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[CHATLOG] Arm

In which Arthur arrives a little too late for Adessa’s arm surgery.

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[CHATLOG]

In which Corvic inspects Adessa and Arthur, and Arthur gets a very important lesson in Arborian culture - specifically, Joining.

== ARTHUR'S HOUSE - OUTSIDE == Adessa Cypersong is sitting outside in the grass with a hammer that is WAY TOO BIG FOR HER and some bad sketches. She's looking over the sketches with her tounge sticking out. Corvic Mordacci goes up to the door of the house at first, because that's where he expects Adessa to be. He knocks on the door. He'd been too distracted to even notice Adessa sitting over there in the grass. Adessa Cypersong's ears turn to the door and her head jerks up. She's immediately horrified but it subsides, and her arms start waving above her head, hammer and all. "DOCTOR CORVIC!" Corvic Mordacci turns his head, then the rest of himself away from the door. He comes plodding over the grass. "Aha. Adessa. There you-... what is the hammer for?" Adessa Cypersong points it in the direction of the firing range. "I am to be surprising Artur. I am to be making this thing better!" The hammer kind of wobbles in her arm, it's much too heavy.. Corvic Mordacci blinks. He looks up to the firing range, then back down to Adessa. It takes him a moment to comprehend. "So you are strengthening the structure of this shooting... setup, is that it?" Adessa Cypersong nods and points down at her sketches. They're basically just boxes with a whole lot of arborian scribbled on them and probably make no sense. "Yes! You are to be visting to be fixing Artur's arm?" Corvic Mordacci's expression seems to lengthen even further. "What... happened to Arthur's arm?" Adessa Cypersong wiggles her own arm for emphasis. "He is to be saying his gun, it is breaking. I am to be fixing this thing days ago, but I am to be thinking maybe you should be seeing. In cases." Adessa Cypersong's own arms are covered in bruises Corvic Mordacci spots the bruises and frowns with concern. He steps up and settles down into the grass across from her, reaching out a gloved hand to take her wrist with the greatest of care if she'll allow it. He intends to pull her arm up a bit to get a better look at her bruises. "Do you mean his firearm is broken? or his arm-arm? Or both?" ((how fresh do these bruises look? )) Adessa Cypersong lets Corvic do his thing. "Oh. No, I am to be meaning his gun. Pew pew. It is to be breaking while he is shooting the thing." Corvic Mordacci nods. "Aha. Now I recall. I should look at his hand, on that note. How are you feeling?" He continues to inspect the bruises carefully, perhaps knowing better than most what specific brutalities they imply. Arthur Kinlay blinks, then squints at the Mordesh's crouched form by his shooting range. "...Corvic?" Adessa Cypersong scrunches her nose but grins up at him. "I am to be okay." Corvic Mordacci turns, still cradling Adessa's wrist in his fingertips. "Aah, Arthur." Arthur Kinlay smiles when the Mordesh turns out to be, indeed, Corvic. "Hey there, doing well?" Adessa Cypersong grins up at Artur. "Corvic, he is to be looking at your hand also! In cases!" Corvic Mordacci nods "Circumstances could be worse. How is your hand?" Arthur Kinlay: Oh, hum, sure. *He steps closer, holding his previously wounded hand to the medic.* It's pretty good actually... Adessa treated it. Adessa Cypersong looks so, so pleased to have visitors who are /actually friends/ for once. "I am to be healing it. The mud and the snake venom, it is to be working!" Corvic Mordacci makes a low hum in his throat and stands after gently lowering Adessa's wrist back down. He holds out the flat of his hand. "May I see it without the glove?" He.. is not overly optimisitc at the effectiveness of mud and snake venom. Arthur Kinlay blinks down at his hand. "Oh! Hah yeah right, sorry." He promptly takes his glove off, turning his bare hand this way and that for Corvic to see. Corvic Mordacci raises his fingertips to gently grasp the back of Arthur's hand, raising it palm up so he can get a better look at it. Corvic Mordacci leans over, inspecting the hand closely with a thoughtful frown. Finally he straightens. "It appears to be healing well. Though I would recommend burn medication to prevent scarring." He pats around in his pockets, not sure if he happens to have any. Corvic Mordacci frowns, pulling out a few tubes of various poultices but none of them are what he wanted. Adessa Cypersong tosses her hammer over her shoulder into some deeper grass and folds up her papers to stuff in her pocket while Arthur is distracted. Arthur Kinlay flexes his hand a bit, nodding. "Got it, I'll make sure to get some." He stretches his fingers. "Doesn't seem like I've lost any dexterity in it though, wich was my main concern, really." Adessa Cypersong opens and closes her hand a few times. "Ooh, Corvic, the people, they are to be hitting my head also. And my tail. But I am to be feeling okay now." Corvic Mordacci hummms again in his throat and returns the tube he'd been holding to his pocket. "Scarring, particularly from burns, can cause the skin to stretch and restrict... so, that is fortunate news." He looks back down at Adessa. "Adessa, would you allow me to do a diagnostic scan?" He remembers how skittish she was when first woken up. Adessa Cypersong tilts her head up at him. "Nnnyes? Is it to be hurting?" Corvic Mordacci: No, no hurting. I promise. Arthur Kinlay smiles at her. "It's a good idea, just in case. You don't feel a thing." Adessa Cypersong flicks her eyes at Arthur and then politely back at Corvic. "Mmm. Okay." Corvic Mordacci nods and unclips one resonator. He flicks on the scan function and holds his own hand in the beam of light first, turning it over. "Only light. See?" Adessa Cypersong sticks her hand into it too and wiggles her fingers. "This is to be neat!" Arthur Kinlay takes a step back, keeping out of the scan's range, not wanting to interfere with the process. Corvic Mordacci: mmm yes, neat. Corvic Mordacci unclips the other resonator and starts a thorough scan, sweeping the grid of lines starting from her