#quirrel 01

[voidgivenheart]

@rainonglass liked for a starter!

Dante, the Shadelord, thought they’d seen the last of Quirrel at Blue Lake, but here he was, in the Archimedes ward! They had come here to look at the pristine colors... and maybe jump in the pool for a bit. Their body did get rather hot.

Nevertheless! They were happy to see him again. Making their careful approach, they came close to Quirrel, bumping their face against his. Hello old friend, is what they tried to convey.

[gyre-and-gimble]

Starters 1/3: @rainonglass

Wabbajack isn’t quite sure where she’s ended up! All she knows is that this is all new, and a bit scary. She had awoken near a big hole, surrounded by people, and didn’t stick around long enough to figure anything else out. Perhaps then she would know that this city wasn’t like any other. She tends to avoid cities, anyway—the more people around meant more to feed off of, and more potential encounters with the less-than-friendly.

She sticks to the shadows for most of the day, but her hunger brings her out to forage. Her tongue flickers out to taste the air, and she finds some sort of... bug man sitting on a bench with something tasty-smelling in his hands. He doesn’t seem the most interested in it, though. Maybe he’s sleeping?

Cautiously, she emerges from the shadows and creeps up behind the resting figure. Wabbajack notices the unusually clear pictures floating over him, but all attempts to consume it are futile. She can’t seem to touch it at all. And she hardly wants to hang around longer than she needs to—what if she’s seen? So instead she reaches around him for the hot dog in his lap.

[boundlesshsentity]

@rainonglass​

Holding back a sneeze, Mumei made a small groan while a puff of pollen whisked right through the air and right into his face. Sure the beauty of spring was coming out, but with it came allergies too. He guessed that just because he was actually some weird Dragonborn it didn’t stop him from being suspect-able to seasonal hayfever.

“Even with it, you can’t help but to appreciate the flowering trees and...flowers. It’d be nice to have some tea under the blue sky.”

“Maybe not where there’s a chance of my uniform being stained yellow though.” He laughed a little to himself.