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@ultim8-six-s-or
sup bitches the name's six B)
you can tell im awesome by my awesome sunglasses and by how chill i am. ain't nobody chiller than me. im like. the president of chill. the president of chillest. yea. fire emoji. yeahhhhh B)
it/she/he/they or whatever lol B)
@fancy-my-chances - follow my main dice guy ig idc B/
@pips-the-pippins - be nice to him
ooc: i don't really. know what to do with these blogs now. might delete them idk?? i don't really want them to be in my account list forever.
people are leaving and idk if there's really a point anymore. i still love my characters a ton but if i am ever gonna post about them again it'll probably be on my main blog ( @enbydummy ) just as an art post or a yap session. i don't know if this blog is gonna turn into anything or if it'll just get deleted but either way i mostly loved doing this. thanks everyone.
all good things gotta end tho i guess. sucks i didn't get to do all the stuff i wanted but it's fine, whatever. if anyone wants to rp on discord or somewhere else for fun or just talk im down! not leaving the internet or tumblr obviously. just doubt there's a point to my blogs anymore idk.
Yo! M'here wit some sorbet. Y'gonna let me in, hot shot?
(*There's some knocking on the door. A familiar voice swathed in pink's behind it. You'll never guess who! Does Six answer the door?*)
(@no1-guardie-palsie)
[Six doesn't. The door is opened by someone else before he could stand up.]
[It was Chance. She didn't say anything, just nodded and moved out of the way so Guarav could come in. Seems like it's already been told about zem coming.]
yoooooooo, rava, what's upppp!!!
[Six was lying on the couch, lower half of him covered by a blanket. His shades were off, it probably wasn't very comfortable to lie down in those.]
[Next to the couch were a couple small bags, presumably the stuff that Chance brought.]
[He sat up, freeing up space for Guardie on the couch.]
[Chance was sitting on a chair nearby, looking away from the two.]
(*Guarav opens the door, toting a plastic bag of some mini-sorbet cups. Zey're wearing a casual outfit for zem, a pink tracksuit with a cute cropped top and the matching jacket wrapped around zeir waist. There are patches all along the pants, though. A sign of zeir typical flair.
Guardie walks over to the couch by Six.*)
Hey hey hey, sunnies!
(*Zey glance at Chance before moving to sit down with Six, and ruffle the top of their head as is tradition.*)
Nice pink, by da way.
(*Zeir focus immediately snaps back to Six, taking out some sorbet cups and plastic spoons for the both of them.*)
You more of a raspberry or a strawberry fella? Dere's a right answer, be warned.
(*There's a playful edge to zeir words, edged with concern. Six is sick, after all. Maybe zey should hold back on the teasing?*)
[Chance turned away further, pretending to not hear zem.]
[Six attempted to laugh, but was interrupted by his own coughing. Damn it.]
[He resorted to a whisper, still smiling.]
both are cool. uh. i guess raspberry? feeling kinda raspberry right now
Good answer, sunspot.
(*Six gets the feeling that zey would have said that either way.
Guarav pats him on the back and pass over a raspberry sorbet with a plastic spoon.
Zey.. pretend not to notice Chance's indifference. Zey're frowning, though. Guarav wipes the frown off zeir face and turns to Six with a smile, and digs into some sorbet with zeir pal.*)
[Six put a spoonful in his mouth.]
[He was bouncing in place a little, partially to distract himself from his body hurting all over, partially because he was happy to see his friend.]
[Something hit Guardie on zeir leg. Then again. And again.]
[It was... A tail? Did Six always have a tail?]
[...either way, it was wagging.]
[...]
[Chance stood up and walked up to the kitchen counter. He opened a cabinet, looking for something.]
...Lil buddy?
(*Guarav reached out for the tail.*)
[The tail didn't stop wagging. Maybe even became a little faster.]
yeah?
[Six didn't seem to notice what his tail was doing. Or the tail itself, for that matter.]
(*Guarav ran a finger along the grooves of the poker chip at the tip of Six's tail.*)
Ya.. ya tail's waggin?
[Six twitched as the tail was touched.]
huh- what? i don't. have a...?
[She noticed the new appendage and grabbed it.]
...how long has that been there???
[As soon as she let it go, it went back to wagging, hitting Guardie again.]
oh, shoot- my bad.
[They grabbed the tail again and put it under themself to stop it from moving.]
Took you long enough to notice.
[Chance was still looking in the cabinet. From here, a tail not unlike Six's was visible.]
wh- did you give it to me??
What?? No. I just noticed it before you did. And also got one, I guess. It's weird.
(*Guarav says nothing to Chance, and touches the tip of the tail again before pulling zeir hand back.*)
Neat. Wish I's had onea dose m'self. Make it easier ta draw fer longer.
...Kinda cute, too.
[Six giggled.]
pff, don't say that!! im like. cool and nonchalant and shit. not cute.
[Despite him saying that, the end of the tail started wagging again.]
[Chance finally took out a box from the cabinet. Then took the electric kettle from the counter and started filling it with water.]
Oh, yeah, yer just soooooo nonchalant 'n shit, huh? Sureee.
(*Guarav pats Six on the head.*)
Super nonchalant.
[Six rolled its eyes, but didn't pull away. Instead he leaned onto Guardie's side, relaxing his whole body.]
you're lucky i like you, or i would've, uh..... destroyed you or something. i dunno.
[They coughed again.]
ugh.... fucking hell. this sucks. hate being sick.
[Chance was seemingly doing the rest of the steps needed to make tea.]
(*Guarav kept going with the affection, but pulled away after a moment.*)
Hol up, jus' gotta make sure youse got somethin fer tha tea.
(*Zey blow a kiss in a joking manner to Six and walk over to where Chance was making the tea.*)
Yo, does this lil shit have any honey? The fella don't stock up on much, I assumed. Got some honey packets for 'im if ya need.
(*Despite it absolutely being an insult, Guarav says "lil shit" with a considerable amount of fondness. Zey hold up a few packets of honey saved from a local diner.*)
[Six looked a bit disappointed when Guarav stood up, but didn't say anything.]
[Chance froze for a moment, then reached out its hand to take the packets.]
Uh. Mhm.
[She gave a polite smile, even if it looked a bit strained.]
Probably better for a sore throat than just sugar, huh?
[He turned back around, his posture a bit more tense now.]
Thanks.
Yeah, no prob man. Jus' wanna make sure he gets better quicker. Also, it jus' helps wit throat pain. I mean, y'know dat. Uh. Yeah. Goin back now.
(*Guarav shuffles away awkwardly, noticing the tenseness in the air around Chance. Zey walk back over and plop zemself beside Six, affectionately patting her head.*)
Y'good, sunnies?
yep. all good. as i can be right now, i mean.
[He leaned onto zem again, unconsciously wrapping his tail around zeir arm.]
[Chance was just waiting for the tea to be ready now. He glanced at the two, but looked away immediately.]
Ah. Right.
(*Guarav pats his head again, for comfort.
...Then, her tail wraps around that arm.
....
Zey won't be making it out of this apartment alive.
Guarav considers signaling Chance for help, but it doesn't seem to like zem all too much. Backup is a no-go. Zey have to survive. By zemself.
...Zey decide to soak it up while zey can, and give Six a mini-hug, trying to cheer them up a little.*)
heheh...
[Six seemed to be enjoying this a little too much, closing its eyes just to enjoy the touch. Seems like whatever temperature Guardie was, it was comforting.]
...uh. thanks. for coming. by the way. i appreciate it. like, a lot.
you're. uh. you're awesome, man.
Th.. Thanks, dude. And yer welcome.
(*Zey freeze in place, and try to stay still and Six melts into the hug.*)
W-want me ta like, put on a show 'r somethin?
huh? uh, if you want?
[Chance came up to the couch and gave both of them two mugs of tea.]
[Six's tea was mixed with cold water, as he didn't like burning hot stuff.]