feet and upward. He is especially checking for fractures. "I heard you rallied the slaves to revolt. And such was the reason for their wrongful revenge." Arthur Kinlay sidesteps, canting his head to try and peek at Corvic's scans. Not that he'd know what he was looking at. Adessa Cypersong smirks proudly. "Yes. The others and me, we are not wanting to be put in cages with no foods. I am to be thinking, there is many of us and not many of them. But I am learning, many of the slaves, they are not wanting to escape." Arthur Kinlay rubs his nose, frowning. "That's the sad truth..." Adessa Cypersong flicks her ears back in irritation. "The slavers, they are to be punishing us for this thing. I am not to be allowed with the rest, then. And they are to be drugging me very much." Corvic Mordacci: The desire for survival can persuade a person into corruption and complacence alike. It was an admirable attempt on your part, Adessa." Adessa Cypersong: Yes! I am to be knowing this thing! Corvic Mordacci's scans hone in on the badly mended arm. His frown deepens and he concentrates on that area. Arthur Kinlay furrows his brow when Corvic frowns, but decides to remain quiet untill he gives his diagnostic. Corvic Mordacci: This bone was mended improperly... Corvic Mordacci's face darkens. The usually impassive expression actually makes a turn toward the angry side. Corvic Mordacci puts one resonator down to carefully lift Adessa's arm again in his hand, using the other resonator to look through the skin and flesh. His resonator creates a 3-D holographic reconstruction of the radius and ulna beneath and saves them to its memory banks. "Unfortuantly the treatment for such a thing is... unpleasant." Arthur Kinlay bites his lower lip. "..how bad?" Corvic Mordacci: There are nanites that can aggressively correct such grievances, but they can be costly. Alternately, anaesthetic is applied and the bones must be re-broken and then mended again properly." Arthur Kinlay wrinkles his nose at the thought. Adessa Cypersong winces. "I am not to be liking this, Doctor Corvic." Adessa Cypersong's ears droop. "You are to be making me taking the calcium pills too? Wylion, she is to be saying they is to be gross." Corvic Mordacci: They would be... beneficial, yes. Arthur Kinlay sigh through his nose, walking up to Adessa. He gently ruffles her short hair. "You should go through it, though... it could get worse if you don't heal properly." Adessa Cypersong sticks her tounge out at Arthur. Arthur Kinlay gives her ear a light flick. "Hey, I'm serious." Adessa Cypersong pins her ears back but nods anyway. "Mmmnnnnfine." Corvic Mordacci nods to Arthur's statement. "Arthur is right. Many potential problems come with leaving this untreated." Adessa Cypersong: I can still be shootings, yes? Corvic Mordacci: I can perform the operation in my clinic. You should rest your arm for several days afterward. Shooting is.. not recommended. Arthur Kinlay gently scratches the back of her head. "I'll be with you, alright?" Corvic Mordacci nods to Arthur. "You may be present as well, yes." Arthur Kinlay nods back to Corvic. "Thank you." Adessa Cypersong bites the inside of her cheek. "I am needing to be telling Nika." Adessa Cypersong: ... And Wylion, she will be trying to give me that bag again. Corvic Mordacci: I will prepare for the procedure. Again. Shooting is -not- recommended. Adessa Cypersong tuts. "Okay, okay. I am to be good, I am promisings." Corvic Mordacci nods and turns away. "And I will get you that burn treatment while we're there. Arthur." Adessa Cypersong: Maybe, I am to be talking to my coworkers to be getting you money, yes? Arthur Kinlay smirks a bit at Adessa. "We can go see Nika tommorow before we head to the clinic." He looks up. "Ah, thanks Corvic." Corvic Mordacci raises a hand as he walks away and lowers it in something that might count as a wave. Adessa Cypersong pouts up at Arthur. "I am not wanting to be taking pills." Arthur Kinlay tuts, shaking his head. "It'll be temporary, Dessa, and it'll help you heal." Adessa Cypersong makes a little whining noise. "Yes. But. Temporary is still not good." Adessa Cypersong: EVERYTHING is temporary! Arthur Kinlay lowers himself to he eye level with her, tilting his head to the side. "Please? For me? Think about it that way: the sooner you heal, the sooner you can shoot again." Adessa Cypersong smirks at him and puts her palm on his face. Stap being endearing. "Fiine." Adessa Cypersong: Hey! I am to be fixing up this thing! *she points over her shoulder at the firing range* Arthur Kinlay snickers and kisses the palm of her hand. "Thank you." Arthur Kinlay: Hm? *He cants his head, looking over her shoulder at the range behind her. then he blinks, noticing the target dummys for the first time.* Woah, you put these there? Adessa Cypersong grins. "Yeah! I am thinking, maybe everyone can be practicing the shoot." Adessa Cypersong: Carlos, he is saying that he is knowing where you are living. He also is doing the shootings. And Wylion, and Nika! Arthur Kinlay stands up straight. "Yeah he does, the Jabbits came by a few times... while you were gone. And that's a good idea!" Adessa Cypersong grins. "And! You are to be having a tent, for celebrating when we are to be hurting Redstar! This is good!" Arthur Kinlay chuckles. "Yeah sure, we can throw a party alright." Adessa Cypersong: Yes! Good! Arthur Kinlay smile sbrightly at her. "You been at this all day?" Adessa Cypersong nods. "Well. They is heavy, these things." Arthur Kinlay leans down and kisses her forehead. "Thanks, it's a great idea." Adessa Cypersong grabs his hand and plays with his fingers. "You are always to be doing nice things for me. I am not to be knowing what to do for you, but I am to be liking this idea." Arthur Kinlay smiles again. "Really, it is." He looks up at the sky, then upnods at the house. "Getting rather late though, wanna head back inside?" Adessa Cypersong nods. "I can be working on this tomorrow, after we do the thing with Doctor Corvic." Arthur Kinlay messes with her hair a little before making his way toward the house. "It'll be light work for you missus after that. No heavy lifting. I'll help you, hm?" Adessa Cypersong: Okay!

