Have a Heart Poker

[rebull]

Who: Lysunder and Darkleer
When: Early morning
Where: SFC then somewhere later
Style: Whatev. Probably prose.
Status: Closed

yOU.

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[rebull]

That is something lowbloods will never really have to deal with, forgetting such things. Summoner has yet to realize that for himself, but for now he'll just take that smile and return one of his own.

"Oh." The orange flush is back. He opens a hand and takes his triforce earrings out, putting either of them on. His horns shrink to their smaller size and he shrugs slightly, letting out a nervous laugh as he points to either ear.

"I uh, forgot these and I kinda... Got. Stuck." Pause.

"Er, you know."

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"Stuck."

Just that simple word as Darkleer stares over at him, an eyebrow quirked. Then he raises his hand to cough into it... although maybe the way his eyes crinkle a bit at the corners hints that a cough is the least of his worries.

"I see."

[rebull]

Yeah, covering his face with his hands now.

"Ugh."