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[eeriestatic]

Pocket rocket joke here @ignitedwill

Liam did try backing out of it last second, he did have a snake but in fact it was a brief inappropriate joke... He may as well commit to the nod of it, there really was no right or wrong answer anymore.

"Alrighty." Liam added before he moved his hands to begin undoing his trouser belt abruptly.

[timelostcarrion]

Yikes emoji here

She wasn’t trying anything or to bring an instigation, she innocently knew that he liked to spar with all fun intentions, given her memory of the past - there she remembered just playing with him on those accounts. She’d thought they’d have fun too, but the sudden shift in air didn’t go over her head, not needing to see the tension in gestures. It completely wiped all thoughts away. Knowing commonly she made everyone mad or annoyed with just being present, yet seeing the one that had more patience with her get that type of sudden air with her did strike her as odd. Let alone his disinterest.

“Ah jeez, not you too... I didn’t even do anything-...” it wasn’t about her though, whether her paranoia sat was wrong of course, she did have one question instead, “did something happen, Fang? That is a bit odd, but I don’t say that in a bad way.” Although, she was painfully aware of the issues that involved the siblings - aware for a very long time.

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❤️ Fang too

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And so arrived her more timorous, almost equally socially awkward comrade. Though she may not have known precisely what sorts of sweets struck the berserker’s fancy, Nadir at least had a hunch that perhaps he wasn’t overly particular about the saccharine gift he’d receive. And in a way this lessened her anxiety somewhat, seeing as how she planned to share some nostalgic favorites from her homeland. This was admittedly something she hadn’t actually considered doing in the past, as she low-key feared that those snacks that were palatable to her own tongue might prove to be not so savory to others or even downright abhorrent.

Well, not that they weren’t positively scrumptious treats in their own right, at least in her humble opinion. Though she figured that she probably couldn’t go wrong with ethnic sweets, right? In her opinion, at least, they were all merely different concoctions of glucose, only with varying appearances, sometimes with added toppings that only served to enhance the candies’ unique flavors. 

The metal tray she carried had a modest assortment of various sweets, each a savory snack from back home that she’d been fortunate enough to find and purchase in one of the local shops. Today’s featured confections would include a most delectable saffron brittle with a caramel-hued surface that was practically bursting with pistachios (sohan), a cluster of hard, saccharine saffron crystals on sticks which appeared cumulatively as a sort of sparkling gold confection (nabat), chewy, snow-white nougat blocks that also seemed filled to the brim with pistachios (gaz), and an old personal childhood favorite of Nadir’s, chocolate-coated marshmallow delights that were oft referred to as Angel Kisses. 

“…I, I do hope you enjoy at least some of the selected candies, haha. Just some little sweet treats I grew up on back home. I sincerely hope you find them as pleasing to the gustatory senses as I do! Please do let me know what you think.” 

[gallowsghost]

Coconut?

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Letting him take it by handing it over, the look on her face merely soured just a tad but not towards him. It’s simply her not being used to called ‘master’, it’s something she just needs to get used to.

“Mhm... Though you probably shouldn’t keep it in your pocket, it’ll likely melt. I can still smell it-“

She paused, squinting a little bit.

“Unless you want it to melt.” She snorted. “Do you like it though?”

[timelostcarrion]

Wake up

The days that finally caught up to her weren’t very forgiving. Whatever the lack of sleep entailed through them, and moving on in the days to work in the early times - that was a complete mystery but work was work and she was going to do it. Despite looking a little more rough than usual, a hand pulled on the collar of the postal jumpsuit, squinting down at a small handful of mail in the other. There was an aloof look on her face. Not due to anything particular, not even she knew but... Even poor meals weren’t doing her any favours, if they’d be considered proper.

Each step became more lethargic than usual. Like an animated machine breaking down on the spot and losing it’s power with hobbled steps, “ughhh...” a breath left her lips, raising her gaze. One that was already failing into tunnel vision - hardly realized it but her grip on the small cluster of mail already fell out of her hand. Then so, not falling too far behind the mess left behind - everything was processing too slow before footing stumbled and sent her down, hardly catching herself with an empty hand. Unfortunately, the rest of Josiah toppled flat on the ground with a dead weight thump, with little to no time for her hardly clinging consciousness to realize what just happened.

