Narapath(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧Megavolt (crackship #1), Caolin(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧Karmir (Slavebbys whoopwhoop), Decima(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧Alturo, Phiero(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧Dernec
Sitting back In a chair in the medical area, Megavolt had one arm raised on a table, the tealblood opposite of him working on stitching a wound on his forearm. Raising his chin, his gaze fell on the tealblood as she spoke. She'd been going on now for a few minutes By this point. Personally, he didn't see the point of her speaking to him at all. Head tilting, he glanced to the side at other highbloods in the room, then he raised his free arm, cutting her off mid-sentence with a backhand while she had been between stitches. Clearing his throat, he raised one eyebrow. "Finally, a bit of silence... Were you asked to speak? No? Then hold your tongue."
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Karmir stood side by side with the jadeblood in the same hive, watching the room. Rezzah seemed busy so he was left to just hang around, pretty much. Glancing sidelong at Caolin when the girl offered a greeting, he studied her for a moment, then raised one hand to give a little wave. Pausing briefly, he thought about it a second, then carefully spoke. "Hello..." She seemed older than him but not by much and her collar clearly meant that she was a slave. After a few more moments of silence, it seemed they progressed to small talk of sorts. After a while more, they both grew tired of standing so that sat side by side on the floor. While they talked, they both grew progressively more tired and Caolin's shoulders slumped, clearly meaning that she had fallen asleep by this point. Not sure of what to do now, Karmir glanced around. It was getting late. Leaning over, he wrapped his arms around Caolin and it was the first real time that he hugged anyone close to his own size. Caolin's eyes opened slowly, taking him into view, then she reciprocated. After that, unfortunately, she had to leave...
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It seemed that, finally, Alturo and Decima were able to sit in the hive, one one of the couches there, and just talk for a while. Nothing too hectic was going on, just Ecanus and Thedia goofing off like usual, and it was nice to be able to have a friendly chat. Looking over towards her, Alturo paused for a moment though. Decima was fairly good at covering what was on her mind usually, but something was somewhat off. Her lack of a moirail the past however long, though he didn't know that was why, seemed to leave her a bit drained For energy. It was a bit more obvious to him than to others, given how long he'd known her. Leaning over, he wrapped one arm around her shoulders, reeling her in to himself for a hug.
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At this point, Dernec wasn't so sure what to do with Phiero half the time. He either wanted to punch of kiss the guy, pretty much, and there was no real inbetween. He'd been pondering that for a while now. Did he feel black for the guy? It was hard to tell. Scrunching his nose, he looked over towards Phiero. ... Standing up, he made his way over to Phiero at a break in whatever conversation he was having. He took a deep breath, then raised one hand to slap Phiero, then grabbed the ceruleanblood by his shirt collar, jerking him forward to mash lips together.