headunbowed
All of the hugs. All of them.
"What do you want to be called?" asks Lecasryn, landing next to the possum.
"What do you want to be called?" asks Lecasryn, landing next to the possum.
steppingup
"... I've got no idea. I've never had to name myself before - um. Ideas?" asks the possum. "Peanut gallery, ideas for a name for a less confused possum?"
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"Do you just want something relatively generic for a daemon? Lecasryn is just named what Path would've been if he'd been female and both names came out of a baby name book."
dark_light
"Nimersa. Acair. Lyderys. Xahare. Thiolithai. Ninyfal," suggests Isabella off the top of her head.
steppingup
"Xahare," says the possum. "Let's just go with that."
Veron looks at the possum. "Well that was easy. Hi, Xahare."
"Hi!"
Veron looks at the possum. "Well that was easy. Hi, Xahare."
"Hi!"
steppingup
Xahare is momentarily confused, but then returns nuzzles.
"That's absurdly cute," snorts Veron.
"That's absurdly cute," snorts Veron.
steppingup
He smiles at her. "It's okay."
Then he looks at the twins. "So uh - I kind of have got no idea what to do with myself, now. Since Aliya's gone and so's Kystle."
Then he looks at the twins. "So uh - I kind of have got no idea what to do with myself, now. Since Aliya's gone and so's Kystle."
headunbowed
"You get to be young and pretty forever but if someone shanks you you're dead. So, bloodline without the time limit. Or the crazy."