[Guardie's tea was... Average. Just tea. Chance didn't know what zey liked.]
[Both had a packet of honey in them.]
[Without a word, Chance went back to the counter, not bothering to pour himself anything.]
oh, sweet!
[Six pulled away a bit to get the mug, her tail still wrapped around Guarav's arm. She didn't seem to notice.]
Thanks, man.
(*Guarav tris to meet Chance's eye, but fail to do so. Zey fiddle with zeir mug a little before taking a sip and getting out zeir computer to set up a show for them to watch.*)
Nostalgic, eh? Always feels like we's settin' up a show when onea our senses're fucked.
(*The Igneous incident. It need not be restated, for a it is never forgotten. Or something. Guarav doesn't know, zey never played any Zelda games.*)
Whaddaya thinkin, sunspot?
[Chance glanced at Guardie briefly, but looked away. She figured she wasn't very wanted here.]
heheh, i guess.
[Six leaned back onto the couch cushions.]
man, fucking... igneous. wonder how she's doing. been a bit.
...huh? oh uh, the show? um. i don't really care. something simple. just to relax.
Yeah she's... well, her and Obsidian've been hashin' it out, I hear.
(*Zey tap zeir chin.. what to put on?*)
Hmm. Uh.. well, dere's this one show I's been meanin' ta watch, 'n its pretty light-hearted...
(*Welp. It's object show time.*)
...huh.
[He moved a bit closer to zem again, taking a sip of his tea.]
yeah, sure. sounds good.
Yo! M'here wit some sorbet. Y'gonna let me in, hot shot?
(*There's some knocking on the door. A familiar voice swathed in pink's behind it. You'll never guess who! Does Six answer the door?*)
(@no1-guardie-palsie)
[Six doesn't. The door is opened by someone else before he could stand up.]
[It was Chance. She didn't say anything, just nodded and moved out of the way so Guarav could come in. Seems like it's already been told about zem coming.]
yoooooooo, rava, what's upppp!!!
[Six was lying on the couch, lower half of him covered by a blanket. His shades were off, it probably wasn't very comfortable to lie down in those.]
[Next to the couch were a couple small bags, presumably the stuff that Chance brought.]
[He sat up, freeing up space for Guardie on the couch.]
[Chance was sitting on a chair nearby, looking away from the two.]
(*Guarav opens the door, toting a plastic bag of some mini-sorbet cups. Zey're wearing a casual outfit for zem, a pink tracksuit with a cute cropped top and the matching jacket wrapped around zeir waist. There are patches all along the pants, though. A sign of zeir typical flair.
Guardie walks over to the couch by Six.*)
Hey hey hey, sunnies!
(*Zey glance at Chance before moving to sit down with Six, and ruffle the top of their head as is tradition.*)
Nice pink, by da way.
(*Zeir focus immediately snaps back to Six, taking out some sorbet cups and plastic spoons for the both of them.*)
You more of a raspberry or a strawberry fella? Dere's a right answer, be warned.
(*There's a playful edge to zeir words, edged with concern. Six is sick, after all. Maybe zey should hold back on the teasing?*)
[Chance turned away further, pretending to not hear zem.]
[Six attempted to laugh, but was interrupted by his own coughing. Damn it.]
[He resorted to a whisper, still smiling.]
both are cool. uh. i guess raspberry? feeling kinda raspberry right now
Good answer, sunspot.
(*Six gets the feeling that zey would have said that either way.
Guarav pats him on the back and pass over a raspberry sorbet with a plastic spoon.
Zey.. pretend not to notice Chance's indifference. Zey're frowning, though. Guarav wipes the frown off zeir face and turns to Six with a smile, and digs into some sorbet with zeir pal.*)
[Six put a spoonful in his mouth.]
[He was bouncing in place a little, partially to distract himself from his body hurting all over, partially because he was happy to see his friend.]
[Something hit Guardie on zeir leg. Then again. And again.]
[It was... A tail? Did Six always have a tail?]
[...either way, it was wagging.]
[...]
[Chance stood up and walked up to the kitchen counter. He opened a cabinet, looking for something.]
...Lil buddy?
(*Guarav reached out for the tail.*)
[The tail didn't stop wagging. Maybe even became a little faster.]
yeah?
[Six didn't seem to notice what his tail was doing. Or the tail itself, for that matter.]
(*Guarav ran a finger along the grooves of the poker chip at the tip of Six's tail.*)
Ya.. ya tail's waggin?
[Six twitched as the tail was touched.]
huh- what? i don't. have a...?
[She noticed the new appendage and grabbed it.]
...how long has that been there???
[As soon as she let it go, it went back to wagging, hitting Guardie again.]
oh, shoot- my bad.
[They grabbed the tail again and put it under themself to stop it from moving.]
Took you long enough to notice.
[Chance was still looking in the cabinet. From here, a tail not unlike Six's was visible.]
wh- did you give it to me??
What?? No. I just noticed it before you did. And also got one, I guess. It's weird.
(*Guarav says nothing to Chance, and touches the tip of the tail again before pulling zeir hand back.*)
Neat. Wish I's had onea dose m'self. Make it easier ta draw fer longer.
...Kinda cute, too.
[Six giggled.]
pff, don't say that!! im like. cool and nonchalant and shit. not cute.
[Despite him saying that, the end of the tail started wagging again.]
[Chance finally took out a box from the cabinet. Then took the electric kettle from the counter and started filling it with water.]
Oh, yeah, yer just soooooo nonchalant 'n shit, huh? Sureee.
(*Guarav pats Six on the head.*)
Super nonchalant.
[Six rolled its eyes, but didn't pull away. Instead he leaned onto Guardie's side, relaxing his whole body.]
you're lucky i like you, or i would've, uh..... destroyed you or something. i dunno.
[They coughed again.]
ugh.... fucking hell. this sucks. hate being sick.
[Chance was seemingly doing the rest of the steps needed to make tea.]
(*Guarav kept going with the affection, but pulled away after a moment.*)
Hol up, jus' gotta make sure youse got somethin fer tha tea.
(*Zey blow a kiss in a joking manner to Six and walk over to where Chance was making the tea.*)
Yo, does this lil shit have any honey? The fella don't stock up on much, I assumed. Got some honey packets for 'im if ya need.
(*Despite it absolutely being an insult, Guarav says "lil shit" with a considerable amount of fondness. Zey hold up a few packets of honey saved from a local diner.*)
[Six looked a bit disappointed when Guarav stood up, but didn't say anything.]
[Chance froze for a moment, then reached out its hand to take the packets.]
Uh. Mhm.
[She gave a polite smile, even if it looked a bit strained.]
Probably better for a sore throat than just sugar, huh?
[He turned back around, his posture a bit more tense now.]
Thanks.
Yeah, no prob man. Jus' wanna make sure he gets better quicker. Also, it jus' helps wit throat pain. I mean, y'know dat. Uh. Yeah. Goin back now.
(*Guarav shuffles away awkwardly, noticing the tenseness in the air around Chance. Zey walk back over and plop zemself beside Six, affectionately patting her head.*)
Y'good, sunnies?
yep. all good. as i can be right now, i mean.
[He leaned onto zem again, unconsciously wrapping his tail around zeir arm.]
[Chance was just waiting for the tea to be ready now. He glanced at the two, but looked away immediately.]
Ah. Right.
(*Guarav pats his head again, for comfort.
...Then, her tail wraps around that arm.
....
Zey won't be making it out of this apartment alive.
Guarav considers signaling Chance for help, but it doesn't seem to like zem all too much. Backup is a no-go. Zey have to survive. By zemself.
...Zey decide to soak it up while zey can, and give Six a mini-hug, trying to cheer them up a little.*)
heheh...
[Six seemed to be enjoying this a little too much, closing its eyes just to enjoy the touch. Seems like whatever temperature Guardie was, it was comforting.]
...uh. thanks. for coming. by the way. i appreciate it. like, a lot.
you're. uh. you're awesome, man.