== ARTHUR'S HOUSE, INSIDE == Arthur Kinlay closes the door behind them and heads to the living portion of the house, taking a seat on the couch. Adessa Cypersong flumps onto the couch with a dramatic sigh, squeezing the hand attached to her bruised arm. "You know, this is to be seeming okay." Arthur Kinlay gently lifts her arm, then uses his free hand to trace the lenght of it. "For now, but if it healed wrong, there's great chances it'll get worse in time." Adessa Cypersong thinks it over. "I am not to be shooting so. I cannot be helping until it is fixings." Arthur Kinlay let go of her arm and slides his own around her waist, pulling her closer against him. "That's fine. The important thing is that you get better." Adessa Cypersong scoots over and rests her head on him. "And then I am to be cleaning the boat, also, when everything is okay." Arthur Kinlay: Mmhm. We,ve got plenty of things to do heh. We won'T be bored anytime soon. Adessa Cypersong: What you are to be doing, then? Arthur Kinlay: About the Redstars? Adessa Cypersong tuts at him. "That, also. What you are to be doing -after- this thing? Work?" Arthur Kinlay takes a deep breath, leaning back. "I'm not completly sure yet? I haven't really been thinking about ot, truth be told. I'd rather focus on our current problem." Adessa Cypersong grins up at him. "Oh. We are to be fixing the problem, it is -known-." Adessa Cypersong tilts her head up at him. "I am to be coming along, yes?" Arthur Kinlay chuckles softly. "Yes, it is known. And... yes. You can help us." He gently pokes her. "/Once/ you're fully healed." Adessa Cypersong pokes him in the nose. "I am to be GUESSING I can be doing this thing." Arthur Kinlay wrinkles his nose. "Hm I'm sure you will." Adessa Cypersong yawns and links her arm with his. "You are knowing, at home..." she pauses like this is confusing. "... In Duskhallow? We are to be thinking that death, it is okay. It is to be more common than Joinings, and so it is also to be celebrate, yes?" Arthur Kinlay looks at her with a look of curiosity and interest. "...a difficult place to live in, hm?" Adessa Cypersong smiles up at him. "No!" she flicks an ear. "It is to be -okay-, I am saying. I am to be growing up this way. Kits, we are to be always chasing, chasing death because it is to be just another -thing-." She rubs her face on his arm. Arthur Kinlay smiles back, idly scratching the back of her head again as she rests against him. "Mhm." Adessa Cypersong: But. It is to be a thing that kits is doing, only. Adults is not to be doing this thing. Adessa Cypersong leans into the scratches. "When I am to be with the Redstar, I am always to be thinking that I am going to die. But now, I am not wanting this thing, because of you and Wylion." She furrows her brow in confusion and looks up at him. "This is to be making sense, yes?" Arthur Kinlay watches her silently for a moment after she asks her question, peering into her eyes. His mouth eventually curl into a smile and he leans in, resting his cheek against her hair as he holds her close. "Yes, it does." Adessa Cypersong grins and wraps her arms around him. "Good. Because I am not to be saying this thing very well. If -you- are to be an aurin, you are to be living in Duskhallow too, I am thinking. You are to be the best of ghost hunters!" Arthur Kinlay chuckles lightly. "That sounds like quite a compliment, thank you." Adessa Cypersong snickers. "It is. I am never to be catching one, but always to be trying." She gives him a light kiss on his neck and settles into a more comfortable position. "Frogs, they is to be easy. Ghosts, this is to be harder." Arthur Kinlay closes his eyes and sigh happily at the kiss. "Hmm.. I can only imagine." He remains silent for a moment longer, enjoying the simple fact of her presence, before a thought crosses his mind. "Can I.. ask you something? About Aurins..?" Adessa Cypersong nods, swiveling an ear towards him. "Uh huh!" Arthur Kinlay takes another brief moment before continuing. "Joining, the thing Wylion did to us without asking that one time... what-... well.. how does it work?" Adessa Cypersong pauses for a minute to think about it. "Mmm. Well. There is. Mmm. You are knowing about the Weave, yes? Maybe I am to be starting with the Weave?" she puts her hands up and weaves her fingers together. "The Weave, every soul is to be coming from this thing. And going back. Like. Like thread, yes?" Arthur Kinlay nods slowly, listening. Adessa Cypersong: And Joining, it is sort of to be like human marriage. Only, we are to be believing that also it is to be combining soul thread. So it is... mmm. Beyond this, and into the Weave, also. Adessa Cypersong pulls her tail up into her lap to play with while she talks. "In Duskhallow, we are to be believing in the reincarnations. And so Joining, it is making it to be easy to be finding each other after this, also." Arthur Kinlay smiles at her. "That a very nice belief." Adessa Cypersong grins and nods. "This is why, in Duskhallow, death is to be okay. Everyone, we are to be coming back, anyways. Joining, it is to be very important." Adessa Cypersong: On Arboria, more than half of the trees, they are to be Joining Trees. This is why it is to be so green, always. Arthur Kinlay nods slowly again as he listens, falling silent. Adessa Cypersong catches herself. "Oh. Joining trees, they are like. Mmm." She thinks for a second. "Humans, you are to be exchange jewelry, yes?" Arthur Kinlay blinks, as if he suddenly woke from daydreaming. "Hm? Oh, it's part of it, yes. Usually rings. They're.. a symbol of the union." Adessa Cypersong: This, I am not to be understanding. -We- are to be planting a tree. Arthur Kinlay smiles at her. "Aren't many places to plant trees on spaceships. Well, except the arkship." Adessa Cypersong makes a circle in the air with one finger. "A piece of metal, it is not to be doing anything. A tree, it is to be growing and benefitting everything. And when aurin, we are to be passing on to the Weave, the trees, they are to be still growing." Adessa Cypersong grins up at him. "Sim bee otick." Arthur Kinlay nods, still smiling. "I think I understand. It's a beautiful symbol." Adessa Cypersong nods. "I am to be doing this thing. Joining. Wylion, she is, also. Normally, it is to be the job of the Matria. But Harpies, they is sometime stepping in." Arthur Kinlay: Like she did that one time... Adessa Cypersong snickers. "Yeah. Well. Also, I am not to be having a Matria. Not on Nexus, so." Adessa Cypersong shrugs. "Wylion and me, we is to be Joining each other. If she is to be Joining, I am to be doing the thing." Arthur Kinlay smiles a bit. "That's pretty cute... and very sweet." He falls silent again for a brief moment before speaking. "Remember how upset I was when Wyl... Joined us without warning?" Adessa Cypersong winces and nods. Arthur Kinlay gently rubs her arm when he sees her wincing. "Well... I'm thinking, I wouldn't be upset if it were to happen again... I think I'd be very happy." Adessa Cypersong opens her mouth to almost (but not really, it's Adessa after all) apologize for Wylion's behavior, but she stops. Blinks. She leans away from him just enough to get a good look at his face. Blinks again. "... What?" Arthur Kinlay blinks back, a faint redness creeping up his cheeks. "Ah.. I mean... well.." He smiles a bit nervously. "Only if.. it's something you'd want, too?" Adessa Cypersong just continues to stare at him like he's suddenly grown aurin ears and a tail. She slowly tilts her head downward, eyes still on him, pupils huge. "... Artur." She pauses and continues to just look at him. "You. You are to be saying this or. Or you are to be asking this?" Arthur Kinlay stares right back at her, the flush of his cheek now quite obvious. He takes a deep breath, clearly trying to settle his nerves, then speaks again. "I am saying that.. I would be honored, happy, to be Joined to you... And I'm asking if you feel the same?" Adessa Cypersong goes completely slackjawed. She just blinks at him with her mouth half open until it hits her and she starts to turn red too. "I." She starts to grin. "I. Yeah." she looks up at him with the goofy grin for a second and then squints at him, confused again. "...Artur you are to be -asking- me to be Joined, or you are to be saying this like. Like you are to be wanting to. I don't know. Be eating lunch." Arthur Kinlay expression brightens visibly when she says yes, but then he turns just as confused when she questions him again. "I-.. No, I. ...am I making a fool of myself right now?" He let's out a nervous chuckle, then clears his throat, doing his best to look serious given the circumstances. "I want this, Adessa." Adessa Cypersong is the one that looks like an absolute idiot with her mouth hanging open. She lets out a single little awkward 'ha' that removes all of the tension, and stares up at him adoringly. She bites her bottom lip and grins up at him. Arthur Kinlay seems to grow increasingly worried as she stares at him dumbfounded untill her expression shifts. He let out a deep sigh of relief when she smiles up at him, as if an incredible weight had just lifted. "Oh stars... that's a yes, yes?" Adessa Cypersong launches herself at him and wraps her arms around his neck. The laughter won't stop now, and it's completely genuine. "Yes! Artur, of course!" She rubs her cheek against his and grins into his neck, chittering away in excited Arborian. Arthur Kinlay joins her in the laughter as the awkwardness and worry of moments before is suddenly lifted. His arms surround her, holding her thightly.

