#sv;playback

[cravenwill]

@unborderedreflection continued from (x):

“Come on, let’s get moving,” she told him, starting to push him towards his room. Seriously, it had taken long enough to get him back to the apartment, and now he just wanted to stand in the middle of the apartment giggling like a madman? Hmph. “Now start getting ready for bed.”

She left his room to gather some ingredients to cure him of his affliction. (She’d heard from the villagers several ways to sober a person up. One of them was a bucket of ice water. When he was all done getting ready, she would try it; apparently it was quite effective.)

She wanted him to go to bed? He guessed he was maybe a little tired... and his suspenders were starting to rub his shoulders uncomfortably...

“Alright, fine,” he acquiesced. “Why’re you being so pushy though? I told you, I’m fine...”

When she returned, she’d find him in a state of half-undress-- clearly distracted from his search for the t-shirt he usually slept in by the large cat, curling up on his bed while cuddling the pet to his bare chest. (Rollo was apparently too sleepy to care much other than a mildly protesting and confused “Mrrow?”)

“Hey Rollo, boy... You’re such a good kitty... yes you are... and so soft and fluffy...”

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@unborderedreflection​ continued from (x):

She doesn’t know who set this up, only that whoever was forcing her into this had better expect hell to pay. As it is, she has to do it, so she can only manage it with what grace she has been given. (Though that isn’t saying much…)

“…Thanks.”

The kiss is a surprise and her fists curl up as she endures it, but she has been expressly forbidden to punch him, no matter how much she wants to. When he returns to the stove, her face feels like she cast fireball on it, and it’s all she can do to not stomp over to the couch and throw herself on it in a fit of pique.

(Shut up, Milla, you are going to enjoy this, darn it!)

It takes her a couple of tries to clear her throat as she attempts to answer his question. “I-It was fun… Elle is… she’s staying with Leia and Elize.” If only she were here right now…

Her tone is strained, and she hugs her chest tightly, fingers beating against her upper arm. It’s a good thing she can’t see his grin, or she’d lose what self-control she has and flee out the door, going all the way to her secret place in the Spiritway, where she’d duck her head into the stream and hope it cools off her embarrassment.

Well at least this is going to be equally awkward for both of them... though he wishes she would seem a little happier about it. Wait, is it weird for him to be so happy? Because he definitely does not have a crush on her. Nope. Of course not. He still likes Nova, right? Even after she crushed his heart so badly...

“O-oh is she? Shame, I wouldn’t have made so much if I’d known. But I’m glad you all had fun.” 

If those girls are trying to give the ‘newly-weds’ some space, he is going to have some serious words with them next time he sees them. Elle would have done wonders to help smooth over this situation.

“Well, if Elle’s not going to be here, could you... chop up some tomatoes for me for the salad? You can put them in a separate bowl-- otherwise the lettuce will go bad, and fresh vegetables are too expensive to waste like that.” Compared to what Milla is probably used to, his Elympion vegetables are probably sad-- but he has to cut back somewhere now that Julius’s accounts are frozen, and sadly, with the Oscore plant out of commission, fresh food goes first.

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♩ (she's screaming at me not to but--)

ACCIDENTAL AFFECTION | not accepting

send me ♩ for my muse to catch yours singing in the shower

“Hey, um, Milla, I brought more towels, so I’m just going to leave them here–” Ludger gently set them down, shielding his eyes with one hand so he couldn’t accidentally see anything he wasn’t supposed to. He shouldn’t be able to, but that definitely wouldn’t stop Milla from accusing him of it–he still remembered the Fireball from last time…

He paused–she was… singing? He smiled; she sounded good... though if she was still singing, she probably hadn’t heard him. He began to hum softly himself as he straightened the pile of laundry, then picked it up.

“Milla, towels!” he called again as he made his way back out into the main room.

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🎤 (good; Ludger)

send me a symbol for my muse to react to… | not accepting

🎤 … your muse singing good karaoke.

He didn’t think he’d heard her sing before--Ludger paused, letting Elle and Milla continue without him, and sat back on the couch, chin in hands thoughtfully.

When the song was done, Ludger clapped, which made Elle grin, but he couldn’t help but glance at Milla, even while he talked to both of them.

“I told you this would be fun, didn’t I? You’re much better than me.”

Elle looked over at him, tilting her head and her mouth pursed thoughtfully. “Well, I don’t know, maybe if you knew more of the songs, you’d be better, Ludger...”