Th.. Thanks, dude. And yer welcome.
(*Zey freeze in place, and try to stay still and Six melts into the hug.*)
W-want me ta like, put on a show 'r somethin?
huh? uh, if you want?
[Chance came up to the couch and gave both of them two mugs of tea.]
[Six's tea was mixed with cold water, as he didn't like burning hot stuff.]
[Guardie's tea was... Average. Just tea. Chance didn't know what zey liked.]
[Both had a packet of honey in them.]
[Without a word, Chance went back to the counter, not bothering to pour himself anything.]
oh, sweet!
[Six pulled away a bit to get the mug, her tail still wrapped around Guarav's arm. She didn't seem to notice.]
Thanks, man.
(*Guarav tris to meet Chance's eye, but fail to do so. Zey fiddle with zeir mug a little before taking a sip and getting out zeir computer to set up a show for them to watch.*)
Nostalgic, eh? Always feels like we's settin' up a show when onea our senses're fucked.
(*The Igneous incident. It need not be restated, for a it is never forgotten. Or something. Guarav doesn't know, zey never played any Zelda games.*)
Whaddaya thinkin, sunspot?
[Chance glanced at Guardie briefly, but looked away. She figured she wasn't very wanted here.]
heheh, i guess.
[Six leaned back onto the couch cushions.]
man, fucking... igneous. wonder how she's doing. been a bit.
...huh? oh uh, the show? um. i don't really care. something simple. just to relax.
Yo! M'here wit some sorbet. Y'gonna let me in, hot shot?
(*There's some knocking on the door. A familiar voice swathed in pink's behind it. You'll never guess who! Does Six answer the door?*)
(@no1-guardie-palsie)
[Six doesn't. The door is opened by someone else before he could stand up.]
[It was Chance. She didn't say anything, just nodded and moved out of the way so Guarav could come in. Seems like it's already been told about zem coming.]
yoooooooo, rava, what's upppp!!!
[Six was lying on the couch, lower half of him covered by a blanket. His shades were off, it probably wasn't very comfortable to lie down in those.]
[Next to the couch were a couple small bags, presumably the stuff that Chance brought.]
[He sat up, freeing up space for Guardie on the couch.]
[Chance was sitting on a chair nearby, looking away from the two.]
(*Guarav opens the door, toting a plastic bag of some mini-sorbet cups. Zey're wearing a casual outfit for zem, a pink tracksuit with a cute cropped top and the matching jacket wrapped around zeir waist. There are patches all along the pants, though. A sign of zeir typical flair.
Guardie walks over to the couch by Six.*)
Hey hey hey, sunnies!
(*Zey glance at Chance before moving to sit down with Six, and ruffle the top of their head as is tradition.*)
Nice pink, by da way.
(*Zeir focus immediately snaps back to Six, taking out some sorbet cups and plastic spoons for the both of them.*)
You more of a raspberry or a strawberry fella? Dere's a right answer, be warned.
(*There's a playful edge to zeir words, edged with concern. Six is sick, after all. Maybe zey should hold back on the teasing?*)
[Chance turned away further, pretending to not hear zem.]
[Six attempted to laugh, but was interrupted by his own coughing. Damn it.]
[He resorted to a whisper, still smiling.]
both are cool. uh. i guess raspberry? feeling kinda raspberry right now
Good answer, sunspot.
(*Six gets the feeling that zey would have said that either way.
Guarav pats him on the back and pass over a raspberry sorbet with a plastic spoon.
Zey.. pretend not to notice Chance's indifference. Zey're frowning, though. Guarav wipes the frown off zeir face and turns to Six with a smile, and digs into some sorbet with zeir pal.*)
[Six put a spoonful in his mouth.]
[He was bouncing in place a little, partially to distract himself from his body hurting all over, partially because he was happy to see his friend.]
[Something hit Guardie on zeir leg. Then again. And again.]
[It was... A tail? Did Six always have a tail?]
[...either way, it was wagging.]
[...]
[Chance stood up and walked up to the kitchen counter. He opened a cabinet, looking for something.]
...Lil buddy?
(*Guarav reached out for the tail.*)
[The tail didn't stop wagging. Maybe even became a little faster.]
yeah?
[Six didn't seem to notice what his tail was doing. Or the tail itself, for that matter.]
(*Guarav ran a finger along the grooves of the poker chip at the tip of Six's tail.*)
Ya.. ya tail's waggin?
[Six twitched as the tail was touched.]
huh- what? i don't. have a...?
[She noticed the new appendage and grabbed it.]
...how long has that been there???
[As soon as she let it go, it went back to wagging, hitting Guardie again.]
oh, shoot- my bad.
[They grabbed the tail again and put it under themself to stop it from moving.]
Took you long enough to notice.
[Chance was still looking in the cabinet. From here, a tail not unlike Six's was visible.]
wh- did you give it to me??
What?? No. I just noticed it before you did. And also got one, I guess. It's weird.
(*Guarav says nothing to Chance, and touches the tip of the tail again before pulling zeir hand back.*)
Neat. Wish I's had onea dose m'self. Make it easier ta draw fer longer.
...Kinda cute, too.
[Six giggled.]
pff, don't say that!! im like. cool and nonchalant and shit. not cute.
[Despite him saying that, the end of the tail started wagging again.]
[Chance finally took out a box from the cabinet. Then took the electric kettle from the counter and started filling it with water.]
Oh, yeah, yer just soooooo nonchalant 'n shit, huh? Sureee.
(*Guarav pats Six on the head.*)
Super nonchalant.
[Six rolled its eyes, but didn't pull away. Instead he leaned onto Guardie's side, relaxing his whole body.]
you're lucky i like you, or i would've, uh..... destroyed you or something. i dunno.
[They coughed again.]
ugh.... fucking hell. this sucks. hate being sick.
[Chance was seemingly doing the rest of the steps needed to make tea.]
(*Guarav kept going with the affection, but pulled away after a moment.*)
Hol up, jus' gotta make sure youse got somethin fer tha tea.
(*Zey blow a kiss in a joking manner to Six and walk over to where Chance was making the tea.*)
Yo, does this lil shit have any honey? The fella don't stock up on much, I assumed. Got some honey packets for 'im if ya need.
(*Despite it absolutely being an insult, Guarav says "lil shit" with a considerable amount of fondness. Zey hold up a few packets of honey saved from a local diner.*)
[Six looked a bit disappointed when Guarav stood up, but didn't say anything.]
[Chance froze for a moment, then reached out its hand to take the packets.]
Uh. Mhm.
[She gave a polite smile, even if it looked a bit strained.]
Probably better for a sore throat than just sugar, huh?
[He turned back around, his posture a bit more tense now.]
Thanks.
Yeah, no prob man. Jus' wanna make sure he gets better quicker. Also, it jus' helps wit throat pain. I mean, y'know dat. Uh. Yeah. Goin back now.
(*Guarav shuffles away awkwardly, noticing the tenseness in the air around Chance. Zey walk back over and plop zemself beside Six, affectionately patting her head.*)
Y'good, sunnies?
yep. all good. as i can be right now, i mean.
[He leaned onto zem again, unconsciously wrapping his tail around zeir arm.]
[Chance was just waiting for the tea to be ready now. He glanced at the two, but looked away immediately.]
Ah. Right.
(*Guarav pats his head again, for comfort.
...Then, her tail wraps around that arm.
....
Zey won't be making it out of this apartment alive.
Guarav considers signaling Chance for help, but it doesn't seem to like zem all too much. Backup is a no-go. Zey have to survive. By zemself.
...Zey decide to soak it up while zey can, and give Six a mini-hug, trying to cheer them up a little.*)
heheh...
[Six seemed to be enjoying this a little too much, closing its eyes just to enjoy the touch. Seems like whatever temperature Guardie was, it was comforting.]
