well!!!!!! we are. outside somewhere. maybe heading to catch the train? taair (obligatory fit check) has an umbrella with him, and is heading in the direction of the tavern!
but when he spots fidelio, there's a beat. despite all the dreary weather of the alpha drink rain, his pink cheeks are obvious from a distance - but even so, he smiles, ducks his head, and then trots right up to join him. are you prepared for the weather if not expect an umbrella in your space ]
Well, it's been a very, very strange Monday already, hasn't it?
[ fidelio is still dressed pretty boring in comparison, but at least it's a slightly nicer sweater than what he was wearing over the weekend.
and no, he is not prepared for the weather, because he didn't really think you were supposed to need an umbrella in heaven... even though he really should have expected it since this heaven is a disappointment in so many ways already. so neither taair nor his umbrella is unwelcome.
(his cheeks are a little pink too now that they're sharing this little space, though he's not going to acknowledge it.) ]
Yeah, it has. Probably not the strangest, but. Up there.
[ the fifty people getting their asses kicked in the dungeon last monday probably has it beat, even if all he has to go on for that is hearsay. then again, the day is young. ]
cute. it's not emotionshare week anymore, but that's okay - the laugh he lets out is a little helpless, but his smile is very obviously fond as he brings the umbrella up so they can share it. benefits of being short-tall - so long as they stand close, neither of them get aloha rained on. ]
Haha... yes, that is true. Though - I think I've certainly learned my lesson about breaking rules...
[ hmm. embarrassing! let's not acknowledge this at all actually - breezing on past this mornings shenanigans, he turns to look down at him, properly. ]
But certainly serendipitous to run into each other now, at least. [ wiggling the umbrella! ] Where are you heading? Perhaps you'd allow me to escort you there....?
Sort of makes me want to keep breakin' 'em out of spite, to be honest.
[ unless the rule itself is something he already wants to do, he fully intends to break the next one on purpose, actually. assuming they still get them. ]
Just goin' up to the tavern, so. Yeah, sure.
[ it's just a little bit ahead anyway, so there's no worry about it feeling like an imposition. ]
as they start to walk, taair does do the healer checkover to see how he's walking, and keeps an easy, relaxed pace - then he laughs, at the spite rule breaking. ]
My, how rebellious...! Though I can't say I find that very surprising. [ not even a little bit. ] Our 'rules' do seem to come from our group, if today's revelations were indeed true. Perhaps if there is another one this week, we could try to deduce who might have put us through it...
[ which is a decidedly more fun game of deduction than the murder kind ]
At least, for the most part, they've been relatively harmless, if a bit... odd.
[ he's still walking pretty slowly with a limp, but it's improving! ]
So it's like a rotating thing, you think? [ huh. ] Wonder how that works. I mean, s'pose anyone could just post one up there, but to make it enforceable. [ ... ] You think they decide what the punishments are gonna be too?
When I was exploring with Chrono a few weeks ago, I did a bird call to a creature in the forest and it dropped a feather on me... the feather turned out to be a quill pen you could use to write a rule.
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historicals) wrote2025-02-17 06:17 pm
week 5, monday
well!!!!!! we are. outside somewhere. maybe heading to catch the train? taair (obligatory fit check) has an umbrella with him, and is heading in the direction of the tavern!
but when he spots fidelio, there's a beat. despite all the dreary weather of the alpha drink rain, his pink cheeks are obvious from a distance - but even so, he smiles, ducks his head, and then trots right up to join him. are you prepared for the weather if not expect an umbrella in your space ]
Well, it's been a very, very strange Monday already, hasn't it?
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and no, he is not prepared for the weather, because he didn't really think you were supposed to need an umbrella in heaven... even though he really should have expected it since this heaven is a disappointment in so many ways already. so neither taair nor his umbrella is unwelcome.
(his cheeks are a little pink too now that they're sharing this little space, though he's not going to acknowledge it.) ]
Yeah, it has. Probably not the strangest, but. Up there.
[ the fifty people getting their asses kicked in the dungeon last monday probably has it beat, even if all he has to go on for that is hearsay. then again, the day is young. ]
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cute. it's not emotionshare week anymore, but that's okay - the laugh he lets out is a little helpless, but his smile is very obviously fond as he brings the umbrella up so they can share it. benefits of being short-tall - so long as they stand close, neither of them get aloha rained on. ]
Haha... yes, that is true. Though - I think I've certainly learned my lesson about breaking rules...
[ hmm. embarrassing! let's not acknowledge this at all actually - breezing on past this mornings shenanigans, he turns to look down at him, properly. ]
But certainly serendipitous to run into each other now, at least. [ wiggling the umbrella! ] Where are you heading? Perhaps you'd allow me to escort you there....?
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Sort of makes me want to keep breakin' 'em out of spite, to be honest.
[ unless the rule itself is something he already wants to do, he fully intends to break the next one on purpose, actually. assuming they still get them. ]
Just goin' up to the tavern, so. Yeah, sure.
[ it's just a little bit ahead anyway, so there's no worry about it feeling like an imposition. ]
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as they start to walk, taair does do the healer checkover to see how he's walking, and keeps an easy, relaxed pace - then he laughs, at the spite rule breaking. ]
My, how rebellious...! Though I can't say I find that very surprising. [ not even a little bit. ] Our 'rules' do seem to come from our group, if today's revelations were indeed true. Perhaps if there is another one this week, we could try to deduce who might have put us through it...
[ which is a decidedly more fun game of deduction than the murder kind ]
At least, for the most part, they've been relatively harmless, if a bit... odd.
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So it's like a rotating thing, you think? [ huh. ] Wonder how that works. I mean, s'pose anyone could just post one up there, but to make it enforceable. [ ... ] You think they decide what the punishments are gonna be too?
[ did claude do this ]
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very quickly: ]
-- They do not! I am sure they definitely do not. In fact, I am sure the creation of the rules is done with very good intentions.
[ ... ] Mostly. [ claude ] Maybe some a touch mischievous. But the punishments most certainly would be out of anyone's control.
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Which week was you?
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winces ]
I only thought it would be nice if people said kind things to each other….but it did not go the way I thought it would……
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How'd you wind up doin' that?
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When I was exploring with Chrono a few weeks ago, I did a bird call to a creature in the forest and it dropped a feather on me... the feather turned out to be a quill pen you could use to write a rule.
[ yay items ] So... it just sort of happened.
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...Anyway, that one was annoying as hell to do, but it weren't the worst. Easy to see it had good intentions behind it.