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[CHATLOG] Healing

In which Adessa heals Arthur’s hand.

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[CHATLOG] Nightmares Pt. 2

In which Arthur talks about his past.

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[CHATLOG] Safety

In which Adessa returns home.

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[Chatlog] Jewelry

In which Arthur gives Adessa the first gift she’s received in almost 10 years.

Adessa Cypersong pulls the door open and calls inside. "Artur! Artur!" Arthur Kinlay puts the book back on the shelf and turns. "Hm?" Adessa Cypersong grins, pulling her mask off and reaching to unzip her coat. "I am SPEAKING with a SPACEDEAD." Arthur Kinlay blinks slowly. "...a spacedea-... OH, a Mordesh?" Adessa Cypersong nods, pulling her gloves off at the fingers. "Yes! Yes! And she is to be speaking BACK, and very much not dead, even though I am to be telling her so!" Adessa Cypersong seems to have returned to her age old tradition of acting as if she owns the place. She manages to get both gloves off before she crosses into the living room and all but collapses on one of the couches, working on her coat now. "She is to be letting me touch her hair, also! It is made of many, many wires, like she is to be a robot." Arthur Kinlay wrinkles his nose. "Yes well, the Mordesh ARE alive... technically.. just... really, really sick." Adessa Cypersong: She is to be saying she is not sick, and also is not to be eating Wylion and I. She is telling me that I am to be telling you! Adessa Cypersong: Also, Wylion is saying that we are to be using her somehow. Arthur Kinlay: I.. can see that yes. Mordesh don't eat people. Well, 'healthy' Mordesh don't. Arthur Kinlay 's brow raise. "Use her?" Adessa Cypersong shrugs, shrugging out of her coat at the same time. "/I/ am not to be knowing what she is saying." Arthur Kinlay: Huh uh... Arthur Kinlay walks over to sit at her side. "So.. I take it that was the first time you spoke to a Mordesh?" Adessa Cypersong tuts at him. "Noo, I am speaking to one before this. Her name, it is Jane." Arthur Kinlay nods. "Just not many then?" Adessa Cypersong: But I am not talking very much to Jane. I am talking very much to Cabal, and she is nice. She is patting my head, and helping Wylion and I to not be getting shot. Arthur Kinlay frowns, worry crossing his features. "Shot? Shot by what? Who?" Adessa Cypersong ditches her coat on the side of the couch and looks up at him with raised eyebrows, as though she's surprised that he should care about something so not important. "By the Casins." She then drops the gloves too and starts working on her thick snowpants, making her way back to her normal overalls. "We are to be avoiding them always. They are to be seeing us, this time. But we are fine!" Arthur Kinlay blinks a few times. "Where did you run into Cassians?" Adessa Cypersong pulls off a boot. "Whitevale." Arthur Kinlay makes a face. "Be careful... The western part of Whitevale is under Dominion control... you should avoid it." Adessa Cypersong: No no, we are not to be going to the west side! Adessa Cypersong pauses as she takes off her other boot and wiggles her toes. "We are to be going to the southwest side." Arthur Kinlay lowers his head, looking at her with a 'really?' sort of look. "...that counts as west, Dessa. They control the west, south-west and north-west. Every kind of west." Adessa Cypersong bats her eyelashes at him. "Well, I am to be knowing this /now/!" she leans down and reaches into the pocket of her jacket and pulls out a small handful of platinum coins, putting them into her overalls pocket. "It is probably to be fine." Adessa Cypersong: What YOU are to be doing today? Arthur Kinlay rolls his shoulders. "Had the day off, did some personal work- " He blinks as she casually transfers platinum from her coat to her overalls. "....where'd you get that?" Adessa Cypersong: Work! Adessa Cypersong: Why else, I am to be going to the most cold place? Arthur Kinlay makes a face. "Right. Anyway... you alright, yeah? Didn't get hurt? What about Wyl?" Adessa Cypersong makes a little mmmmm noise. She reaches up to the top of her hair and pulls out Licks, who seems to be clad in a badly made froggy scarf. She puts him down on the ground and off he hops, croaking miserably. "Mmmmno. We are to be fine." she watches the frog for a minute and then beams up at Arthur. "We are to be getting buried in the snow. This is how we are to be meeting Cabal." Arthur Kinlay blinks in surprised, looking rather baffled to find out that the frog was in her hair all along. "I.. see" Adessa Cypersong: But the cannon, it is not to be hitting us at all. Adessa Cypersong: So, everything is everything! Arthur Kinlay squints. "I.. okay." He shakes his head. Really, he should be used to this by now. "Well, I'm glad you're okay." Adessa Cypersong: I am buying many, many things for the pontoon with this money, I am thinking. Adessa Cypersong pats her pocket. "And then, Wylion and I, we are to be set for a little bit!" Arthur Kinlay smiles. "That sounds good. Eager to get the place in order hm?" Adessa Cypersong nods, pulling her knees up onto the couch too and resting her chin on them, looking at him. "Yes! I am to be having my own room and everything, this time!" Arthur Kinlay: It 'does' seem quite a bit larger than your old house was. Adessa Cypersong: And, I am thinking too that maybe I will not be working with the Jabbits soon too. Arthur Kinlay: ..jabbits? Adessa Cypersong