...uh. thanks. for coming. by the way. i appreciate it. like, a lot.
you're. uh. you're awesome, man.
Th.. Thanks, dude. And yer welcome.
(*Zey freeze in place, and try to stay still and Six melts into the hug.*)
W-want me ta like, put on a show 'r somethin?
huh? uh, if you want?
[Chance came up to the couch and gave both of them two mugs of tea.]
[Six's tea was mixed with cold water, as he didn't like burning hot stuff.]
[Guardie's tea was... Average. Just tea. Chance didn't know what zey liked.]
[Both had a packet of honey in them.]
[Without a word, Chance went back to the counter, not bothering to pour himself anything.]
oh, sweet!
[Six pulled away a bit to get the mug, her tail still wrapped around Guarav's arm. She didn't seem to notice.]
Yo! M'here wit some sorbet. Y'gonna let me in, hot shot?
(*There's some knocking on the door. A familiar voice swathed in pink's behind it. You'll never guess who! Does Six answer the door?*)
(@no1-guardie-palsie)
[Six doesn't. The door is opened by someone else before he could stand up.]
[It was Chance. She didn't say anything, just nodded and moved out of the way so Guarav could come in. Seems like it's already been told about zem coming.]
yoooooooo, rava, what's upppp!!!
[Six was lying on the couch, lower half of him covered by a blanket. His shades were off, it probably wasn't very comfortable to lie down in those.]
[Next to the couch were a couple small bags, presumably the stuff that Chance brought.]
[He sat up, freeing up space for Guardie on the couch.]
[Chance was sitting on a chair nearby, looking away from the two.]
(*Guarav opens the door, toting a plastic bag of some mini-sorbet cups. Zey're wearing a casual outfit for zem, a pink tracksuit with a cute cropped top and the matching jacket wrapped around zeir waist. There are patches all along the pants, though. A sign of zeir typical flair.
Guardie walks over to the couch by Six.*)
Hey hey hey, sunnies!
(*Zey glance at Chance before moving to sit down with Six, and ruffle the top of their head as is tradition.*)
Nice pink, by da way.
(*Zeir focus immediately snaps back to Six, taking out some sorbet cups and plastic spoons for the both of them.*)
You more of a raspberry or a strawberry fella? Dere's a right answer, be warned.
(*There's a playful edge to zeir words, edged with concern. Six is sick, after all. Maybe zey should hold back on the teasing?*)
[Chance turned away further, pretending to not hear zem.]
[Six attempted to laugh, but was interrupted by his own coughing. Damn it.]
[He resorted to a whisper, still smiling.]
both are cool. uh. i guess raspberry? feeling kinda raspberry right now
Good answer, sunspot.
(*Six gets the feeling that zey would have said that either way.
Guarav pats him on the back and pass over a raspberry sorbet with a plastic spoon.
Zey.. pretend not to notice Chance's indifference. Zey're frowning, though. Guarav wipes the frown off zeir face and turns to Six with a smile, and digs into some sorbet with zeir pal.*)
[Six put a spoonful in his mouth.]
[He was bouncing in place a little, partially to distract himself from his body hurting all over, partially because he was happy to see his friend.]
[Something hit Guardie on zeir leg. Then again. And again.]
[It was... A tail? Did Six always have a tail?]
[...either way, it was wagging.]
[...]
[Chance stood up and walked up to the kitchen counter. He opened a cabinet, looking for something.]
...Lil buddy?
(*Guarav reached out for the tail.*)
[The tail didn't stop wagging. Maybe even became a little faster.]
yeah?
[Six didn't seem to notice what his tail was doing. Or the tail itself, for that matter.]
(*Guarav ran a finger along the grooves of the poker chip at the tip of Six's tail.*)
Ya.. ya tail's waggin?
[Six twitched as the tail was touched.]
huh- what? i don't. have a...?
[She noticed the new appendage and grabbed it.]
...how long has that been there???
[As soon as she let it go, it went back to wagging, hitting Guardie again.]
oh, shoot- my bad.
[They grabbed the tail again and put it under themself to stop it from moving.]
Took you long enough to notice.
[Chance was still looking in the cabinet. From here, a tail not unlike Six's was visible.]
wh- did you give it to me??
What?? No. I just noticed it before you did. And also got one, I guess. It's weird.
(*Guarav says nothing to Chance, and touches the tip of the tail again before pulling zeir hand back.*)
Neat. Wish I's had onea dose m'self. Make it easier ta draw fer longer.
...Kinda cute, too.
[Six giggled.]
pff, don't say that!! im like. cool and nonchalant and shit. not cute.
[Despite him saying that, the end of the tail started wagging again.]
[Chance finally took out a box from the cabinet. Then took the electric kettle from the counter and started filling it with water.]
Oh, yeah, yer just soooooo nonchalant 'n shit, huh? Sureee.
(*Guarav pats Six on the head.*)
Super nonchalant.
[Six rolled its eyes, but didn't pull away. Instead he leaned onto Guardie's side, relaxing his whole body.]
you're lucky i like you, or i would've, uh..... destroyed you or something. i dunno.
[They coughed again.]
ugh.... fucking hell. this sucks. hate being sick.
[Chance was seemingly doing the rest of the steps needed to make tea.]
(*Guarav kept going with the affection, but pulled away after a moment.*)
Hol up, jus' gotta make sure youse got somethin fer tha tea.
(*Zey blow a kiss in a joking manner to Six and walk over to where Chance was making the tea.*)
Yo, does this lil shit have any honey? The fella don't stock up on much, I assumed. Got some honey packets for 'im if ya need.
(*Despite it absolutely being an insult, Guarav says "lil shit" with a considerable amount of fondness. Zey hold up a few packets of honey saved from a local diner.*)
[Six looked a bit disappointed when Guarav stood up, but didn't say anything.]
[Chance froze for a moment, then reached out its hand to take the packets.]
Uh. Mhm.
[She gave a polite smile, even if it looked a bit strained.]
Probably better for a sore throat than just sugar, huh?
[He turned back around, his posture a bit more tense now.]
Thanks.
Yeah, no prob man. Jus' wanna make sure he gets better quicker. Also, it jus' helps wit throat pain. I mean, y'know dat. Uh. Yeah. Goin back now.
(*Guarav shuffles away awkwardly, noticing the tenseness in the air around Chance. Zey walk back over and plop zemself beside Six, affectionately patting her head.*)
Y'good, sunnies?
yep. all good. as i can be right now, i mean.
[He leaned onto zem again, unconsciously wrapping his tail around zeir arm.]
[Chance was just waiting for the tea to be ready now. He glanced at the two, but looked away immediately.]
Ah. Right.
(*Guarav pats his head again, for comfort.
...Then, her tail wraps around that arm.
....
Zey won't be making it out of this apartment alive.
Guarav considers signaling Chance for help, but it doesn't seem to like zem all too much. Backup is a no-go. Zey have to survive. By zemself.
...Zey decide to soak it up while zey can, and give Six a mini-hug, trying to cheer them up a little.*)
heheh...
[Six seemed to be enjoying this a little too much, closing its eyes just to enjoy the touch. Seems like whatever temperature Guardie was, it was comforting.]
...uh. thanks. for coming. by the way. i appreciate it. like, a lot.
you're. uh. you're awesome, man.
Yo! M'here wit some sorbet. Y'gonna let me in, hot shot?
(*There's some knocking on the door. A familiar voice swathed in pink's behind it. You'll never guess who! Does Six answer the door?*)
(@no1-guardie-palsie)
[Six doesn't. The door is opened by someone else before he could stand up.]
[It was Chance. She didn't say anything, just nodded and moved out of the way so Guarav could come in. Seems like it's already been told about zem coming.]
yoooooooo, rava, what's upppp!!!
[Six was lying on the couch, lower half of him covered by a blanket. His shades were off, it probably wasn't very comfortable to lie down in those.]
[Next to the couch were a couple small bags, presumably the stuff that Chance brought.]
