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[ we can decide on chocos or whatever later!!!
for now i don't know what you expect out of taair because he is, of course, in the library. more accurately, he's standing in the library's massive history section, hand to his heart. though... it's a little hard to tell it's immediately him from behind, if only because there's a pair of blue wings coming out of his back, and they are puffed up to maximum capacity.
the library is very quiet. but if you listen carefully and happy to be in the room, you might hear a noise: ]
♪
[ a single, very excited bird cheep. ]
for now i don't know what you expect out of taair because he is, of course, in the library. more accurately, he's standing in the library's massive history section, hand to his heart. though... it's a little hard to tell it's immediately him from behind, if only because there's a pair of blue wings coming out of his back, and they are puffed up to maximum capacity.
the library is very quiet. but if you listen carefully and happy to be in the room, you might hear a noise: ]
♪
[ a single, very excited bird cheep. ]
[ taair is... here!! he's finally in his room at the manor again resting after the day's announcements - however, his door is open, so fidelio can clearly see him sitting up, propped up by pillows and looking out of the window.
he doesn't seem to notice he has company right away, but the door is certainly open for a reason. ]
he doesn't seem to notice he has company right away, but the door is certainly open for a reason. ]
[ well. after that return, fidelio will be at the hospital, naturally, and he is not going to fucking leave for a good long while.
he does at least go stand outside the door to the room at some point, though — leaving it cracked open just enough to see in his peripheral vision if anything happens that he needs to run back in for. ]
he does at least go stand outside the door to the room at some point, though — leaving it cracked open just enough to see in his peripheral vision if anything happens that he needs to run back in for. ]
[ laughs! hi!!!
well it's after execution. taair is now dressed down in comfier clothes, sitting up on one of the clinic beds, with a bag of ice held to his head. ow. he looks okay, just dusty and. miserable. but at least okay.
and his door's open! what a sunday... ]
well it's after execution. taair is now dressed down in comfier clothes, sitting up on one of the clinic beds, with a bag of ice held to his head. ow. he looks okay, just dusty and. miserable. but at least okay.
and his door's open! what a sunday... ]
Edited 2025-03-02 21:43 (UTC)
[ hi!! we are void. or maybe still in the garden, i don't know. can you believe no one fucking died in our curfew. ]
Fidelio... I'm glad to see you're well. [ he does a brief once over to make sure he's like, physically okay as much as one can be on deda day, but, after that, looks very worried, and very, very sad. ]
There's something I'd like to ask you.
Fidelio... I'm glad to see you're well. [ he does a brief once over to make sure he's like, physically okay as much as one can be on deda day, but, after that, looks very worried, and very, very sad. ]
There's something I'd like to ask you.
[ no more memshare! yay.
today fidelio can find taair in the candy kingdom town in fascination, peering at the decorations on one of the gingerbread house and... probably embarrassingly (for him at least) leaning in to like, sniff it to make sure it smells like candy. this is all actually candy....
his emotions are radiating easily - fascination, curiosity, and a childlike sense of wonder that's hard to miss, all wrapped up in something warm with the slightest undertones of something distantly, a little sad. but that's really only if you squint.
in actuality, he realizes he has company, looks back, and beams - his emotions do a ping of !! excitement and immediate warmth. ]
Why, good day, Fidelio! Every week, I think that surely the wonders of the week before cannot be topped, and then, here we are.
today fidelio can find taair in the candy kingdom town in fascination, peering at the decorations on one of the gingerbread house and... probably embarrassingly (for him at least) leaning in to like, sniff it to make sure it smells like candy. this is all actually candy....
his emotions are radiating easily - fascination, curiosity, and a childlike sense of wonder that's hard to miss, all wrapped up in something warm with the slightest undertones of something distantly, a little sad. but that's really only if you squint.
in actuality, he realizes he has company, looks back, and beams - his emotions do a ping of !! excitement and immediate warmth. ]
Why, good day, Fidelio! Every week, I think that surely the wonders of the week before cannot be topped, and then, here we are.
[ sometime after the chipper drama and the fucking EGGS and the skeletons getting secondhand embarrassment watching them, they are back at the freshly cleaned (even though it LITERALLY JUST STARTED EXISTING ONE DAY AGO AND SHOULDN'T HAVE NEEDED THAT MUCH OF A DEEP CLEANING YET) tavern.
fidelio brings a couple of drinks over from the bar, sighing loudly as he sets them down on the table. god. ]
fidelio brings a couple of drinks over from the bar, sighing loudly as he sets them down on the table. god. ]
[ from here, so long suckers!!! ]
Better this than the baldness that's apparently goin' around, anyway.
[ blessedly he does NOT get cursed with baldness immediately upon saying that.
a glance over to the wine bottle... ]
Well. [ clears throat while the emotions are still like AAAAA WHAT AM I DOING ] You want some of that wine as long as we're here?
Better this than the baldness that's apparently goin' around, anyway.
[ blessedly he does NOT get cursed with baldness immediately upon saying that.
a glance over to the wine bottle... ]
Well. [ clears throat while the emotions are still like AAAAA WHAT AM I DOING ] You want some of that wine as long as we're here?
