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Kiri's up early the next morning, restless with various low-level simmering concerns, and wanders out of her room.
free-flowing
"Huh, I guess it would," he muses. "Knowing blood things is a little weird too, but it's not that gross. I mean, or I just don't gross that easy."
salt_of_the
"Maybe a combination? And also blood is basically one kind of thing, I think? Tubes and blood and that's it. There's definitely kinds of flesh."
salt_of_the
She gives him an apologetic sort of nuzzle. "So, um, mood killer twice over, let's reschedule for Sometime After I Am Used To This And There Has Been A Funeral I Guess."
salt_of_the
Snugs.
"Also possibly there should be a responsible conversation instead of just flirting, because, primes, politics, bleah? Should there be that because of those?"
"Also possibly there should be a responsible conversation instead of just flirting, because, primes, politics, bleah? Should there be that because of those?"
free-flowing
"Yeah, I guess." He shrugs. "Responsible conversation now, or responsible conversation later before we get into anything?"
salt_of_the
"Later, I think, right now I'm already processing - stuff." She sighs. "I knew he was dying, but..."
salt_of_the
Hugs.
After a while: "I guess you should get dressed and we should go say hi to everybody. And I should collect Mud, I don't like leaving him alone this long."
After a while: "I guess you should get dressed and we should go say hi to everybody. And I should collect Mud, I don't like leaving him alone this long."
free-flowing
"Okay."
He kisses her on the cheek, gets out of her lap, and goes to find some clothes - plenty of options in his room, so there's no good reason to put the old ones back on if he doesn't feel like it. A nice matching shirt and kilt, Thiyecine-style, purple with blue trim. Perfect.
He kisses her on the cheek, gets out of her lap, and goes to find some clothes - plenty of options in his room, so there's no good reason to put the old ones back on if he doesn't feel like it. A nice matching shirt and kilt, Thiyecine-style, purple with blue trim. Perfect.
salt_of_the
She smiles weakly and gets up. "You're gonna have to show me where they are. I can tell how many bodies are where, but I don't know a damn thing about doors and staircases that I didn't this morning."
free-flowing
"Really, really off-type," is the first description that comes to mind. "You look at Ekador and you think sweela; you look at Sarelle and you think hunti. He's from Malinqua, moved there when he was just a baby, and his birth blessings are a couple of things I forget, and flexibility. It's hard to forget flexibility; he's adapting really well to suddenly living in a different country with a bunch of new responsibilities and also magic. I have no idea what Sarelle's blessings are, come to think of it. I'm betting there's at least one hunti in there, though. Probably certainty or determination or something."
free-flowing
"Yeah. I dunno, though, it sort of makes sense to me. What people see you as and what you actually are aren't necessarily the same, you know?"
salt_of_the
"Yeah, I just mean - if I went around acting like I was coru or something but I was really torz, I - I don't know why I'd do that and don't have a good idea why other people would, so it sort of snags me when I think about it? Just never got used to it even though I have plenty of cousins with this or that crown."