nods. "My coworkers!" Arthur Kinlay: Ahh.. *He nods* That... would be nice, yeah." Adessa Cypersong turns on the couch so she can lay against him, feet hanging off the arm. "We are to be having a few more big jobs. And then I am thinking, I will be doing the bounty huntings again." Arthur Kinlay smiles as she rests against him, sliding his arm around her waist. "Good, I approve." He let his fingers skip lightly along her side. "Just be sure to tell me if you're in trouble, hm? Big jobs usually mean big risks..." Adessa Cypersong: Aw Arthur, they are not to be letting me be in danger. Adessa Cypersong tilts her head up to look at him upside down. "My coworkers, they are to be very nice." Arthur Kinlay gives her side a small poke. "Humor me hm? Just be careful." Adessa Cypersong wiggles her shoulders and gets herself into a more comfortable position, closing her eyes and smiling. "Okay. I am promising, yes?" Arthur Kinlay wraps his arm around her, hugging her against himself. "Good, thank you." He leans in to kiss the back of her ear. "I.. got something for you." Adessa Cypersong 's ear twitches and her eyes open almost immediately. "... Yes?" Arthur Kinlay shifts a bit, reaching into a pocket. "Ah... it's not much but.. well, here." He pulls out what looks like a small bracelet made of a braided leather cord to wich various small silver baubles were attached, among them is a tiny frog. Adessa Cypersong sits up and spins around, pupils huge and on the bracelet. "... Oooooh, Artur, where you are to be finding this one?" She pokes at each bauble individually like she's feeling them out, and grins at the frog. "Look, it is being Licks!" Arthur Kinlay smirks a bit. "Yup... thought the frog was fitting. And err... I made it. Well, I mean... I found most of the pieces, and I bought the frog 'cause I thought it was a good match, but I made the cord and assembled the whole." He reaches out and gently takes her hand, carefully tieing the cord around her wrist. Arthur Kinlay: It's something we used to do, me and the other kids I grew up with. Sort of... a way to identify ourselves, in case something bad happened... but we thought it was fun too. I figured, since you made that mojo for me, I should get you something personal too, yeah? Adessa Cypersong 's tail winds subconsiously around her ankle. She just looks down at her wrist in surprise, turning her hand this way and that to get a good look at it. "... I am not getting gifts," she says slowly. "Ever." Arthur Kinlay blinks at that , looking genuinly surprised. "Wha.. really? Hum.." He smiles, rubbing the back of his neck. "Well... they say there's a first for everything, heh?" Arthur Kinlay: ..do you like it? Adessa Cypersong touches it gingerly like she's afraid she's going to break it. Then she looks up at him and smiles, practically pouncing him and throwing her arms around his neck. She squeezes him. "Yes! I am loving it, thank you!" Arthur Kinlay blinks and falls back against the couch, laughing. "Hah! Well then, good. I'm glad." He grins at her, returning her embrace. Adessa Cypersong pulls back and sits on him, playing with the new bracelet. "How you are to be making this? You are to be having one, also? What charmings you are to be having on yours?" Arthur Kinlay keeps his arms around her, watching her play with her present. "I used to, yes, though I lost it a long time ago... Mine had a small silver bag on it." Adessa Cypersong blinks up at him with a radiant smile. "Well, you and I, we are to be making you a new one, then!" She tilts her head to one side. "Why you are having a bag?" Arthur Kinlay smirks a bit. "I'd be down for that, yeah." He starts drumming his fingers idly against her stomach. "Hm? Oh ah... I often used to be the 'holder' in the group." Adessa Cypersong raises her eyebrows and smirks at him. "ARtur." Arthur Kinlay cants his head. "..what?" Adessa Cypersong leans forward against him and plays with his beard. "You are to be holding the stolen things?" Arthur Kinlay wrinkles his nose in distaste. "Yes, well... I did tell you guys that I used to be a thief..." Adessa Cypersong: This is the most important job, you know. Holding the things! Adessa Cypersong: Having a person to be holding the things is meaning that the people who are taking the things, they are never getting into troubles. Arthur Kinlay: Heh, never is a strong word... but it did reduce the risks, yeah. Adessa Cypersong returns to playing with her little charms and looking thoroughly pleased about it. "This is to be so pretty, Artur. Thank you!" Arthur Kinlay leans in and kisses her cheek. "You are very welcome." Adessa Cypersong grins up at him and kisses his cheek in return. "How we are to be making you one, also?" Arthur Kinlay: Hmm.. well we didn't really have much in terms of money, hm? So we usually made them with things we could find. Hence the leather cord. And we decorated it with random baubles that we found were pretty or cool. The shinier the better. *He chuckled* Adessa Cypersong 's chron starts beeping. The screen shows a big dumb picture of Wylion sticking her tounge out, and some text. Adessa narrows her eyes at it and repockets it. "Shiny things, they are always being the best things," she agrees, shuffling around to make herself comfortable. Arthur Kinlay cants his head to peer at the datachron when it beeps. "...was that Wylion?" Adessa Cypersong boops his nose. "Yes. She is to be wanting you to be making her some earrings." Arthur Kinlay wrinkles his nose at the boop, going cross-eyed a moment before