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@cxcalibur
he’s sorting through iceboxes in the hotel kitchen when the footsteps begin drawing near. by the time auden lifts his head she’s there in the doorway, prompting him to smile thinly in greeting. “hello,” he glances at the mess of blood bags strewn out in front of him, “i...um...i assume you aren’t looking for a drink?” the vampire attempts to joke.
limnophobia
Limnophobia: Your muse saves mine from drowning.
Beau had always heard about the New York beaches during his travels but when he finally managed to go and see one, he was pretty put out by it. In fact, Beau was pretty sure in saying it was one of the ugliest beaches he’d ever seen. Flat and grey with waves that looked more like ripples on the water. Almost as soon as he’d gotten there he wanted to go back to the Institute. But on the rare free day Beau didn’t want to be the Debby Downer that spoiled the day. So he’d set up camp on a chair on the fringes of their little group’s square of boring beach, half glad he hadn’t bothered with his trunks.
He’d been half asleep when he heard the yelling. Jerking awake and motivating towards the screaming Beau was startled to learn it was Aspen struggling out there in the water, clearly caught up in a rip tide and too tired to fight it well enough to escape. He took one look around the beach before stripping off his weapons and tossing them on the sand. Leaping into the chilly water Beau swum out to Aspen, determined to get her out of harm’s way. Looping an arm around Aspen he pulled her to him, treading water for a moment so she could suck down some air. “Kick with me. Left and then right. Repeat. Got it?” Beau didn’t wait for her answer before dragging her with him as he fought the currents.
For a moment he didn’t think he’d be able to break the current but then they were through and he was swimming back towards land. It took longer than he’d have liked but he was tired. Dragging them both out of the water Beau deposited Aspen less than gently onto the sand. She’d forgive him for it later probably. Dripping wet Beau didn’t bother getting up past kneeling for a long moment, breathing hard. “Next time.” He paused to take a deep breath. “I vote we go somewhere. A little less dreary, hmm?”
9 and 11!
Of everyone you know, who’s the most like you?
“I think me and Alec share a lot of qualities, the same with me and Jace in our need and want to out best one another.”
If you had to pick three people to go on a road trip with, who would they be?
“Eli, Xan and Clary.”
“How does one such as you harness your abilities--?” He asks suddenly. He knows little of this species, but questions never hurt.. Even if they go verbally unanswered, as they often do. “You weave light itself in your hands.”
Just going to sit down in front of the forest puppy and offer out a bowl of sugar water. He's repaying the taller Warframe for the head pats.
He’s cautious at first, raising the bowl to sniff it before crooning in surprise. To Oberon, a bowl of sugar water is the equivalent to a delicacy -- after all, the sugar part was a bit harder to acquire for the Warframes considering they were never close to the colonies they protected, even more so when one isn’t in a clan. Not only that but it’s undoubtedly expensive...
A long thin tongue darts out to the bowl in his hands, splitting into two halves for a split second to allow the simple sweetness into his body and he lets out another croon, this one pleased, satisfied, and he turns to Excalibur, giving an affectionate nudge with his head.
Don't mind him he's just, very carefully, going to sit down next to the taller Warframe and lean on them. He wants pap paps, don't leave him hanging, Oberon.
Listen to those happy Oberon noises, of course Excalibur gets his little paps. He croons happily at the small Warframe, placing a hand on Excalibur’s head fondly.
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Oberon had heard rumors about Excaliburs and their sensitivity to touch. He won’t deny his curiosity in seeing how true those rumors are what with the pretty one in front of him right now; he leans down slightly, closer to the other Warframe’s face, inspecting him curiously before a hand reaches up, gently tracing the small upward curve on the tilt of Excalibur’s head.
It’s smooth, save for some of the ridges that interrupt it. He quite likes the feel of it but he pulls away after a moment, looking at the Warframe, making a small apologetic sound for the sudden intrusion of space -- if he could, he’d probably be throwing somewhat of a small smile towards Exaclibur.
