Never too much of a good thing.

[rebull]

Who: Summoner and ANYONE.
When: Friday | Late Afternoon
Where: Near the plaza, on the ground, watch out.
Style: Action
Status: OPEN.

[Ugh he's-

he's going to be sick.]

[Laying back to the ground, fully clothed but feeling so overheated that he almost wants to just- change that. His wings are on the ground under him, flat, laying like this is one of the two ways he can actually lay afterall, on wings or not. They're neatly folded behind him though, minimal chance of stepping on them, but hey it can happen. You're more likely to hit his massive horns with a swiping step past him as he lays there.]

[But the ground is so nice and cold on his back through his open back shirt, and his stomach feels liks it's going to just, explode, taking him and everyone around him with him.]

Ugh-

[Worth it though, even with the groaning here and there, and the terrible pain in his gut. He forgets where he is, probably still near the plaza, yeah, plaza... He opens his eyes, vision a little blurry, ow, sky is still bright, shutting them again, staying on the ground where he is.]

[Still worth it.]

Comments

[onlyasign]

Oh, Summoner.

[It's not too hard to figure out what happened here, and Sufferer crouches near Summoner's head, his body casting a shadow over the supine troll's flushed face. He reaches out and puts a gentle hand on Summoner's shoulder.]

Come on, let's get you up. You can't lay here all day, someone will step on you.

[rebull]

[No, he is laying here. Eyes closed, he's not even communing in his general area much right now, mind in a haze. Signless's voice brings a small smile to his gruff face though, raising a hand slightly, as if reaching out-

effortlessly

reaching out for-

He taps Signless's cheek if it's in distance, finding it, oh, there, there it's his face. He places his palm against it softly.]

No, Signless, you can't be my savior right now, I- I already am my savior, right now.

[onlyasign]

[Siiiiigh.]

[Sufferer puts his hand over Summoner's, then reaches down with his other hand to open the collar of Summoner's shirt. He will say this for robot hands, they're awfully deft and quick.]

Of course you are. You can be your own savior just as well in the shade as you can in the sun, though. Come on, let's move you and then I'll get you something to drink.

[rebull]

[Deft, quick, and cool, ah, that familiar feel of metal on his skin is nice and he shifts a little, smiling to himself.]

Little more, ha- maybe I should just take the shirt right off~? [A chuckle, giving him a cocky grin before he breathes in deep. Uughh, still feeling pretty like he's not moving no where anytime soon, yep.]

Nothing to drink- no- ah, I'm okay here. I- I'll be fine, look at how fine I am.

[onlyasign]

Leave your shirt on there, Goalpost.

[All right, if he's alert enough to flirt, he's not in any imminent danger. Sufferer sits beside him, crossing his legs and resting his chin in the palm of one hand.]

I'm not sure you could get it off right now even if you wanted to.

[feralfanatic]

[A certain oliveblood stumbles upon him as she is doing her usual errands in the city. So she stops to lean over him, books in her arms, to just look down at him. Lysunder what are you even...?]

Are we quite alright?

[aim_exorable]

[Oh Summoner. And Darkleer nearly had a heart attack when he saw you.]

[He quickly realizes that everything is... more or less okay and not as bad as it seems, so he sighs and settles down besides him crosslegged.]

What on Alternia did you do, you silly fool?

[rebull]

Ah ha- uh- probably- not. [Keeping his smile. His brows furrow.]

But to someone like you, you'd uh, well I think you'd be surprised at what lengths I'd go- how far I'd fly- how hard it'd fight!- [Stomach rumble.] Uuggh... [Shrugs his shoulders.]

Uh- okay, but maybe- some other time.

[rebull]

[He's laying down, in the street, what does it look like? Sheesh.]

Swipe-

[rebull]

[Yes, he's all right, just stupid.]

Something great, I should've done it earlier- [Pause.] Well no, I did do it earlier but uh- not to this length. I should do it to this length again. [Stays laying down, unmoving, besides a hand, that starts to pat around the ground aimless before it finds a knee to pat, and then it just rests on it.]

Don't be like me- Don't- don't...

[onlyasign]

Thanks for the offer, but I think I'll have to pass. I'd rather not have certain highbloods angry with me.

[Perhaps surprisingly, the idea has crossed Sufferer's mind before, but this doesn't seem like the time or place to admit that.]

So... how much did you drink last night?

[aim_exorable]

Trust me, I won't. I have common sense.

[Shoosh and let him scoop down underneath you to pick you up, Summoner.]

How much chocolate did you eat?

[rebull]

But you'd do it other wise-?

[If you look up to his face, he might have his eyes opened now, maybe just one, peeking at you, eyebrows wiggling a little. Well, before he shakes his head with a groan.]

Ahhh, don't even mention fire water, damnit.

[rebull]

[Oh... oh getting picked up is nice. No matter how or when this happens he always seems to like it- if his wings are avoided anyway. But Darkleer's one of the few he doesn't mind accidentally swiping fingers past them, or even purposefully. Summoner pulls in a deep breath, groaning a little and curling up, his weight nothing to this highblood more than others.]

Ah- but that was only the front line- Darkleer- he was right.

[aim_exorable]

[Maybe he'll pet his wings later, when he's not dying of an overdose. For now he just shakes his head as he carries him off, thumb idly rubbing circles on Summoner's pants.]

You realize you're just talking nonsense now, don't you? Who was right?

[rebull]

[If a barkbeast eats chocolate they day, maybe he'll die too- oh no.]

No why am I up, I should be, down- down there. Mmm-- [A sigh, leaning into him, his wings dragging a little under him as he's held up. Summoner's shakes his head, staying quiet, ugh- ugh maybe he is regretting it a little.]

[Wait no, still worth it.]

[aim_exorable]

Hush, hush. [A kiss to Summoner's forehead.]

We'll get you somewhere nice and cool, stop being silly.

[The forest sounds nice, and near, and won't cause trouble for those horns. Much trouble anyway.]

[rebull]

Silly's the point. [A smile, resting his head back and closing his eyes. His hands move to rest on his stomach, mind content, despite all the groaning and whining.]

You just wanna be by me. [No shit, Summoner, he's your fucking matesprit.]

[aim_exorable]

Always.

[He won't even pretend to lie.]

I think... I need to be with you more, really.

[rebull]

Hm-? [Opens an eye, glancing up to him.]

[aim_exorable]

Maybe I've been thinking about it too much... I do that, and I just worry. Perhaps just this once, I should stop overthinking it and just... do what makes me happy, and hope that makes you happy as well.

[rebull]

Ahh- wasn't that the point from the beginning? [Both eyes open now, kind of lazily watching him.]

[aim_exorable]

It was. But sometimes one wanders and gets lost like a fool, thinking of every worst case scenario before trying to think of some of the best.

[He can't really make eye contact, a bit embarrassed really.]

I'd like to take you out, when you're feeling better.

[rebull]

[Blink.]

Take me out?

[aim_exorable]

You know. A date again. Dining, some entertainment, that sort of thing.