[He sat up, freeing up space for Guardie on the couch.]
[Chance was sitting on a chair nearby, looking away from the two.]
(*Guarav opens the door, toting a plastic bag of some mini-sorbet cups. Zey're wearing a casual outfit for zem, a pink tracksuit with a cute cropped top and the matching jacket wrapped around zeir waist. There are patches all along the pants, though. A sign of zeir typical flair.
Guardie walks over to the couch by Six.*)
Hey hey hey, sunnies!
(*Zey glance at Chance before moving to sit down with Six, and ruffle the top of their head as is tradition.*)
Nice pink, by da way.
(*Zeir focus immediately snaps back to Six, taking out some sorbet cups and plastic spoons for the both of them.*)
You more of a raspberry or a strawberry fella? Dere's a right answer, be warned.
(*There's a playful edge to zeir words, edged with concern. Six is sick, after all. Maybe zey should hold back on the teasing?*)
[Chance turned away further, pretending to not hear zem.]
[Six attempted to laugh, but was interrupted by his own coughing. Damn it.]
[He resorted to a whisper, still smiling.]
both are cool. uh. i guess raspberry? feeling kinda raspberry right now
Good answer, sunspot.
(*Six gets the feeling that zey would have said that either way.
Guarav pats him on the back and pass over a raspberry sorbet with a plastic spoon.
Zey.. pretend not to notice Chance's indifference. Zey're frowning, though. Guarav wipes the frown off zeir face and turns to Six with a smile, and digs into some sorbet with zeir pal.*)
[Six put a spoonful in his mouth.]
[He was bouncing in place a little, partially to distract himself from his body hurting all over, partially because he was happy to see his friend.]
[Something hit Guardie on zeir leg. Then again. And again.]
[It was... A tail? Did Six always have a tail?]
[...either way, it was wagging.]
[...]
[Chance stood up and walked up to the kitchen counter. He opened a cabinet, looking for something.]
...Lil buddy?
(*Guarav reached out for the tail.*)
[The tail didn't stop wagging. Maybe even became a little faster.]
yeah?
[Six didn't seem to notice what his tail was doing. Or the tail itself, for that matter.]
(*Guarav ran a finger along the grooves of the poker chip at the tip of Six's tail.*)
Ya.. ya tail's waggin?
[Six twitched as the tail was touched.]
huh- what? i don't. have a...?
[She noticed the new appendage and grabbed it.]
...how long has that been there???
[As soon as she let it go, it went back to wagging, hitting Guardie again.]
oh, shoot- my bad.
[They grabbed the tail again and put it under themself to stop it from moving.]
Took you long enough to notice.
[Chance was still looking in the cabinet. From here, a tail not unlike Six's was visible.]
wh- did you give it to me??
What?? No. I just noticed it before you did. And also got one, I guess. It's weird.
(*Guarav says nothing to Chance, and touches the tip of the tail again before pulling zeir hand back.*)
Neat. Wish I's had onea dose m'self. Make it easier ta draw fer longer.
...Kinda cute, too.
[Six giggled.]
pff, don't say that!! im like. cool and nonchalant and shit. not cute.
[Despite him saying that, the end of the tail started wagging again.]
[Chance finally took out a box from the cabinet. Then took the electric kettle from the counter and started filling it with water.]
Oh, yeah, yer just soooooo nonchalant 'n shit, huh? Sureee.
(*Guarav pats Six on the head.*)
Super nonchalant.
[Six rolled its eyes, but didn't pull away. Instead he leaned onto Guardie's side, relaxing his whole body.]
you're lucky i like you, or i would've, uh..... destroyed you or something. i dunno.
[They coughed again.]
ugh.... fucking hell. this sucks. hate being sick.
[Chance was seemingly doing the rest of the steps needed to make tea.]
(*Guarav kept going with the affection, but pulled away after a moment.*)
Hol up, jus' gotta make sure youse got somethin fer tha tea.
(*Zey blow a kiss in a joking manner to Six and walk over to where Chance was making the tea.*)
Yo, does this lil shit have any honey? The fella don't stock up on much, I assumed. Got some honey packets for 'im if ya need.
(*Despite it absolutely being an insult, Guarav says "lil shit" with a considerable amount of fondness. Zey hold up a few packets of honey saved from a local diner.*)
[Six looked a bit disappointed when Guarav stood up, but didn't say anything.]
[Chance froze for a moment, then reached out its hand to take the packets.]
Uh. Mhm.
[She gave a polite smile, even if it looked a bit strained.]
Probably better for a sore throat than just sugar, huh?
[He turned back around, his posture a bit more tense now.]
Thanks.
Yeah, no prob man. Jus' wanna make sure he gets better quicker. Also, it jus' helps wit throat pain. I mean, y'know dat. Uh. Yeah. Goin back now.
(*Guarav shuffles away awkwardly, noticing the tenseness in the air around Chance. Zey walk back over and plop zemself beside Six, affectionately patting her head.*)
Y'good, sunnies?
yep. all good. as i can be right now, i mean.
[He leaned onto zem again, unconsciously wrapping his tail around zeir arm.]
[Chance was just waiting for the tea to be ready now. He glanced at the two, but looked away immediately.]
Yo! M'here wit some sorbet. Y'gonna let me in, hot shot?
(*There's some knocking on the door. A familiar voice swathed in pink's behind it. You'll never guess who! Does Six answer the door?*)
(@no1-guardie-palsie)
[Six doesn't. The door is opened by someone else before he could stand up.]
[It was Chance. She didn't say anything, just nodded and moved out of the way so Guarav could come in. Seems like it's already been told about zem coming.]
yoooooooo, rava, what's upppp!!!
[Six was lying on the couch, lower half of him covered by a blanket. His shades were off, it probably wasn't very comfortable to lie down in those.]
[Next to the couch were a couple small bags, presumably the stuff that Chance brought.]
[He sat up, freeing up space for Guardie on the couch.]
[Chance was sitting on a chair nearby, looking away from the two.]
(*Guarav opens the door, toting a plastic bag of some mini-sorbet cups. Zey're wearing a casual outfit for zem, a pink tracksuit with a cute cropped top and the matching jacket wrapped around zeir waist. There are patches all along the pants, though. A sign of zeir typical flair.
Guardie walks over to the couch by Six.*)
Hey hey hey, sunnies!
(*Zey glance at Chance before moving to sit down with Six, and ruffle the top of their head as is tradition.*)
Nice pink, by da way.
(*Zeir focus immediately snaps back to Six, taking out some sorbet cups and plastic spoons for the both of them.*)
You more of a raspberry or a strawberry fella? Dere's a right answer, be warned.
(*There's a playful edge to zeir words, edged with concern. Six is sick, after all. Maybe zey should hold back on the teasing?*)
[Chance turned away further, pretending to not hear zem.]
[Six attempted to laugh, but was interrupted by his own coughing. Damn it.]
[He resorted to a whisper, still smiling.]
both are cool. uh. i guess raspberry? feeling kinda raspberry right now
Good answer, sunspot.
(*Six gets the feeling that zey would have said that either way.
Guarav pats him on the back and pass over a raspberry sorbet with a plastic spoon.
Zey.. pretend not to notice Chance's indifference. Zey're frowning, though. Guarav wipes the frown off zeir face and turns to Six with a smile, and digs into some sorbet with zeir pal.*)
[Six put a spoonful in his mouth.]
[He was bouncing in place a little, partially to distract himself from his body hurting all over, partially because he was happy to see his friend.]
[Something hit Guardie on zeir leg. Then again. And again.]
[It was... A tail? Did Six always have a tail?]
[...either way, it was wagging.]
[...]
[Chance stood up and walked up to the kitchen counter. He opened a cabinet, looking for something.]
...Lil buddy?
(*Guarav reached out for the tail.*)
[The tail didn't stop wagging. Maybe even became a little faster.]
yeah?
