#konyaaoe

[taguelhybrid]

"I’m not fragile, you don’t have to be so gentle."

"A-Ah.. Sorry, Konoe."

Yarne backed off a bit, wiping a bit of sweat off his brow. Compared to the taguel, Konoe's build was... Well.. It was smaller. The height difference too it kind of made him react with caution. He didn't want to hurt Konoe, after all. 

While sparring, of course.

"I won't hold back then..! So get ready.. I'm not gunna go easy on you at all." 

[devilmarked]

konyaaoe:

Bardo's gift was probably the most unconventional. Konoe had to likewise thank him for helping to teach the Sanga how to make chocolates in the first place!

This one, he admitted, he had to get a lot of help from. Konoe remembered going to cafe's even to ask how he could do this -- and in the end, he had prepared the little treat in Bardo's very own hut. He had to time it just right too! He was a bit proud when it was finished and greeted the larger cat when he returned home, just in time. He slid the cup forward then, laughing a bit sheepishly.

"Since you're older than the others, something with a little caffeine seems to fit best. It's kind of sweet too, with the foam and everything, but I hope it's okay. Happy Valentine's Day, Bardo."

Bardo hadn't been expecting anyone to be in his little hut when he'd returned. He hadn't even had a chance to put his things down when he realized Konoe was there as well. His tail had stopped moving a moment before it continued to sway gently. His curiosity was tickled but he had a seat after greeting the younger cat.

When he spotted just what Konoe made for him, he couldn't help but smile.. A genuine smile, it looked like. Because he liked the present? That had something to do with it yes.. But it was more so knowing that Konoe had to have learned to do this as well. It may have been nice to see how willing Konoe was to learn new things.. That seemed rather silly, right? Needless to say, he was impressed. Eyeing the beverage a moment longer, he used a claw to lightly poke at one of the foam cat's ears. Bringing he claw to his lips he took a lick of what foam had ended up on it before a purr emitted from him. This would be a treat.

"Thank you. I appreciate it." 

Licking his lips, his tail moved side to side in a content manner before his ears perked suddenly. 

"Ah. One moment.."

Getting up once more, he left his latte kitten on the table to gather the bag he'd been carrying. 

"Not much of a gift, I know but I'll get you somethin' nice before you leave, alright? Who knows. Maybe I'll end up goin' along after you... I've left my inn alone too long already. Hah."

For the moment, he had his back turned to the younger before he offered a parcel to Konoe. Two, actually. The first was a plain, white apron. Seeing as Konoe had been discontent with the frilly one.. And the second? A uniform, it looked like. One worn by someone who'd work in an inn... Since they'd talked about it once before, he thought it might be nice.

"Hope that fits..." 

The uniform, that is. Chances were, Bardo sewed it himself. Who knew, really. It may have even been the same for the apron.

"I don't know how much you'll use them when you go back to Sisa but..."

And.. Cue a sheepish smile from the older cat. 

[devilmarked]

“Don’t…do anything weird, got it?”

"Come now.. You think I'm strange?" 

[laedoledo]

"You’re being too rough."

"Does it hurt...? That means you must feel good, right...? Hey... Tell me, if it hurts... I can give you more wounds..."

[bleureine]

a vampire and a cat. [closed: konoe]

     Today felt like it was going to be a quiet day, and Diva found that to be boring. She was at a playground, sitting on the swings and rocking herself back and forth. There wasn't much to do when she was 'behaving' and it was a shame to need to actually be good.

     But, then again, always causing trouble did get a little boring from time to time. This only lead to her being confused as to what she was supposed to do instead. Without a job, Diva was free to do whatever. There was nowhere to go, nothing to do.

     She couldn't even sing for a large audience.

     Singing.

     That was something she missed doing. Perhaps it was time for Diva to sing a little song for those who were hanging around the playground, or were just passing by. It didn't matter who listened as long as she was able to sing.

     First she cleared her throat and then hummed, before after a few seconds had passed, Diva was able to open her mouth. What she was singing was obviously not in English, of course it wasn't when she was an opera singer.

     It was a high-pitch sound, but a beautiful one at the same time.