Expatriate Darkleer (
aim_exorable) wrote in
vatheon2013-07-30 05:04 pm
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21 ♐ Whistle while you work
Who: Darkleer and Summoner
When: In the afternoon
Where: The Hoofbeast Feather Hive, Darkleer's room
Status: Closed
While he does have a much nicer and very large workshop in the basement thanks to lots of hard work, Darkleer still likes working on smaller projects while in his own room from time to time. It's nothing grand or complicated, just a little robot cat. His day is somewhat free besides working on the Welcome Pamphlets, so he's taking the time to relax.
When: In the afternoon
Where: The Hoofbeast Feather Hive, Darkleer's room
Status: Closed
While he does have a much nicer and very large workshop in the basement thanks to lots of hard work, Darkleer still likes working on smaller projects while in his own room from time to time. It's nothing grand or complicated, just a little robot cat. His day is somewhat free besides working on the Welcome Pamphlets, so he's taking the time to relax.

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You know, I was actually relieved when I first met Equius. I thought for sure that my legacy would have doomed him, in some way. [A soft whistle to Dural, who flaps to his lap after glancing suspiciously at Arden.] That's how the lore goes, after all.
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Besides, you never know, there's still that Horuss boy. I don't yet know what he's like.
correct me if I'm wrong but I thought they found out ruf and hor were a couple back then
Ah yeah- [Goes a little quiet. Reminds him of Rufioh, not that he had been there long. His brows furrow. Hm...]
[Still though.]
Cute that those two were uh, ya know.
Yes! Darkleer got all excited about it
[It's also a reminder that Summoner felt very odd about the whole thing, so Darkleer racks his mind for a way to turn this conversation around.]
I think I much prefer having you all to my own than having to live vicariously through some strange doppleganger, however. It just doesn't compare to the real thing.
Okay wicked, I thought I remembered right.
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[He slips an arm around Summoner's shoulders, nuzzling into those bright red locks.]
Doing that would mean not getting to hold you like this, for example.
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[His wings shift a little.]
Ah- sorry, anyway, yeah.
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It's alright.
[He just... doesn't really know what to say now.]
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[Awkward silence for a good while too, until Darkleer finally thinks of something.]
So. Robots.
[Not very eloquent, but he's getting somewhere.]
I'm going to release a horde of them onto the city.
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