21 ♐ Whistle while you work

[aim_exorable]

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.

Comments

[rebull]

Intelligent and talented, hard to doubt she's from the holy caretaker's lineage, eh? Dolorosa should be proud. [A smile, leaning back a little, Arden moving to curl up on his lap.]

[aim_exorable]

I have no doubt of that. [His gaze drifts a little, smile lowering down to something quieter.] I think most of us are proud of our descendents, with good reason.

[rebull]

Most, yeah. [A smile, knowing someone right off the bat who is not proud, so much. But that's because he's a huge ass hole and his descendant's not.]

[grandhighblood]

[rebull]

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[grandhighblood]

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[grandhighblood]

[rebull]

[grand highblood-san...]

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[what up betch]

[rebull]

[Your body fat percentage.]

[grandhighblood]

[aim_exorable]

[No one cares what that douchebag thinks, so bluh on him!]

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.

[rebull]

Your legacy? [A kind of snort.] Turned out okay to me. Still a tight ass though, seems to be a uh, blue blood thing though. [Chuckles, shoving his shoulder against Darkleer's, even if Darkleer's a fucking wall and doesn't really move at all from the push.]

[aim_exorable]

Oh, hush. At the time it wasn't looking particularly good, you know. [It still... kind of isn't, when he thinks about it... And yeah, he's definitely not moving, you are banging a troll built like a starship, Summoner.]

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

[rebull]

[And oh how nice that is. Nice-and-sturdy.]

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

[aim_exorable]

Yes, it's nice.

[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.

[rebull]

Doesn't it now? [A soft smile, hesitantly setting his chin on the other's shoulder.]

[aim_exorable]

Not a bit.

[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.

[rebull]

Heh, know you like to, pretty warm after all. Fang'd say the same all the time- [Wooooff, catches himself, he shouldn't have mentioned Mindfang. it's just hard not- having her in his head these days with her around, and hell, having to watch over her every day lately too...]

[His wings shift a little.]

Ah- sorry, anyway, yeah.

[aim_exorable]

[Yeaaaaaah, that kind of kills the mood. Darkleer just gives an awkward nod.]

It's alright.

[He just... doesn't really know what to say now.]

[rebull]

[Sure is awkward silence now.]

[aim_exorable]

[Yeeeeeep....]

[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.