sticking his tongue out. "Meh, too bad." Adessa Cypersong smirks proudly. "This is what I am to be telling her, too." Adessa Cypersong 's ears suddenly perk all the way up, and she reaches into her pocket for some platinum pieces. "Oh! These are to be working, maybe, for your jewelry, yes?" Arthur Kinlay blinks. "Hum.. you should probably keep that for when you need it. That's a bit too valuable." He smiles. "We never used actual coins." Adessa Cypersong tuts, but returns it to her pocket anyway. "I am always to be getting more, you are knowing." Arthur Kinlay gives her a boop on the nose, much as she did him earlier. "Keep it for the boat, hm?" Adessa Cypersong catches his finger in her hands like a fly. Her wrist jingles - that'll take some getting used to. "I am to be bringing you something from Whitevale, then." she compromises. Arthur Kinlay wiggles his captive finger. "That sounds good." Adessa Cypersong grins at his finger and kisses the tip of it. "Good! You is to be knowing the Lopp, Artur? The lopp, they are having many shinies." Adessa Cypersong: You are knowing, I am to be working with the Lopp very much. Arthur Kinlay: You do? They sure do like their shinies, yeah. *He chuckles softly* Adessa Cypersong shrugs and lets his finger go, dropping her hands to her lap and looking up at him, tail swaying back and forth. "Yes! I am not to be working with them, and the Jabbits also. One or the other." Arthur Kinlay nods. "Right, Arthur Kinlay nods. "Right, doubt the cartel and them would be a good match." Adessa Cypersong snickers. "No, I am not to be thinking so." Adessa Cypersong 's chron beeps again. She ignores it this time, playing with her bracelet. "Maybe, I am to be finding some Eldan thing in Whitevale. This is to be very pretty, yes?" Arthur Kinlay cants his head, looking upward in thought. "Hm.. it'd be fitting with the planet.. so long as it doesn't come alive and try to turn me into a robot." He snickers." Adessa Cypersong: Like Cabal! Arthur Kinlay snickers. "Probably shouldn't call her that." Adessa Cypersong: Not to her FACE. Adessa Cypersong pulls one of her ears down and starts playing with the curly end. She suddenly seems to realize where she is, and moves off of his lap onto her own side of the couch. Arthur Kinlay rolls his eyes at the comment, then blinks as she moves off of him. "Something wrong?" Adessa Cypersong blinks up at him. "Everything, it is fine!" Adessa Cypersong is sort of pink in the face. "I just. Am not to be getting gifts." she pulls her ear over her face. "I am not knowing. What to be doing?" Arthur Kinlay blinks, then chuckles softly. He uses his newfound freedom to stretch his legs and get more comfortable. "Well... usually you start by saying thank you, wich you already did. So you're good, hm?" He smiles at her. Adessa Cypersong smiles down at the floor. "I am to be needing to get you something, also." Arthur Kinlay pats his shirt where the mojo she crafted is stashed. "Well... you already did get me something before. But no, you don't 'have' to get me something in return. It's a gift, I don't expect anything in return, I'm just happy you like it." Adessa Cypersong tilts her head at him in confusion for a second, but she seems to put the pieces together mentally after a second. She grins at him, letting her ear go. "Good! You are still to be wearing!" Arthur Kinlay: Pft, of course I'm still wearing it! Adessa Cypersong pats her hip. "I am to be wearing mine also, always!" Arthur Kinlay smirks. "Good. You know.. if you react like that everytime.. I might just have to get you more gifts..." Adessa Cypersong tail puffs up and she sticks her tounge out at him. Adessa Cypersong: Do NOT be doing this thing, or I am to be buying you just as many! Arthur Kinlay laughs. "We'll see... I certainly don't want you to ruin yourself for me again." Adessa Cypersong: TWICE as many. THREE TIMES as many. Arthur Kinlay 's laugh grows even merrier. "Woah woah! This ain't a contest Dessa." Adessa Cypersong: It IS SO if you are to be getting me nice things! Adessa Cypersong grins at him. "You are not to be stopping me, but you can be trying." Arthur Kinlay shakes his head, smiling. He reaches out to poke her leg with the tip of his foot. "I only did this 'cause I thought it'd make you happy. Seeing your reaction I'd say it's a success and that's enough for me. Please, please don't ruin yourself again, not so quickly." His smile turns into a grin. Adessa Cypersong blushes entirely now, giving him a look. "I am not to be locking you in my boat, this time." Arthur Kinlay gives a small shrug, the corner of his mouth twitching into a smirk. "Might not be so bad if you were locked in the boat with me." He winks at her. Adessa Cypersong snickers. "Well, if I am to be doing this, then who is to be coming here and leaving you your gift?" Arthur Kinlay: Hmm.. well you 'could' just give it to me in person, you know. Adessa Cypersong scoots back over and picks up his arm, draping it over her shoulder and rolling her eyes up at him. "Yes, but where the FUN is to be?" Arthur Kinlay smiles and pulls her close. "Oh I don't know, I find myself having fun just being with you lately... but I mean, if you think I'm boring..." Adessa Cypersong tuts at him with a smile. "You are not to be boring, Artur," She rests her head on his shoulder. "This is very much fun." Arthur Kinlay starts combing her hair with his fingers, gently trying to untangle some of the mess. It's probably a lost cause. "Mhm... I really do enjoy the time I spend with