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[eeriestatic]

Seeing a lot of the twins little squad-mates scattered around wasn’t a surprise. Especially in the wing they all had their buddy system when it was broken up for shifts and when they weren’t needed in their larger groups... However... They key understanding was that they also were the Twins squad. Specifically. 

Things might’ve not been too far out of place seeing them throughout the hallways when Fang was out and about, they were always ready to greet him and always did every time around. Some a nod. Some words, some looks. Things were about to change a bit, from agents that only shared nods, to the looks. They all were going to have something to say.

As soon as Fang was coming down the hallways, a pair from the squad was waltzing down as well. Carmine and Crowley. Though, for once did he have his trademark broken helmet off, they both drew a smile on their face before parting from each other down the middle so they could let Fang pass. If he didn’t catch Carmine making the first glance at Fang’s chest, it was the visual cue - much to Fang’s dismay.

“Hello Fang-- they’ve gotten bigger I see-” Carmine added in passing on one side of him before a brief stop.

Crowley was no different in that regard. “Hi-hi. Very well taken care of, but I hope the jumpsuit hasn’t got too uncomfortable up there...” 

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[timelostcarrion]

✨Omg play ground✨

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It could’ve bee no surprise that Liam did genuinely like being outside, but not in the sense of interaction - he was a noodle after all, albeit he wasn’t going to go outside without his love. And where exactly? To the park... where Liam wasn’t in his vessel, but he of course needed it to get where he wanted to on the playground, whether or not it wasn’t much, he heard there was one and he didn’t hesitate to take it outside and haul Fang along. Of course he wouldn’t stick around if he wasn’t having fun, Fang was free to say from his perched spot on the monkey bars - the girth of his body coiled up on a bar where the pudge hung. Like he was melting on the cool metal, like how tree pythons sat on branches.

Beady eyes peeked at Fang from below, before his upper body began unwinding so it could begin curling around one of the bars... And a considerate instance, the ash exuded off his lanky body before re-manifesting Liam’s vessel; which was now hanging from the bars by his hands. Suspended ever so slightly, but not enough for even his feet to touch the ground by too much.

“Bet I can do more chin ups than you-” He added, but as soon as he made an attempt, he visibly shook despite being more a light weight - he didn’t make it all the way but he was trying like his life depended on it. 

“M--m-maybe not-” His body weight dropped like a medium sack of potatoes, dangling there.

[eeriestatic]

:( @ignitedwill​

Of course stressing out was going to be the option for Liam no matter trying to avoid it prior coming to him. Although things were vague, he wasn’t anticipating the factors of reality for what it was - that even he needed a moment to register what he was showing him. What happened? Who did it? Is the culprit still running around? Such important questions, but even so it didn’t negate the reason he was here in - to see Fang, not question the scum responsible. Even if these kinds of things happened, it wasn’t like he wanted them to either.

Although he wasn’t able to contest his words from the face reality, he still didn’t  like them - more so when he was greeted with the slip of paper that brought more light to the picture. Not a good one either, redirected attention on the spot but it made his features flinch like he just got punched in the nose - mostly from him suddenly discarding it out of the blue like that and his eyes were to follow for a brief moment. “It’s okay... Far from it for you though, don’t worry about me. Only one here that should be stressed is you, but I care.” As much as he wanted to pamper and touch, he knew that it would be uncomfortable - as if he wanted to cause him more than he’s already in, he’d think. Be it though, he found some comfort in his words of suggestion, even if he was still displeased about what happened. But not at Fang of course. Liam slumped his frame with a small sigh, be it the following to slump was his shoulder when he went for his comfort - all words considered but despite his own maybe being out of place and line to suddenly assert himself, he made it known anyways. 

“I’m going to stay here until you recover. I’ll let my brothers know where I’ll be.” Although he was already preparing to tell his work space of the matters of being off no matter how long it took. Minor or not, he wanted to help even if he could only do so much. “We can when it get’s better- but if you show any signs of discomfort, I’ll haul you home.” At least to ease his own air, a small chuckle followed under a quiet breath - a hand coming up to palm over his own at his shoulder.