Ludger smiled sheepishly, but didn’t note that he’d picked songs that Elle seemed to want and knew, rather than ones he knew, on purpose. It was supposed to be fun for her, not him. Besides, he thought he really wasn’t that good...

[cravenwill]

🛩 (Ludger)

CUDDLE WITH MY MUSE! | accepting I suppose?

🛩 - Fall asleep on them on public transportation! 

It was a long trip from Drellin back to Trigleph, made even longer by exhaustion and aching feet. In fact, Elle was already asleep– or at least was pretending to be.

Ludger closed his GHS. There was nothing there but depressing news and reminders about the debt (and a cat video from Leia, but he had already watched that on the way up)– and he looked out the window again, letting his eyes unfocus as he stared at the empty landscape blur by.

He wasn’t sure how long he had been zoned out– he might have even fallen asleep for a bit– but his attention was brought back to the moment by the heavy weight of something (or someone) resting on his shoulder.

Ludger turned his head slowly (in order to not dislodge whatever it was too abruptly) and saw a cloud of thick blond hair that tickled his nose a bit.

He could feel his face turning pink slightly– her head was slumped forward, but he wondered what she looked like right now. Probably peaceful and calm for once.

She whimpered and, slowly, he moved his arm so he could wrap it around her. If she complained, he’d explain he had just been worried about her falling off the seat– and that wasn’t a lie. Just not the entire truth.

To his surprise, her hair was soft and she was warm and… this was nice.

“You’ve got a really silly grin right now.” 

Ludger blinked at the whispered comment from the supposedly also sleeping child, but, moving closer to be on his other side, Elle laid her own head down on his lap. Amethyst eyes blinked for a moment, then she too was softly dozing again.

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"I love waterfalls, don’t you?" Since the group was already nearby, Milla had felt like visiting her stream--to see if it still existed in the Prime Dimension. Though she'd planned on going alone, Ludger had insisted on accompanying her, annoyingly. Still, it felt nice to share the one place she considered hers, the one place that was still hers, even as everything else from her life had disappeared. The waterfall, the stream, the small pool--everything was the same. Something still remained.

💧WATER SENTENCE STARTERS. | accepting

Ludger did not love waterfalls. In fact, they made him mildly uncomfortable. Large bodies of water did that to him though– it just didn’t seem right, all that wet sloshing about… and it was all so blue… and sometimes even green too. He was used to water being either brown or filtered to a cloudy clear that he would still hesitate to drink without running it through another filter.

But Milla seemed to like it, so he decided to try to see what was so great about it. And besides, he could hardly let her wander about alone– who knew when Chronos might decide to try to ‘correct’ the continued existence of a denizen of a destroyed world. 

Though, did he care enough to try? Ludger didn’t know. Great Spirits seemed to act pretty much at their own whims, without any thought for the smaller creatures’ lives they destroyed in their capriciousness.

But he didn’t voice any of this– hell, he probably wouldn’t know how to explain it in words. It was more of a feeling that he was beginning to get. Instead, he folded his arms, unease at the sound of the water written into the awkward stance of his legs.

“Actually, when we visited the Kijara Seafalls on the way to Nia Khera was the first time I ever saw a waterfall. We don’t have any large bodies of water in Elympios other than what’s left of the sea and Epsilla– not anywhere near the cities at least. Even the big rivers are so low, they don’t look anything like the water here. All of this nature too… it really does seem like something out of a fantasy.”

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☾✂ (uh oh)

SEND ONE FOR MY MUSE’S REACTION TO YOUR MUSE — | accepting

☾ = being found shirtless✂ = threatening them

It was bound to happen one of these days, with the three of them living in such close quarters. Ludger just hadn’t expected it today.

“Milla?!” His voice was practically a squeak as he closed the bathroom door again quickly, his own shirt thrown over his shoulder and his back to the door. “I’m sorry!”

“I swear Ludger, if you--” he could hear her start and he emphatically shook his head even though she couldn’t see him.

“No no no, I didn’t see anything, not a single thing, nope nope nope!” Oh spirits was she planning on casting Fireball please not Fireball not in the bathroom please--

He quickly moved away from the door just in case, flopping down onto his makeshift bed on the couch. Ludger buried his burning face in the blanket, trying to process what exactly he had just seen (because of course he had seen, how could he not?)

Well at least he was very much awake now.