> CC: Visit Eridan a week ago, part 2
Part 1, and the remaining little bit after the cut:
CC: Cronus rolled his eyes and rubbed at his cheek. "You're one to talk, nerd."
CA: "Excuse you, I'm the least nerdy troll on this planet."
CA: That is a lie. His fins are all puffed up now though.
CC: Cronus retaliated by rubbing and enthusiastically scruffling at the back and base of those fins. "Oh, sure--"
CA: "Now--"
CA: Oh. Hi. Sup. Mewl quietly and let the sound turn into a loud, continious purr, wiggle the fins idly.
CC: Cronus laughed at him quietly, grinning and keeping up the fin-scrubbing.
CA: "Mean."
CA: Teeny tiny comment from the other Ampora who decides to seahorse himself to Cronus would be a good idea, nuzzling into the hand and wiggling those fins.
CC: "/Orphaner/," was all the retort he really felt he needed, still grinning.
CA: "Correction, big dick." Who is currently giving him finrubs, so it's alright. Attempt to bury himself into Cronus somehow, or it's snuggling. It may feel like both.
CC: "It's congenital." He still really liked that pun. Dealing with a lap / side full of snuggly lamprey-Ampora was a challenge as far as staying balanced went, but he did his best. ... His best may involve snagging some rigging with his free hand to steady himself.
CA: "You also suck."
CA: Perhaps they /should/ get down from their position... Blink up at him with tired eyes and ever so slightly mussled up hair, flicking a fin against his hand. "Down?"
CC: He grinned toothily, head tilted pretty far so he could see him better with the good eye, and shrugged comfortably. "Might be smart."
CA: "Who allowed you to be that cute?"
CA: And much like a tired sloth he proceeds to cling tighter to him.
CA: "Fly down."
CC: Loud, rude snort.
CC: He shook his head, but eased the former fin-rub hand around Eridan's shoulders and carefully adjusted to make sure he wouldn't ..you know...accidentally drop him. A few moments thereafter, white smoke started emerging from somewhere in his clothes. It clung tightly to his chestplate and sides, sneaking between them where needed (--warm, and oddly firm--) to pick him slowly up off the yardarm. He nudged them away from it with a foot, and started the gradual descent.
CA: That.
CA: That is indeed a very interesting feeling, because he admits, he haven't seen his power this close before-- or felt them. It's pleasant, oddly relaxing, and he knows that he's safe as they descend.
CA: Doesn't mean that he's completely calm though because they're flying down from the main mast, and if something goes wrong. Yeah no cling tigher to the ancestor. Descendant. Cool person.
CC: The smoke honestly feels a lot like being grasped by a mid or lowblood, on the side that's actually doing the grasping... on the other, it's more ephemeral, and the actual gripping surface is very thin. Cronus doesn't seem to be thinking about it, instead focusing on navigating down to the ground. He lowers his legs into a standing position on the way down, and lands smoothly.
CC: ...From the grin, he's still far too proud of that trick, and not afraid to show it.
CA: Once they've landed, Dee looks up at Cronus with big, owlish eyes, and there's a few flicks from his fins before he gently lets go with a hand to pat his cheek, giving him an impressed smile.
CA: "I'm proud, you're good."
CA: Oh the day he learns to do the same..
CC: "Ampora~." It was all the explanation for greatness one really needed, wasn't it? The smug grin seemed to say so.
CC: He let the light pats push his cheek aside, then shook his head a bit. "Still curious to see wvhat you put together -- and I'vwe no idea howv Pal does his shit."
CA: Well, Dee certainly believes to think so as well, as he nods at the answer. The hand on his cheek moves up to ruffle his hair, cackling before going quiet for a moment.
CA: "... Shit knows if I can do anything good. We'll see."
CC: He snorted softly, and spent a moment trying to fix his hair. "You wvill." He sounded confident, and clapped him on the shoulder.
CA: Shine bright like a diamond. Praise from ancestor more like hell yes keep blinking like an owl before attaching himself to Cronus again."You're a darling. Thanks."
CC: Eridan had just brought himself into noogie range.
CA: mERCY.
CC: lauGHTER
CA: DISTRESS.
CC: Fin-scrubbing!
CA: DIStress disappearing oh hello yawn and nuzzle on him.
CC: Quieter laughter. Cronus stopped after a moment, dropping to sprawl/sit on the deck.
CA: And Dee settles with draping over his lap. Conquer it, make him unable to leave. Make noises up at him in an attempt to make Cronus continue.
CC: "You are a giant purrbeast, aren't you?"
CA: "A cute one, yes."
CC: He snorted again, but conceded the point. Apparently today was for chilling with and pampering Eridan, and finrubs were cheap and plentiful.
CA: Bless him for that, he's probably the happiest Ampora on the ship. That is, until he passes out from said finrubs.
CC: Cronus will chuckle a little and continue for a minute or two past that point, before glancing over his shoulder, and deciding to carry Eridan to the captain's block. Once assured that Eridan is safely to bed or coon, he'll carefully head out and back the way he came. He messes up Eridan's hair a bit more before he leaves.
CA: There will probably be screeching on trollian when he wakes up. But for now, he sleeps.