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@talvinenampuja
Hunter was two doors down from his home. That was acceptable. What was also acceptable was the two bentou boxes he’d purchased from his work to make sure Hunter was getting back to eating solid food.
He also had several green jolly ranchers on him, courtesy of a run in with Marji earlier.
So, Ix rings the doorbell, and sends a message.
[Text]: Hunter, ya there? If you can’t walk, can I get permission to use the extra key to get inside? I brought food.
[ Well, here goes nothing. Reapplying after a very long break, and surviving the apocalypse of Citta, here's Lil Hunter from Nuclear Throne for your consideration, previously located at snowysniper. Application is at /app! ]
Welcome to scenic Isola Radiale, Lil Hunter!
You will be housed in TOWNHOUSE 229.
You will retain everything you had in your previous stay.
– mod pleiades.
“I don’t know how boys, you know, everyday, just do their eyebrows so well. Like, it’s difficult.”
“Nat Does ‘Boy’ Makeup” RP Ask Meme
“I... do they really?”
“Like, I know some girls do it--I don’t, personally. But... is that really something boys do? It’d explain Varian’s crazy eyebrows....”
“If we’re both in this state, we both really screwed up somewhere huh?”
“…yeah, I guess…”
She’s having trouble coming up with a more coherent response than that on...what, six total hours of sleep out of the past 48? If that? Blame her wasteland instincts that won’t let her ever really believe she’s safe, blame having to keep Captain away from the black balloons (that word went around to the whole SPD pretty early), blame her late nights soul-searching about ethics in a situation with too few resources for everybody, but...yeah, she’s kind of a mess.
Although Hunter isn’t much better. If she can convince him she’s got watch tonight, regardless of exhaustion, maybe it’ll help his own wasteland experience keep quiet.
“I told you not to try and back me up, but here we are.” She stifles an enormous yawn. “C’mon back to my place. I’ll take watch if it makes you feel better. I know how you feel, with this kind of - everyone for themself, this kind of chaos...”
[To: Dimensional Blueberry Squad ( @talvinenampuja , @spiralknigit )] [From: mARJI]
[text] im okay. situation normal. im not hurt and im makin sure no one else is [text] no need for backup ill be fine [text] see you in a few days probably
@talvinenampuja
Another day done, and it wasn’t one of the knights when he was first on-call. So this means he’s going home via that one Italian place to pick up a small feast.
Takeout in his back, Ix hums to himself as he jogs the rest of the way home. Opening the door, he lets out a single “I’m home!” Before padding into the kitchen.
Seeing Hunter, Ix pads over and lightly flops on his head. “Missed you, babe. Did Flarefang manage to eat anything stupid today? Oh-- and I brought Italian! Three different pastas, and some other foods. Why yes, I did splurge.”
He’s going to listen to Hunter’s response, but also try to distract him with some well-timed kisses. Such as on the cheek, and a few on the neck. Including one small bite right where neck meets shoulder. What, he’s a bit of a tease.
"Hey. Hey you. Handsome." Goodness, lock your window, Ix, or this is gonna happen. Hunter's got the dumbest grin on his face, even if he's reverted back to his mutated state. There's a sparkle in his eye as he closes the distance between them. "So I don't know how time works on your planet, but I looked at the calendar, it's New Years' Eve, there's a tradition, and I've never gotten to do this before. For luck." And without another word, he wraps an arm around Ix's waist and kisses him deeply.
Ix had had his window open-- not cold, because Isoran fur and it was raining earlier, not snowing-- so upon hearing Hunter showing up he raises an eyebrow and looks up from his desk.
“Oh, a tradition for new years? It’s probably far more fascinating than--”Oh. Oh! Hello, this is nice! ...He likes this tradition. Don’t mind him, after the initial shock wears off he’s gonna drape his arms over Hunter’s shoulders and pull him closer, returning the kiss with equal force.
Once they have to break for air, he giggles. “Well, I certainly like that tradition of yours, Hunter! Would you mind if I give you another? Even if the magic of shifting years isn’t there, it could stiiiil bring about luck~!”
[To: Hunter :D (@talvinenampuja)]
[From: mARJI]
[text] huNTER OH MY GOD
[text] idk what the fuck jsut happned but rebels here
[text] yes THAT REBEL
[text] get ur ass over here she doesnt want to leave the apt just yet
