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...that, indeed, shall satisfy.
[ ...he touches the rose gently, so as not to disturb it as he checks it's secure. ]
This token's supposed to be for you, you know. ...I guess that means this wanderer's not going anywhere, anytime soon.
[ aka: he's gonna daintily sit down on the edge of the bed. ]
[ ...he touches the rose gently, so as not to disturb it as he checks it's secure. ]
This token's supposed to be for you, you know. ...I guess that means this wanderer's not going anywhere, anytime soon.
[ aka: he's gonna daintily sit down on the edge of the bed. ]
I guess so.
[comes over to sit next to angie, giving him a couple inches space between them]
And I have a few tokens already, don't I?
[like a magpie's nest, Muffin's room is full of treasures, but there's a few familiar items in among the clutter. red feathers, the fulgurite, a telegram, some bright red leaves, a dried flower crown...]
[comes over to sit next to angie, giving him a couple inches space between them]
And I have a few tokens already, don't I?
[like a magpie's nest, Muffin's room is full of treasures, but there's a few familiar items in among the clutter. red feathers, the fulgurite, a telegram, some bright red leaves, a dried flower crown...]
...You really kept all that.
[ even the leaves. Geeze. ]
Usually, I'd give an apple of my eye things of a slightly more... illustrious, nature. But you will have to pardon a wanderer. My ill-won mortal riches are far and away from here. And.
...It looks like they met their right audience, anyway.
[ he feels in contrast. he's happy, and comfortable. but there's something very electric and awake to being here. he can feel the ebb and flow of every inch of space between them. ]
[ even the leaves. Geeze. ]
Usually, I'd give an apple of my eye things of a slightly more... illustrious, nature. But you will have to pardon a wanderer. My ill-won mortal riches are far and away from here. And.
...It looks like they met their right audience, anyway.
[ he feels in contrast. he's happy, and comfortable. but there's something very electric and awake to being here. he can feel the ebb and flow of every inch of space between them. ]
Some rabbits...?
Ah, would one sack be alright? Along with some coffee? I can bring by two bushels of raspberries.
Ah, would one sack be alright? Along with some coffee? I can bring by two bushels of raspberries.
Bushel is um, about 50 pounds. Are you sure?
Are my riches now.
[chirps a confident trill like a mockingbird on the best feeder, but then he quiets, clucking to himself in a thoughtful way. deliberating something. he half-glances behind them, fidgeting by looking for the invisible curve of a tail over the unmade sheets]
Um... Angel Devil, can I tell you something?
[chirps a confident trill like a mockingbird on the best feeder, but then he quiets, clucking to himself in a thoughtful way. deliberating something. he half-glances behind them, fidgeting by looking for the invisible curve of a tail over the unmade sheets]
Um... Angel Devil, can I tell you something?
Is... not something I like to talk about a lot, since um, I still don't remember last couple years. And am not saying it now because anything needs to change— Am not. I'm saying it because I don't want you to find out from someone else.
[sets his hand down where he can ""accidentally"" hook his pinky over angie's tail]
I'm... married at home?
[sets his hand down where he can ""accidentally"" hook his pinky over angie's tail]
I'm... married at home?
[ me forgetting what a bushel is ]
Oh, my apologies... perhaps one bushel for two sacks and some coffee? Is that fair?
Oh, my apologies... perhaps one bushel for two sacks and some coffee? Is that fair?
[chirps]
Is okay, just don't want you picking fruit all day...
Haven eaten a lot of our long grain rice, but do have the um, sushi rice leftover from Tanabaata. Is that kind okay?
Is okay, just don't want you picking fruit all day...
Haven eaten a lot of our long grain rice, but do have the um, sushi rice leftover from Tanabaata. Is that kind okay?
[ if he'd just said "there's someone, but that doesn't change us," maybe he would be able to purr an Okay. or a So? and lean over toward him and then this would all be fine and over and really marriage doesn't matter that much, it's just some particular distant symbol that people do that he's innately removed from and would drive wedges into sometimes for fun or profit,]
[fuckin' JUMPS when angie finally speaks
did muffin breath for those 12 comments HE'S NOT SURE]
Is— no? Is, um...!
did muffin breath for those 12 comments HE'S NOT SURE]
Is— no? Is, um...!
Edited 2023-09-27 03:05 (UTC)
I... haven't recalled that. Don't remember wedding or proposal.
Only know I would have asked him by now.
Only know I would have asked him by now.
[ he wants to curl his tail out of the way and just take a swoon back onto the bedspread so he can stare at some uninteresting speck of Above and nothing else, but-- there's a grip on his tail. there's an anchoring little pinkie holding it, and as long as that's there then it's one more moving part to consider. that's one more way action has to speak.
when he speaks aloud, it's with a sideling glance at Muffin's face. ]
Well. It is rather difficult for one to be held to vows they haven't even made, in their memory. If they're the sort of vows of which I'm familiar.
...
But...
[ more softly, ]
You do remember him.
[ And he WILL remember more.]
when he speaks aloud, it's with a sideling glance at Muffin's face. ]
Well. It is rather difficult for one to be held to vows they haven't even made, in their memory. If they're the sort of vows of which I'm familiar.
...
But...
[ more softly, ]
You do remember him.
[ And he WILL remember more.]
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