[Six didn't seem to notice what his tail was doing. Or the tail itself, for that matter.]
(*Guarav ran a finger along the grooves of the poker chip at the tip of Six's tail.*)
Ya.. ya tail's waggin?
[Six twitched as the tail was touched.]
huh- what? i don't. have a...?
[She noticed the new appendage and grabbed it.]
...how long has that been there???
[As soon as she let it go, it went back to wagging, hitting Guardie again.]
oh, shoot- my bad.
[They grabbed the tail again and put it under themself to stop it from moving.]
Took you long enough to notice.
[Chance was still looking in the cabinet. From here, a tail not unlike Six's was visible.]
wh- did you give it to me??
What?? No. I just noticed it before you did. And also got one, I guess. It's weird.
(*Guarav says nothing to Chance, and touches the tip of the tail again before pulling zeir hand back.*)
Neat. Wish I's had onea dose m'self. Make it easier ta draw fer longer.
...Kinda cute, too.
[Six giggled.]
pff, don't say that!! im like. cool and nonchalant and shit. not cute.
[Despite him saying that, the end of the tail started wagging again.]
[Chance finally took out a box from the cabinet. Then took the electric kettle from the counter and started filling it with water.]
Oh, yeah, yer just soooooo nonchalant 'n shit, huh? Sureee.
(*Guarav pats Six on the head.*)
Super nonchalant.
[Six rolled its eyes, but didn't pull away. Instead he leaned onto Guardie's side, relaxing his whole body.]
you're lucky i like you, or i would've, uh..... destroyed you or something. i dunno.
[They coughed again.]
ugh.... fucking hell. this sucks. hate being sick.
[Chance was seemingly doing the rest of the steps needed to make tea.]
Yo! M'here wit some sorbet. Y'gonna let me in, hot shot?
(*There's some knocking on the door. A familiar voice swathed in pink's behind it. You'll never guess who! Does Six answer the door?*)
(@no1-guardie-palsie)
[Six doesn't. The door is opened by someone else before he could stand up.]
[It was Chance. She didn't say anything, just nodded and moved out of the way so Guarav could come in. Seems like it's already been told about zem coming.]
yoooooooo, rava, what's upppp!!!
[Six was lying on the couch, lower half of him covered by a blanket. His shades were off, it probably wasn't very comfortable to lie down in those.]
[Next to the couch were a couple small bags, presumably the stuff that Chance brought.]
[He sat up, freeing up space for Guardie on the couch.]
[Chance was sitting on a chair nearby, looking away from the two.]
(*Guarav opens the door, toting a plastic bag of some mini-sorbet cups. Zey're wearing a casual outfit for zem, a pink tracksuit with a cute cropped top and the matching jacket wrapped around zeir waist. There are patches all along the pants, though. A sign of zeir typical flair.
Guardie walks over to the couch by Six.*)
Hey hey hey, sunnies!
(*Zey glance at Chance before moving to sit down with Six, and ruffle the top of their head as is tradition.*)
Nice pink, by da way.
(*Zeir focus immediately snaps back to Six, taking out some sorbet cups and plastic spoons for the both of them.*)
You more of a raspberry or a strawberry fella? Dere's a right answer, be warned.
(*There's a playful edge to zeir words, edged with concern. Six is sick, after all. Maybe zey should hold back on the teasing?*)
[Chance turned away further, pretending to not hear zem.]
[Six attempted to laugh, but was interrupted by his own coughing. Damn it.]
[He resorted to a whisper, still smiling.]
both are cool. uh. i guess raspberry? feeling kinda raspberry right now
Good answer, sunspot.
(*Six gets the feeling that zey would have said that either way.
Guarav pats him on the back and pass over a raspberry sorbet with a plastic spoon.
Zey.. pretend not to notice Chance's indifference. Zey're frowning, though. Guarav wipes the frown off zeir face and turns to Six with a smile, and digs into some sorbet with zeir pal.*)
[Six put a spoonful in his mouth.]
[He was bouncing in place a little, partially to distract himself from his body hurting all over, partially because he was happy to see his friend.]
[Something hit Guardie on zeir leg. Then again. And again.]
[It was... A tail? Did Six always have a tail?]
[...either way, it was wagging.]
[...]
[Chance stood up and walked up to the kitchen counter. He opened a cabinet, looking for something.]
...Lil buddy?
(*Guarav reached out for the tail.*)
[The tail didn't stop wagging. Maybe even became a little faster.]
yeah?
[Six didn't seem to notice what his tail was doing. Or the tail itself, for that matter.]
(*Guarav ran a finger along the grooves of the poker chip at the tip of Six's tail.*)
Ya.. ya tail's waggin?
[Six twitched as the tail was touched.]
huh- what? i don't. have a...?
[She noticed the new appendage and grabbed it.]
...how long has that been there???
[As soon as she let it go, it went back to wagging, hitting Guardie again.]
oh, shoot- my bad.
[They grabbed the tail again and put it under themself to stop it from moving.]
Took you long enough to notice.
[Chance was still looking in the cabinet. From here, a tail not unlike Six's was visible.]
wh- did you give it to me??
What?? No. I just noticed it before you did. And also got one, I guess. It's weird.
(*Guarav says nothing to Chance, and touches the tip of the tail again before pulling zeir hand back.*)
Neat. Wish I's had onea dose m'self. Make it easier ta draw fer longer.
...Kinda cute, too.
[Six giggled.]
pff, don't say that!! im like. cool and nonchalant and shit. not cute.
[Despite him saying that, the end of the tail started wagging again.]
[Chance finally took out a box from the cabinet. Then took the electric kettle from the counter and started filling it with water.]
Yo! M'here wit some sorbet. Y'gonna let me in, hot shot?
(*There's some knocking on the door. A familiar voice swathed in pink's behind it. You'll never guess who! Does Six answer the door?*)
(@no1-guardie-palsie)
[Six doesn't. The door is opened by someone else before he could stand up.]
[It was Chance. She didn't say anything, just nodded and moved out of the way so Guarav could come in. Seems like it's already been told about zem coming.]
yoooooooo, rava, what's upppp!!!
[Six was lying on the couch, lower half of him covered by a blanket. His shades were off, it probably wasn't very comfortable to lie down in those.]
[Next to the couch were a couple small bags, presumably the stuff that Chance brought.]
[He sat up, freeing up space for Guardie on the couch.]
[Chance was sitting on a chair nearby, looking away from the two.]
(*Guarav opens the door, toting a plastic bag of some mini-sorbet cups. Zey're wearing a casual outfit for zem, a pink tracksuit with a cute cropped top and the matching jacket wrapped around zeir waist. There are patches all along the pants, though. A sign of zeir typical flair.
Guardie walks over to the couch by Six.*)
Hey hey hey, sunnies!
(*Zey glance at Chance before moving to sit down with Six, and ruffle the top of their head as is tradition.*)
Nice pink, by da way.
(*Zeir focus immediately snaps back to Six, taking out some sorbet cups and plastic spoons for the both of them.*)
You more of a raspberry or a strawberry fella? Dere's a right answer, be warned.
(*There's a playful edge to zeir words, edged with concern. Six is sick, after all. Maybe zey should hold back on the teasing?*)
[Chance turned away further, pretending to not hear zem.]
[Six attempted to laugh, but was interrupted by his own coughing. Damn it.]
[He resorted to a whisper, still smiling.]
both are cool. uh. i guess raspberry? feeling kinda raspberry right now
Good answer, sunspot.
(*Six gets the feeling that zey would have said that either way.
Guarav pats him on the back and pass over a raspberry sorbet with a plastic spoon.
Zey.. pretend not to notice Chance's indifference. Zey're frowning, though. Guarav wipes the frown off zeir face and turns to Six with a smile, and digs into some sorbet with zeir pal.*)
[Six put a spoonful in his mouth.]
[He was bouncing in place a little, partially to distract himself from his body hurting all over, partially because he was happy to see his friend.]
