41 PM]  DAVE: why are you pushing me

[4:19:01 PM]  KANKRI: -He most likely absconds since he isn't ready to deal with both Dave AND Karkat at once-

[4:20:21 PM]  KARKAT: *WHAT A SAD FUCKING EXCUSE FOR A TROLL* BECAUSE YOU NEED TO EAT.

[4:20:31 PM]  DIRK: -plops down with him, swallowing- I'm good.

[4:21:14 PM]  DAVE: i already came here to eat tho

DAVE: you dont need to push me

[4:21:34 PM]  JAKE: -breathes a sigh of relief as he sinks into the chair-

JAKE: You dont think i was too overeager about that retreat do you?

[4:22:25 PM]  KARKAT: YOU WERE MOVING TOO SLOW FOR ME. IF YOU'RE GOING TO EAT THEN GO EAT DON'T STAND AROUND WITH YOUR HUMAN DICK IN YOUR HANDS. *pushes him to get food, just nudging him into the trays* GET ONE.

[4:23:02 PM]  DAVE: then you get food too

DAVE: cant just be me eating here

DAVE: i like takin my goddamn time

[4:23:06 PM]  DIRK: No, I don't think you can be "too overeager" with him. -don't be mean, dirk. geez. more passive aggressive eating.-

[4:24:36 PM]  KARKAT: YOU TAKING YOUR TIME IS STRESSING ME OUT. MOVE YOUR ASS.

[4:25:04 PM]  DAVE: fuck fine

DAVE: -starts picking out food for his tray-

[4:25:46 PM]  KARKAT: *nods in approval and gets Dave some fruit oh and some bread too. Get your grains bro*

[4:26:03 PM]  JAKE: Well... if youre sure. -reaches for a burrito himself and chews-

JAKE: -and chews-

JAKE: Did you um. Sleep well bro?

[4:28:37 PM]  DIRK: -now he's smiling a little.- I slept great.

DIRK: And you?

[4:28:49 PM]  DAVE: no put food on your tray

[4:29:24 PM]  KARKAT: NO THIS IS FOR YOU. I'M HELPING YOU MAKE YOUR TRAY. HERE, GET SOME YOGURT TOO.

[4:29:47 PM]  DAVE: no put food on your tray

[4:30:15 PM | Edited 4:30:24 PM]  KARKAT: DAVE, I'M NOT A CHILD DON'T REPEAT YOUR WORDS TO ME. HERE. *puts all the things on his tray*

[4:31:26 PM]  JAKE: Snug like a bug in a rug!

JAKE: Except for the falling out bit. Im not sure you heard that? -he's talking about the bed falling incident-

[4:31:36 PM]  DAVE: -smacks his hand-

[4:31:40 PM | Edited 4:31:42 PM]  JAKE: At least i hope you didnt.

[4:32:03 PM]  KARKAT: O:<B !!

KARKAT: WHAT THE FUCK?

[4:32:42 PM]  DAVE: get food for you

[4:32:44 PM]  DIRK: -blinks and then snickers a little- I didn't, actually. I must have been really out of it.

[4:32:47 PM]  DAVE: im good

[4:33:25 PM]  KARKAT: NO, YOU'RE NOT "GOOD". I'M GOING TO FIX MY TRAY AFTER I HELP YOU WITH YOURS. YOU WERE PASSING BY ALL THE GOOD SHIT.

[4:33:38 PM]  JAKE: You may as well sleep like a brick!

[4:33:59 PM]  DIRK: I was very comfortable.

[4:36:15 PM]  JAKE: Wouldnt you know it? So was i! -eats burrito with more vigor and manages to finish it-

[4:36:56 PM]  JAKE: These two are for sollux by the way. -nudges the burittes aside-

[4:38:38 PM]  DIRK: -nods as he works on his second- Alright, I'll bring them to him. I mean, unless you wanted to.

[4:38:51 PM]  DIRK: -lowkey leaning at jake-

[4:40:53 PM]  JAKE: Bahaha. At this rate ill never see the inside of my room ever again!

