[he faces away or to the side to give angel devil a veil of privacy, but he's not unaware he's being watched. his tail flicks and curls shyly around his feet, and there's some flexes that aren't entirely useful for stretching his wings.]
[ he takes the chance to sneak out his compact, casting plenty of lingering stray glances while making sure he's looking a good kind of windswept. there's a little plastic click when he closes it. ]
[JUMPS— his ears had been strained to every click and rustle behind him —and laughs over his shoulder and pushes the pose, flaring his wings wide to show those off too]
[ his wings fold up primly, as he rises up again to his feet. ]
Quite.
[ he finally really takes in how close they got to the lakeside. It looks much more bare than their last visit; the shapes taking clearer form as all abundance of flora and fauna has receded.
Which means crunchy leaves... he meanders over to Muffin, but stops to nab one that's been left as a skeletal imprint of its old self; a delicate lattice of dry gray veins on a stem. ]
It's sort of comforting, isn't it? With all the strange powers and demons at work around here... it's a relief to see time mark its passing beyond just our minds, and what we add to what's here.
[he gives the leaf a second look, examining it in that new light instead of as a simple pretty object. when he looks back to angel devil, the feathers in his hair and in his half-shift's ruff all fluff up unconsciously. fondly! quetzal is so smart and thoughtful...!]
Is, looking at it like that. Is so much happening all the time, but there's a whole world past us. Is still moving. Whole cycle still turning.
Where I was-- well, I've known a few places where that's not the case. And I really would always choose... ...this. Change, seasons... If I was told, take one, or the other.
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Though... We'll see if I'm still singing that tune if our poor pretty lake ices over, hahahahah...
It's a real thing! Actually, I think I remember... back around Esto Gaza... the locals would make special footwear to do it using metal or animal bones. It was cold year-round on that whole continent, so in some places... there would always be water with ice.
Say there's someone you've been... playing some games together with... and one day, they played a little too rough. On purpose. ...Actually, a lot too rough. Now, you knew they COULD do this if they wanted, but you sort of thought... ...never mind that part, that's chaff to the real point.
Anyway, so... they've went ahead changed the rules of the game to something else. This was their choice. And it's a game you've played before plenty, you know the rules like the back of your hand--
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What do you think? Make your move in the new game? Or stop playing with them anymore because they flipped the book around without warning and so... viciously? And... also.... ...It'll be REALLY unsatisfying if you do the second thing.
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[ he's certainly not going to complain about that. ]
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whistles appreciatively at him~ ]
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All rested?
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Quite.
[ he finally really takes in how close they got to the lakeside. It looks much more bare than their last visit; the shapes taking clearer form as all abundance of flora and fauna has receded.
Which means crunchy leaves... he meanders over to Muffin, but stops to nab one that's been left as a skeletal imprint of its old self; a delicate lattice of dry gray veins on a stem. ]
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Find something?
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...Nothing special. But it's interesting. Look, see? You can see the whole structure that supports it when it's alive...
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Is like a piece of nature-made lace.
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It's sort of comforting, isn't it? With all the strange powers and demons at work around here... it's a relief to see time mark its passing beyond just our minds, and what we add to what's here.
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Is, looking at it like that. Is so much happening all the time, but there's a whole world past us. Is still moving. Whole cycle still turning.
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he gently reaches out to pet them. ]
Where I was-- well, I've known a few places where that's not the case. And I really would always choose... ...this. Change, seasons... If I was told, take one, or the other.
...
Though... We'll see if I'm still singing that tune if our poor pretty lake ices over, hahahahah...
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Have lived in places with seasons, but never anywhere that gets that cold... Could ice skate. Is that a real thing?
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It sounds so slippery! Must work if they do it, but I would have to use all my claws and tail not to fall over.
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[ he makes the skeletal leaf float above the palm of his hand. ]
...hmhmhm... What do you think? With a little insurance from your favorite sorcerous Rose... maybe it won't be too scary~?
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Maybe...! Would be safer than any helmet, shield, or training wheels.
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You'll only fall if we'll have fun~.
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That's safety I can trust!
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Muffin, I have a question~. Maybe it'll sound a little odd, but would you hear it all the way through?
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Sure, what is it?
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Say there's someone you've been... playing some games together with... and one day, they played a little too rough. On purpose. ...Actually, a lot too rough. Now, you knew they COULD do this if they wanted, but you sort of thought...
...never mind that part, that's chaff to the real point.
Anyway, so... they've went ahead changed the rules of the game to something else. This was their choice. And it's a game you've played before plenty, you know the rules like the back of your hand--
...
What do you think? Make your move in the new game? Or stop playing with them anymore because they flipped the book around without warning and so... viciously? And... also.... ...It'll be REALLY unsatisfying if you do the second thing.
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[stands on one foot, thinking...]
Why would it be unsatisfying to stop playing? Because you liked the old game or because quitting the new rules feels like losing?
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