fried: (forty-four)

[personal profile] fried 2025-03-11 07:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[ he reaches to tuck taair's hair behind his ear. ]

Of course. I think she's rather silly to think you weren't itching to speak to her. [ he looks back down at it. ] I also received mail from Brimstone, Jing Yuan, Charlie, and Ellie.

They seem as though they can't tell us much, but...
fried: (one hundred five)

[personal profile] fried 2025-03-11 07:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[ IT'S WHAT HAPPENS WHEN ALL YOUR CR DIES ON YOU

his tail is wagging gently behind him. ]


Perhaps you'll be able to. I intend to try. I will claw through whatever veil exists to tell Neverah that she is missed.

[ there's like - it's warm, but there's like, grief there still. very insistent longing. ]

The mailbox outside the mansion was where I found these.
fried: DNT (ninety)

[personal profile] fried 2025-03-11 11:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[ he smiles, and holds taair's hand for a moment, because it's nice to have that connection. it's grounding, when he so often feels listless and away. ]

Oh, please. I'll be smacking her with my fan, first thing. [ fond emotions... his tail swishes. ] Silly girl.
fried: (one hundred five)

[personal profile] fried 2025-03-12 01:35 am (UTC)(link)
[ even with the fondness, there's that grief again, the kind that bubbles up when he thinks about the last conversation he had with her. ]

... I've found myself turning to make comments to her often, these days, only to remember she isn't there. [ so yeah. him too. ]