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vatheon2012-10-17 09:47 pm
closedcircuit) wrote in vatheon2012-10-17 09:47 pm
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Sunshine is for basking in [Open]
Who: Ky Kiske and Open!
Where: The island
When: October 17th, late afternoon
What: Ky might have gotten drunk with Zelos, and now he's going to sit in the sun.
Style: Use what you're comfortable with.
Status: There might be attempts at hugs with CR where there wouldn't usually be, since Ky is a cuddly drunk.
[Ky knows better than to try to do a patrol of any sort when he's drunk. It's the only firm time he'll willingly relieve himself of his duties, and for that reason it doesn't happen often, hasn't happened in the nine and a half months he's been in Vatheon. Now that it has, it feels kind of pleasant, like he's letting go of everything that's happened over the past month.
He takes himself to the island, where the sun feels wonderful on the fur of his ears and tail -- the parts of him that aren't human, he reflects -- to sprawl out on the ground on his stomach and bask it in, for a little while. He's more than open to conversation if anyone comes upon him, although for now he's actually quite self-content, one hand absently petting his own tail while he watches the water.]
Where: The island
When: October 17th, late afternoon
What: Ky might have gotten drunk with Zelos, and now he's going to sit in the sun.
Style: Use what you're comfortable with.
Status: There might be attempts at hugs with CR where there wouldn't usually be, since Ky is a cuddly drunk.
[Ky knows better than to try to do a patrol of any sort when he's drunk. It's the only firm time he'll willingly relieve himself of his duties, and for that reason it doesn't happen often, hasn't happened in the nine and a half months he's been in Vatheon. Now that it has, it feels kind of pleasant, like he's letting go of everything that's happened over the past month.
He takes himself to the island, where the sun feels wonderful on the fur of his ears and tail -- the parts of him that aren't human, he reflects -- to sprawl out on the ground on his stomach and bask it in, for a little while. He's more than open to conversation if anyone comes upon him, although for now he's actually quite self-content, one hand absently petting his own tail while he watches the water.]