[ we are here in the hospital!!! taair's... been here, actually. though he likely stepped out to give basilio and fidelio some privacy once fidelio was stabilized, he never went too far otherwise.
so we'll say it's a little while after that that he returns, changed into comfier clothes and more importantly, clean of all that blood, and he knocks on the door softly to make sure he's not asleep, then pokes his head in. ]
Fidelio... ?
so we'll say it's a little while after that that he returns, changed into comfier clothes and more importantly, clean of all that blood, and he knocks on the door softly to make sure he's not asleep, then pokes his head in. ]
Fidelio... ?
[ wow!!
well, once everything has calmed down (?) far later in the evening, if fidelio happens to be wandering around.... with those paripus ears he might hear a very, very soft noise coming from...outside? it's not that far away, either.
in fact, one of the windows is open - and if he happens to lean outside, he might see a familiar figure sitting on the roof, just outside from the windows of the sleeping area. and the tiny noise becomes more familiar, too - a hiccup, a soft, wet inhale, and there's the distant echo of emotions that follow it. loneliness, a hollow, miserable feeling, and sadness.
curled up with his knees close to himself, his notebook on his thighs, and holding a pen in his hand is the source - taair. ]
well, once everything has calmed down (?) far later in the evening, if fidelio happens to be wandering around.... with those paripus ears he might hear a very, very soft noise coming from...outside? it's not that far away, either.
in fact, one of the windows is open - and if he happens to lean outside, he might see a familiar figure sitting on the roof, just outside from the windows of the sleeping area. and the tiny noise becomes more familiar, too - a hiccup, a soft, wet inhale, and there's the distant echo of emotions that follow it. loneliness, a hollow, miserable feeling, and sadness.
curled up with his knees close to himself, his notebook on his thighs, and holding a pen in his hand is the source - taair. ]
[ Boy Howdy
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?
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?
[ spongebob voice several hours later ]
Fidelio...? How are you feeling?
Fidelio...? How are you feeling?
[ once again another manic monday....
after all that chaos, taair can be found in... you will never guess where... the magic academy.
fidelio can find him sitting in a classroom, reading a book - nose buried in it in absolute focus and concentration. the door to the classroom is open, and his thoughts are projecting over his head in elegant, curled writing.
"Witches require extensive education and training in order to master the system, allowing them to use magic effectively and safely. This training is accomplished at institutions such as Hexside, where students start training in magic at the kindergarten level and continue to develop their skills across the educational spectrum, and attendance is not only free, but compulsory for all magically inclined children. "
and then his thoughts briefly trail of because taair stops what he's doing, sucks in a breath, then picks up the book and like. quite literally hugs it to his chest for a moment because he thinks he is alone, and his thoughts, dreamily, echo this gesture with a -- This is wonderful. ]
after all that chaos, taair can be found in... you will never guess where... the magic academy.
fidelio can find him sitting in a classroom, reading a book - nose buried in it in absolute focus and concentration. the door to the classroom is open, and his thoughts are projecting over his head in elegant, curled writing.
"Witches require extensive education and training in order to master the system, allowing them to use magic effectively and safely. This training is accomplished at institutions such as Hexside, where students start training in magic at the kindergarten level and continue to develop their skills across the educational spectrum, and attendance is not only free, but compulsory for all magically inclined children. "
and then his thoughts briefly trail of because taair stops what he's doing, sucks in a breath, then picks up the book and like. quite literally hugs it to his chest for a moment because he thinks he is alone, and his thoughts, dreamily, echo this gesture with a -- This is wonderful. ]
Edited 2025-03-24 21:53 (UTC)
[ hanging out at the tavern during this text thread because it's prime thoughtshare material
he's just scrolling down to this exchange and then turning slightly pink as his thoughts go 'cause they already got it out of me... ]
he's just scrolling down to this exchange and then turning slightly pink as his thoughts go 'cause they already got it out of me... ]
[ wow that sucked 0/10 ending there but at least it is finally over...
back to the hospital and or a bed of some kind we go. it actually does not matter, he will let himself be corralled basically anywhere and is just kind of gingerly checking over his injuries, making sure nothing got pulled open in the fracas of the last. like two hours of trial. god. ]
back to the hospital and or a bed of some kind we go. it actually does not matter, he will let himself be corralled basically anywhere and is just kind of gingerly checking over his injuries, making sure nothing got pulled open in the fracas of the last. like two hours of trial. god. ]
[ maybe cuddles are a legitimate medical practice actually!
still in the room after all of that terrible world rumbling and panic and all that jazz is taair, who seems very distracted as he's like. seemingly processing something...? there's a little frown on his face, very thoughtful, and tentatively, he starts to reach for his book holster, smoothing one hand over the top cover as he pulls it out. ]
...Fidelio. [ very much out of nowhere, ] Do you trust me?
still in the room after all of that terrible world rumbling and panic and all that jazz is taair, who seems very distracted as he's like. seemingly processing something...? there's a little frown on his face, very thoughtful, and tentatively, he starts to reach for his book holster, smoothing one hand over the top cover as he pulls it out. ]
...Fidelio. [ very much out of nowhere, ] Do you trust me?
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