[Something hit Guardie on zeir leg. Then again. And again.]
[It was... A tail? Did Six always have a tail?]
[...either way, it was wagging.]
[...]
[Chance stood up and walked up to the kitchen counter. He opened a cabinet, looking for something.]
...Lil buddy?
(*Guarav reached out for the tail.*)
[The tail didn't stop wagging. Maybe even became a little faster.]
yeah?
[Six didn't seem to notice what his tail was doing. Or the tail itself, for that matter.]
(*Guarav ran a finger along the grooves of the poker chip at the tip of Six's tail.*)
Ya.. ya tail's waggin?
[Six twitched as the tail was touched.]
huh- what? i don't. have a...?
[She noticed the new appendage and grabbed it.]
...how long has that been there???
[As soon as she let it go, it went back to wagging, hitting Guardie again.]
oh, shoot- my bad.
[They grabbed the tail again and put it under themself to stop it from moving.]
Took you long enough to notice.
[Chance was still looking in the cabinet. From here, a tail not unlike Six's was visible.]
wh- did you give it to me??
What?? No. I just noticed it before you did. And also got one, I guess. It's weird.
Yo! M'here wit some sorbet. Y'gonna let me in, hot shot?
(*There's some knocking on the door. A familiar voice swathed in pink's behind it. You'll never guess who! Does Six answer the door?*)
(@no1-guardie-palsie)
[Six doesn't. The door is opened by someone else before he could stand up.]
[It was Chance. She didn't say anything, just nodded and moved out of the way so Guarav could come in. Seems like it's already been told about zem coming.]
yoooooooo, rava, what's upppp!!!
[Six was lying on the couch, lower half of him covered by a blanket. His shades were off, it probably wasn't very comfortable to lie down in those.]
[Next to the couch were a couple small bags, presumably the stuff that Chance brought.]
[He sat up, freeing up space for Guardie on the couch.]
[Chance was sitting on a chair nearby, looking away from the two.]
(*Guarav opens the door, toting a plastic bag of some mini-sorbet cups. Zey're wearing a casual outfit for zem, a pink tracksuit with a cute cropped top and the matching jacket wrapped around zeir waist. There are patches all along the pants, though. A sign of zeir typical flair.
Guardie walks over to the couch by Six.*)
Hey hey hey, sunnies!
(*Zey glance at Chance before moving to sit down with Six, and ruffle the top of their head as is tradition.*)
Nice pink, by da way.
(*Zeir focus immediately snaps back to Six, taking out some sorbet cups and plastic spoons for the both of them.*)
You more of a raspberry or a strawberry fella? Dere's a right answer, be warned.
(*There's a playful edge to zeir words, edged with concern. Six is sick, after all. Maybe zey should hold back on the teasing?*)
[Chance turned away further, pretending to not hear zem.]
[Six attempted to laugh, but was interrupted by his own coughing. Damn it.]
[He resorted to a whisper, still smiling.]
both are cool. uh. i guess raspberry? feeling kinda raspberry right now
Good answer, sunspot.
(*Six gets the feeling that zey would have said that either way.
Guarav pats him on the back and pass over a raspberry sorbet with a plastic spoon.
Zey.. pretend not to notice Chance's indifference. Zey're frowning, though. Guarav wipes the frown off zeir face and turns to Six with a smile, and digs into some sorbet with zeir pal.*)
[Six put a spoonful in his mouth.]
[He was bouncing in place a little, partially to distract himself from his body hurting all over, partially because he was happy to see his friend.]
[Something hit Guardie on zeir leg. Then again. And again.]
[It was... A tail? Did Six always have a tail?]
[...either way, it was wagging.]
[...]
[Chance stood up and walked up to the kitchen counter. He opened a cabinet, looking for something.]
...Lil buddy?
(*Guarav reached out for the tail.*)
[The tail didn't stop wagging. Maybe even became a little faster.]
yeah?
[Six didn't seem to notice what his tail was doing. Or the tail itself, for that matter.]
Yo! M'here wit some sorbet. Y'gonna let me in, hot shot?
(*There's some knocking on the door. A familiar voice swathed in pink's behind it. You'll never guess who! Does Six answer the door?*)
(@no1-guardie-palsie)
[Six doesn't. The door is opened by someone else before he could stand up.]
[It was Chance. She didn't say anything, just nodded and moved out of the way so Guarav could come in. Seems like it's already been told about zem coming.]
yoooooooo, rava, what's upppp!!!
[Six was lying on the couch, lower half of him covered by a blanket. His shades were off, it probably wasn't very comfortable to lie down in those.]
[Next to the couch were a couple small bags, presumably the stuff that Chance brought.]
[He sat up, freeing up space for Guardie on the couch.]
[Chance was sitting on a chair nearby, looking away from the two.]
(*Guarav opens the door, toting a plastic bag of some mini-sorbet cups. Zey're wearing a casual outfit for zem, a pink tracksuit with a cute cropped top and the matching jacket wrapped around zeir waist. There are patches all along the pants, though. A sign of zeir typical flair.
Guardie walks over to the couch by Six.*)
Hey hey hey, sunnies!
(*Zey glance at Chance before moving to sit down with Six, and ruffle the top of their head as is tradition.*)
Nice pink, by da way.
(*Zeir focus immediately snaps back to Six, taking out some sorbet cups and plastic spoons for the both of them.*)
You more of a raspberry or a strawberry fella? Dere's a right answer, be warned.
(*There's a playful edge to zeir words, edged with concern. Six is sick, after all. Maybe zey should hold back on the teasing?*)
[Chance turned away further, pretending to not hear zem.]
[Six attempted to laugh, but was interrupted by his own coughing. Damn it.]
[He resorted to a whisper, still smiling.]
both are cool. uh. i guess raspberry? feeling kinda raspberry right now
Good answer, sunspot.
(*Six gets the feeling that zey would have said that either way.
Guarav pats him on the back and pass over a raspberry sorbet with a plastic spoon.
Zey.. pretend not to notice Chance's indifference. Zey're frowning, though. Guarav wipes the frown off zeir face and turns to Six with a smile, and digs into some sorbet with zeir pal.*)
[Six put a spoonful in his mouth.]
[He was bouncing in place a little, partially to distract himself from his body hurting all over, partially because he was happy to see his friend.]
[Something hit Guardie on zeir leg. Then again. And again.]
[It was... A tail? Did Six always have a tail?]
[...either way, it was wagging.]
[...]
[Chance stood up and walked up to the kitchen counter. He opened a cabinet, looking for something.]
* boxxers first instinct is to enter the observatory.... totally not because it's the first door through the entrance you see.
@boxingglovepips
hey, wait up!
[Six followed him, tugging Guardie along.]
*To almost all onlookers a floating sweater and Chip are running and screaming down the stairs*
[[ The beauty of vandalism and friendship. ]]
[[ Well, they only just met in person, but they’re stealing a bed while screaming so who gives a shit about accuracy. ]]
*From the room where the window broke, the two fly out like bat out of hell.
*A trail of heat follows their path but most of it lies centered on the room like an infected wound.
*What do our onlookers do?
* it nearly jumps out of its skin watching....
* ...his girlfriend and his enemy(?) stealing a mangled bed.
WH- HUH-
WHAT THE FUCK!
* it turns to look at six, alternating between grasping her shoulder and aggressively tapping it, visibly confused.
six are you seeing this???
[Six didn't reply for a second, trying to process what exactly it was seeing.]
...uh. that's. chip, right? that one girl? where is she going.
yeah, i...
why are they stealing a bed. what do-
* he runs a claw down his face, struggling not to laugh.
i need to message her. later. she obviously can't answer now.
(*Guarav , having finally caught up with the rest of the group, stands beside Boxxer and Six.*)
Yo, I miss much?
(*Zey ruffle Boxxer's ears and gives Six a squeeze on the shoulder.*)
[ooc: @ultim8-six-s-or ]
buttons, hey!!