JAKE: Will citrin be coming back soon? -munch munch, not minding the leaning at all-

[4:41:39 PM]  DAVE: am i two years old suddenly

[4:42:08 PM]  KARKAT: YOU'VE BEEN A CHILD FOR AS LONG AS I'VE KNOWN YOU NOW SHUT THE HELL UP AND TAKE THIS FRUIT CUP YOU FRUIT CUP.

[4:44:18 PM]  DIRK: Yeah, he might be back by now, in fact. He was with my uh... -mumbles- dad. -grumbles- But he has some shit to take care of today, so he's probably dropped C off at the room.

[4:46:03 PM]  DAVE: fine -accepts the fruit cup because he is a fruit cup-

[4:47:38 PM]  KARKAT: *Nods and goes to get his own tray* GOOD.

[4:48:49 PM]  JAKE: Oh! Ive been meaning to say hello to mister strider!

JAKE: It feels like its been some time huh?

[4:49:44 PM]  DIRK: -noncommital noises about bro while chewing on burrito. clearly he isn't on TERRIBLE terms with him right now, but he's being a little tsundere about it.-

[4:49:46 PM]  DAVE: ok now you

[4:52:49 PM]  JAKE: -clearly has no idea about Dirk's daddy issues and isn't about to point them out or anything.-

JAKE: Did i ever get to tell you dirk? That was SOME party last night!

JAKE: I think ive even recovered from the mass atomic wedgie i was subjected to!

[4:53:08 PM]  KARKAT: NOW ME WHAT? YOU HAVE YOUR FOOD LEAVE.

[4:55:04 PM]  DAVE: you gotta eat too asshole

[4:56:36 PM]  DIRK: -smirks up at him- Yeah? Glad to hear it. That looked pretty rough.

[4:59:21 PM]  KARKAT: I'M EATING. LOOK I'M PUTTING STUFF ON MY TRAY.

[4:59:48 PM]  JAKE: Id really prefer if we didnt ever talk about it again but... at the same measure im sure i deserved it.

[5:00:08 PM]  JAKE: Oh well! -finishes off his second burrite-

[5:01:24 PM]  DIRK: Maybe. But if it's any consolation, Eridan totally deserved a wedgie too. -dares to kiss jake on the cheek. IN PUBLIC. IN FRONT OF ALL THESE PEOPLE.-

[5:01:47 PM]  DIRK: -all these people... dave and karkat and kanaya-

[5:02:37 PM]  DAVE: take a fruit cup you fruit cup

[5:02:51 PM]  JAKE: -The scandal!!! But Jake isn't really thinking about more than the scruffle tickles.- Hey youre in no position to say that!

JAKE: Sure it was my idea but... i thought roxy might enjoy the opportunity?

[5:03:04 PM]  KARKAT: YOU'RE THE FRUIT CUP, FRUIT CUP. *takes it anyway*

[5:03:23 PM]  JAKE: Shes had it rough ive heard!

[5:03:45 PM]  DIRK: I am absolutely in that position.

DIRK: But come to think of it, she probably wedgies him on the regular. Maybe he didn't deserve it.

[5:03:56 PM]  DAVE: ok are we ready now

[5:05:30 PM]  KARKAT: YES DAVE. I SUPPOSED WE ARE CERTAINLY READY NOW. *goes to sit down and OF COURSE there's food about so Breakfast is all in Karkat's shit* OH MY *GOD*..

[5:05:40 PM]  JAKE: Doh now i feel bad. :(

JAKE: -leans over for... a kiss? A nuzzle?? Nope, it's just to steal a bite out of Dirk's burrito. CHOMP.-

[5:06:35 PM]  DIRK: Don't-- -WHAT?? MY BURRITO.-

DIRK: Well, now you should feel bad. -shoves his face away-

[5:06:47 PM]  KARL: -right by breakfast ready to EAT EVERYTHING-

DAVE: no this aint for you dog

[5:08:16 PM]  KARKAT: GOOD, FOR A SECOND I THOUGHT YOU WOULD'VE BEEN SPOILING KARL. *sits down and puts his hand on Egg's muzzle to keep all three of them away* SIT. SIT DOWN. *Three huffs and someone whined in there but they sat obediently*

[5:08:55 PM]  KARL: -even sits at karkat's command-

DAVE: -also sits- dogs am i right

[5:12:12 PM]  KARKAT: YOU SAT TOO. *Even though they were sitting, ignore that part*

BREAKFAST: *rests all three heads on the bench next to Karkat and sad eyes*

KARKAT: ...... *eats*

[5:12:21 PM | Edited 5:12:27 PM]  JAKE: I cant help it! -COMPLAINS with his mouth full- I must eat my problems away. Surely you would be merciful?