you." Adessa Cypersong purrs quietlyas she leans on him. "Yeah," she agrees stupidly as if it's the only thing she can say with any level of intelligence. Adessa Cypersong puts a hand up on his neck and pulls him down for a kiss. Arthur Kinlay snickers softly as she turns to metaphorical jelly against him. "Stars, you're so- " He's cut off when she pulls him into a kiss, but doesn't seem bothered by it in the least as he leans into it, smiling. "Hmm... adorable.." Adessa Cypersong wraps herself around him, tail and all, and ends up back on his lap again. She pulls away and covers his face with her hand again, all red. Staaaaap, you're embarassing her. Arthur Kinlay breaks out into a laugh when she puts her hand over his face. He takes it with his own, pulling it away from his eyes to kiss the tip of each of her fingers. "Proving my point..." He grins brightly. Adessa Cypersong laughs, ears drooping. "You are very good at the flirting, Arthur! What are you WANTING me to do, NOT to be cute?" Arthur Kinlay let's out a mocking gasp. "Stars above, no!" He chuckles and kisses the back of her hand. "In no way were my words a reproach." Adessa Cypersong rests her forehead on his and squints at him, smiling. "And you are to be my GOOD influence?" Arthur Kinlay smirks, shrugging his shoulders. "Well.. in some ways I hope." Adessa Cypersong snickers, rewarding him with another short kiss before getting comfortable. "Listen! You are not to be telling me about all of your tattoos, yet!" Adessa Cypersong: You be answering a question, and I am to be answering a question. Arthur Kinlay closes his eyes, enjoying the new kiss, before opening them again when she breaks it. "Hmm? Alright, sounds fair." Arthur Kinlay leans back into the couch, taking on a more relazed position, his hands joining at the small of her back. "What's your question?" Adessa Cypersong rests her arms across his chest and rests her head on them, watching him with interest. "How many tattoos you are to be having?" Arthur Kinlay tilts his head up, eyes squinting in thoughts as he mentally checks the list of tattoos he wears. "Hrm... about. eighteen. Yeah, eighteen." Adessa Cypersong blinks up at him and lifts her head like she's going to ask another question, but she stops and puts it back on his chest. "Okay. Your turn." Arthur Kinlay nods. "Do 'you' have any tattoos?" Adessa Cypersong shakes her head from side to side. "No," she chirps. "I am not needing any. Wylion, she is having many of them." Arthur Kinlay smiles. "It's not always a matter of need. Your turn again." Adessa Cypersong: Hmm. If you aren't needing them, why you are having them? Arthur Kinlay shrugs. "Most of mine are.. symbolic. Sort of a reminder of things that happened in my life." Adessa Cypersong nods, as if she understands this. "Mmm. Your turn." Arthur Kinlay: Hmm... Ah! *He smirks a bit* /would/ you get a tattoo? Adessa Cypersong grins up at him, tail twitching. "Maybe. I am never to be thinking of it. Most aurin, they are using tattoos like runes, yes? Spells on the body. Hoogdoo, it is to be similar. But maybe, I am getting one like humans do." Arthur Kinlay smiles. "I do have one that has practical uses, sort of like you just said. Tell you what, if you ever decide you want one, you let me do it, alright? Too many people out there don't know what they're doing, and this isn't something you wanna do lightly." Adessa Cypersong stares up at him with a tired smile. "Next question. You are to be doing your /own/ tattoos?" Arthur Kinlay tsks. "Oh, no. Doing your own is just asking for trouble. You want as steady a hand as you can get, and you want to see what you're doing too. But I did some for other people, though." Arthur Kinlay smiles at her, noting her expression. "Tired?" Adessa Cypersong wiggles her eyebrows at him teasingly. "This is to be your question?" Arthur Kinlay chuckles. "It is a question... I guess you can ask another after that one." Adessa Cypersong: A little. Adessa Cypersong yawns. Maybe a lot. Adessa Cypersong: Mmm. Where is your favorite place that you are to be? Arthur Kinlay seems to think for a moment, then he glances around the room. "This is the first place that I could really call 'my own' so... there's some satisfaction in that. I like it here. I've learned early on to make my own wherever I felt safe, though." Arthur Kinlay he leans close and kisses her forehead. "Ready for bed?" Adessa Cypersong follows his gaze around the room as she can, turning her head back and resting it back on him. "Yeah." Adessa Cypersong 's blinking and movements are getting much more sluggish now. "What is to be your favorite thing that you are owning?" Arthur Kinlay smirks, taking her hands and pulling them around his neck. "Hold on, then." hooks his arms under her and lifts her up as he stands. Adessa Cypersong closes her eyes. "Wait wait. I am having another question. Why you is always to be carrying me, and not-" she is interrupted by her own yawn. "- making me be walkings?" Arthur Kinlay laughs softly. "Because I don't want you to pass out in the stairs... and I like it? I can put you down if you want." He grins at her, then cants his head, thinking of her previous question. "Hm... a keychain." Adessa Cypersong tightens her arms around his neck. "Do not be doing that," she orders in a tired mumble. Arthur Kinlay smiles again, kissing the base of her neck as he makes his way to the stairs leading to the second floor. Adessa Cypersong starts purring IMMEDIATELY, and drops off to sleep nestled against his shoulder.