[He gave zem a quick hug, but pulled away pretty quickly.]
not much so far, we were just gonna go through that door.
Siiick. Kay. Uh.
(*Guarav glances between zeir friends.*)
That.. safe??
huh? what do you mean.
Y'know. Da... noises?? I heard somethin' when I's was comin up here, too.
...you mean like... with people stealing the bed or whatever? im not really sure what that's about.
Wadn't dis.. s'posed to be some kinda mystery? Whys they stealin' furniture? Dis some sorta yard sale I didn't know 'bout?
(*Guarav laughs and jostles Six a little bit.*)
i dunno mam, i saw as much as you!
[He tapped Guarav lightly in response, smiling.]
if there was, id bring my couch or something. or money. or anything, really.
uh, i think this is still a mystery thing, yeah. dunno if that's part of it tho.
*To almost all onlookers a floating sweater and Chip are running and screaming down the stairs*
[[ The beauty of vandalism and friendship. ]]
[[ Well, they only just met in person, but they’re stealing a bed while screaming so who gives a shit about accuracy. ]]
*From the room where the window broke, the two fly out like bat out of hell.
*A trail of heat follows their path but most of it lies centered on the room like an infected wound.
*What do our onlookers do?
* it nearly jumps out of its skin watching....
* ...his girlfriend and his enemy(?) stealing a mangled bed.
WH- HUH-
WHAT THE FUCK!
* it turns to look at six, alternating between grasping her shoulder and aggressively tapping it, visibly confused.
six are you seeing this???
[Six didn't reply for a second, trying to process what exactly it was seeing.]
...uh. that's. chip, right? that one girl? where is she going.
yeah, i...
why are they stealing a bed. what do-
* he runs a claw down his face, struggling not to laugh.
i need to message her. later. she obviously can't answer now.
(*Guarav , having finally caught up with the rest of the group, stands beside Boxxer and Six.*)
Yo, I miss much?
(*Zey ruffle Boxxer's ears and gives Six a squeeze on the shoulder.*)
[ooc: @ultim8-six-s-or ]
buttons, hey!!
[He gave zem a quick hug, but pulled away pretty quickly.]
not much so far, we were just gonna go through that door.
Siiick. Kay. Uh.
(*Guarav glances between zeir friends.*)
That.. safe??
huh? what do you mean.
Y'know. Da... noises?? I heard somethin' when I's was comin up here, too.
...you mean like... with people stealing the bed or whatever? im not really sure what that's about.
*To almost all onlookers a floating sweater and Chip are running and screaming down the stairs*
[[ The beauty of vandalism and friendship. ]]
[[ Well, they only just met in person, but they’re stealing a bed while screaming so who gives a shit about accuracy. ]]
*From the room where the window broke, the two fly out like bat out of hell.
*A trail of heat follows their path but most of it lies centered on the room like an infected wound.
*What do our onlookers do?
* it nearly jumps out of its skin watching....
* ...his girlfriend and his enemy(?) stealing a mangled bed.
WH- HUH-
WHAT THE FUCK!
* it turns to look at six, alternating between grasping her shoulder and aggressively tapping it, visibly confused.
six are you seeing this???
[Six didn't reply for a second, trying to process what exactly it was seeing.]
...uh. that's. chip, right? that one girl? where is she going.
yeah, i...
why are they stealing a bed. what do-
* he runs a claw down his face, struggling not to laugh.
i need to message her. later. she obviously can't answer now.
(*Guarav , having finally caught up with the rest of the group, stands beside Boxxer and Six.*)
Yo, I miss much?
(*Zey ruffle Boxxer's ears and gives Six a squeeze on the shoulder.*)
[ooc: @ultim8-six-s-or ]
buttons, hey!!
[He gave zem a quick hug, but pulled away pretty quickly.]
not much so far, we were just gonna go through that door.
Siiick. Kay. Uh.
(*Guarav glances between zeir friends.*)
That.. safe??
huh? what do you mean.
*Behind a door in the Green Room that leads to a hallway, a new door forms at the end. A towering door made of stained wood with a brass doorknob.
*Will you enter?
[Six opened the door and walked forward, not really noticing what was around them until they were already in.]
*The foyer opens up to reveal a set of double staircases
*At the top, near a door is Boxxer.
*Beneath the staircase is another door.
[Seeing a familiar figure, Six immediately got excited, not even giving getting up the stairs a second thought, as he was already doing it.]
boxxer!! boxxer, hey!! what's up??
* he runs towards them with a big, goofy grin-
six!!! sixes, man! hey!
* and greets them with a light, painless jab in the shoulder.
good t' see you here.
good to see you too!! how've you been?
[He lifted his hands up for a second, considering a hug, but decided against it, just in case it'd be awkward.]
i uh. missed ya. i guess.
* boxxer immediately takes the invitation for a hug, not quite registering it being revoked- it pulls him off the ground in the hug, tail wagging.
i missed you too! ugh, it's been way too long.
* his hands stay on their shoulders for a moment, giving one last friendly pat before pulling away.
didn't even know you were gonna be part of this! pretty exciting, though, right?
[Six hugs back, maybe a little too tight, her tail wagging.]
[...oh right, her tail!]
oh yeah, by the way! this thing appeared like a couple days ago. not sure how, but it's kinda cool.
[He turned around for a bit, showing the tail off. The end of it looked like a poker chip. It was in pretty good condition, though that might've just been because of how new it was.]
oh, um, yeah, what is this thing exactly? i kinda just walked in here and saw you. is this like... something i forgot about?
wo- hoah!!! awesome!
i. guess nobody actually told me? but i sort of figured this was the murder mystery thing i got invited to.
i mean... the whole big, fancy mansion sort of just. screams murder mystery.
* he looks down at himself- plain sleeveless shirt and shorts. he's not even wearing his poncho.
probably should have dressed up for it, now that i think about it.
yeah, it's pretty cool. have been learning to move it around and stuff. it's convenient.
ohhh, that thing. which one am i again... like.. detective or suspect or whatever. i don't really remember lol.
hey man, it's alright, we can be underdressed together.
i cant actually remember what i was supposed to be, to be honest. like at all.
* he shrugs with a bit of an embarrassed huff/chuckle.
pffft, yeah! underdressed buds!
* it puts its fist out for a fist bump.
[Six returned it, smiling.]
[He then glanced at his tail, that was still wagging.]
man, this fucking thing. ruining my nonchalance... does yours do that?
are you kidding me? it never stops! i have to grab it sometimes!
youll get used to it. probably.
oh, good idea.
[They tried grabbing the tail, but it just ended up hitting them on the hand.]
fucking hell... it's like this thing has a mind of its own.
wonder if that's like. because i just got it. or if that's just how tails are.
i mean, you have an excuse of being a dog n shit, mine just does this for the love of the game i guess.
* he puts a hand to his mouth, snickering.
pfft. ok, uh. guess that wouldnt work for you with our tails bein- being shaped different.
yeah, but. probably cause you just got it. i always had a tail, but even then i had to readjust when it got changed. the muscles of my old one and this one are completely different.
[Six attempted again, this time trying to grab it by the base.]
[They succeeded! The tail was now in their hand, mostly static.]
theeeere we go.
...not really sure what to do now. uh. do i tie it down like a dog or something.
i wouldnt. tie it. feels like a bad idea. maybe just. leave it be 'til it bugs ya again.
[After a couple seconds of hesitation, Six let the tail go. It, on the other hand, didn't hesitate for a moment, immediately beginning to wag again.]
damn it. stupid thing.
[He left it alone this time, not feeling like grabbing it again.]
guess it's fine if it's just you around.
* he nudges her shoulder lightly, smiling.
pfffhehe.
so. ready to head through the doors? we're probably not supposed to just. stay here.
* it pumps a fist in the air dramatically, tail wagging!
there's murders to be committed and found out!
heheh, yeah, alright. let's go.