[5:13:10 PM]  DAVE: -sits repeatedly apparently????- yo breakfast quit the eyes

KARL: -whines-

DAVE: you fuckin too

[5:13:13 PM]  DIRK: I might find it in my heart to forgive you. -takes another bite and then offers some more to jake.-

[5:14:21 PM]  KARKAT: *Dave just can't stop sitting*

KARKAT: THEY THINK IT'S GOING TO WORK. *BUt ITS NOT*

[5:15:53 PM]  DAVE: shes so bad with that

DAVE: i mean i tell her to stop and shes gonna stop but she still whines or looks at me like that

DAVE: so sad

[5:17:24 PM]  KARKAT: BREAKFAST DOES IT TOO. USUALLY TOAST WOULD GIVE UP AFTER A WHILE BUT BACON IS A LITTLE FUCKING INSTIGATOR THAT EGGS THEM BOTH ON.

KARKAT: ...NOT EGGS, BUT, YOU KNOW. ENCOURAGES.

[5:18:30 PM]  DAVE: those names get confusing

DAVE; i wonder how they decide where to like go at the same time

[5:21:48 PM]  KARKAT: THEY'RE NOT CONFUSING. AND THEY ALSO FIGHT HALF OF THE TIME.

[5:24:11 PM]  JAKE: -takes another CHOMP outta the burrito. He's so pleased with this special treatment.- Heh heh!

[5:31:56 PM]  DIRK: Heh. -finishes his burrito off cuz he needs to get some of that mass back, jake. you must understand.-

[5:36:16 PM]  DAVE: but which one decides where the feet go

[5:41:17 PM]  JAKE: Be sure to pack that away yeah? Whatevers left of it of course. -daaaw look at him. He's being fond at Dirk.-

[5:46:43 PM]  DIRK: Yeah, of course. -thank goodness for shades because then everyone would see his heart eyes.-

[5:48:31 PM]  KARKAT: I DON'T KNOW... THEY ALL DO I GUESS?

[5:48:42 PM]  KARKAT: OR MAYBE, MAJORITY RULES?

[5:49:00 PM]  DAVE: thats some impressive processing speed

[5:50:39 PM]  KARKAT: TELL ME ABOUT IT.

KARKAT: THOUGH THAT'S A GOOD QUESTION TO ASK TAVROS.

[5:56:41 PM]  JAKE: We ought to do a spot of working out some time!

[5:57:42 PM]  JAKE: Soon rather! Perhaps after eating??? -animated talking- Well it would do well to wait thirty minutes or so afterwards. Shall we go on another exploration walk outdoors?

[5:58:07 PM]  JAKE: It would be great fun!

[5:58:31 PM]  DAVE: im gonna hit him up just to ask

[6:05:16 PM]  KARKAT: GOOD YOU DO THAT WHILE YOU RELAX.

KARKAT: YOU KNOW, SINCE YOU HAVE A LOT OF TIME WHILE TAKING IT EASY.

[6:06:06 PM]  DAVE: you have a lot of time while taking it easy

[6:06:14 PM]  DIRK: I'd be down. So long as you don't tackle me into the snow again.

[7:06:26 PM]  JAKE: ...Is that a challenge or a compromise?

[7:11:04 PM]  DIRK: -just smirks at him before rising to his feet. seems he doesn't really mind either way.-

DIRK: I'm gonna drop off Sollux's food and then I'll meet you outside. Sound good?

[7:47:20 PM]  JAKE: -leaps to his feet as well, eager for another WALK- But of course! I shall be the fellow in the glasses and comely scruff!

[7:56:46 PM]  DIRK: Heh. I'll catch you then. -ABSCONDS-