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It is a known phenomenon that Whistles who are jailed or otherwise confined may have peculiar dreams.
This one seems to have a lady with wings in it.
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autokinetic
"Yeah."
Of course, can they trust him on that?
Of course, can they trust him on that?
self_composed
"And, because it would really bother Angela if that were not the case, is there by any chance some ultra-politically-correct term that people use when they're trying to sound fair-minded?"
He laughs. "Nobody tries to sound fair-minded about muties."
self_composed
"What, no one at all?"
[Did you get distracted up there, Alice?]
[Did you get distracted up there, Alice?]
"Well, you can say 'gifted'," he says. "But actual mutants find that insulting."
self_composed
[Do you have a revised ETA or are you on your way now?]
"She says mutant," says Sue, amused.
He grins.
self_composed
"Alice and Micaiah should be down any second now," she adds.
self_composed
"Yes, and you're the odd one out. The rest of us don't have deities who care if we swear," says Stella. "Hell, Amariah named her Whistle after one of her goddesses, if that's not blasphemy I don't know what is, but I don't think the original minds according to her doctrine. You, on the other hand, associate swearing in full generality with people who also fail to take your somewhat more smite-happy deity seriously."
edgeofyourseat
Alice appears out of thin air, looking somewhat rumpled.
"Fuck me, he's tiny," he giggles, holding out his arms for a hug.
"Fuck me, he's tiny," he giggles, holding out his arms for a hug.
Sue cackles and throws himself into Alice's arms.
"You're tall," he says. "Am I gonna be that tall? And you're fluffy. I want long hair like that!"
"You're tall," he says. "Am I gonna be that tall? And you're fluffy. I want long hair like that!"
yovahs-kisses
Micaiah teleports down, spots the hug in progress, and decides to join it.
yovahs-kisses
Micaiah somehow ends up holding Sue for a moment when the hug splits apart. He sets him down again and ruffles his military-short hair.
Sue stays attached, wrapping his arms around Micaiah's middle.
self_composed
"Hey, Sue," says Stella, "since you're here - and since we can't safely meet Aegis in person ourselves - do you want to come have a look at the Belltower guestbook and write in some placeholder notes about her?"