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She hadn't intended for it to go this far. She could say that honestly.

It had started innocently - or as innocent as she had the capability to be. She flirted with him. She joked about grabbing his butt, and then actually did so in order to get Wylion out of trouble. She taunted him and praised him from inside her jail cell, batting her eyelashes and asking him personal questions about his spare time, and wouldn't he be interested in going fishing with her, sometime?

He actually showed up, and she could admit that she had been pleased. He laughed and cracked dry jokes and she decided that after all was said and done, they would be friends.

Then he disappeared, as all of her friends often did. With him out of her mind, she continued with her fraudulent fortune telling. She made mojo bags. She offered spells to those who needed them.

She was surprised when he returned. Even more surprised when he actually agreed to teach her to shoot. On the firing range, she wrapped her tail around him and felt ashamed. It certainly didn't stop her from jumping into a long winded excuse, but it made her pause. It must have been then that she began to wonder why she felt anxious around him, why her cheeks burned when he smirked at her, why his accent was so intriguing and why she felt the need to be physically close to him.

It was a type of hunt. She’d admit that to anyone. She saw something she wanted, and she hunted it - pure and simple.

But then he changed the rules. She started to slip up, staring at him for too long, getting caught, covering her face so he wouldn't see her blush. She purred, and he laughed awkwardly. It took everything in her not to stare every time his hand went to the back of his neck, fighting the subconscious urge to press her lips to it.

He started flirting back. He made physical contact. Mid conversation she would realize that his arm was around her, or his hands were in her hair. He laughed more, taunted her, called her cute. He invited her for coffee. He offered her a place to stay, and she didn’t resist him. When she woke him in the middle of the night, he gave her space in his bed but made no move to take it any further.

And then, days later, he kissed her. Experimentally. Softly, as though he thought he would hurt her. As though he could.

Arthur was safety. He was the scent of fresh coffee, and red like the setting sun. He was laughter and teasing and kisses on her fingertips. He was goosebumps on her skin and warmth in her cheeks.

Adessa watched him sleep. She hadn’t intended on it to go this far, but she found herself more than willing to let herself float on this stream and see where it took them.

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