Metis - you had better be resting. But if you are not, like I know you aren't, I'd like to see you. I'd also like to ask if I could request something.
To be fair - despite our quick visit yesterday, I did stay in the medical bay all day! I even had to unfortunately turn away quite a few people per Io's strict medical suggestion. ...Well, mayhap not necessarily strict, that was more a joke we just needed extensive care and Anyway, I would like nothing more than to see you, yes. Send your request to me and I can come personally deliver it if it is something I can provide. Where would you like to meet?
[she's not karen right this instant but boy does that whole first part make her go JIIIIIIIII
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I'd like to have perfumes and nice smelling sprays, if I can request those. Like the books I asked for, a while ago. As for a meeting place... The new park, perhaps?
Perfume and nice smelling sprays... That should be more than manageable. And I was thinking of taking a leisure walk in the park, so that works well. I'll meet you there then.
[ Which he'll come by the park's entryway soon enough, not to keep her waiting too long on the chance she gets there first. There's a little bag in hand and he's a bit distracted peeking a bit nervously into it. Per the norm his helmet is not here and his hood is pushed back. ]
[she's glad he is being a good cat it means she doesn't have to spray him with a water bottle
anyway, she makes her way over! she's healed now, completely. so her walk is a little more graceful, and she's a little more used to her leg. she's wearing this today, making her way through the park. when she sees him, she smiles! how does he look... is he injured still, or doing better.]
Oh, lovely perfect fit. Love that for her. And he seems perfectly fine!! There are no obvious injuries to see, it really looks as if he went in for maximum healing since he's holding himself fine as well. Though ears perk straight up when he sees her and he makes his way over. ]
[ It's affection week so he's meeting her with a hug! A warm and gentle one. But. Also. Kinda just, tilting his head and bunting her head gingerly with his. Cat bunt'd. ]
[good! she's such a hypocrite because it took her like a full week to fully heal so it's not like she can say shit to him about any of this
anyway, he comes up to her, and she isn't at all surprised by the hug. it's so nice - warm, and gentle, and the kind that she isn't very used to. but that doesn't mean she doesn't like it. she does, very much so. she returns it, even - though she's a little less practiced.
and she laughs a bit when he bunts her! not meanly, but.]
Hello to you too. [she hums.] I'm glad to see you in good shape.
[ If it's notably less practiced, he doesn't seem to mind, sinking a little into her hug even though he's careful about it. She does look better, and that's a relief - but he doesn't want to hurt her if there is still something there. ]
Um... belatedly, I realized I should have seen to any preferences you had... [ It's said sheepishly - embarrassed? Ears flick back, a small peek of a swishing tail below. But he shifts the bag from his arm and hands it over. Inside are perfumes with various floral scents (iris, lavender, etc) along with those nicely scented sprays. ] I can always exchange them if you would like something else.
It's alright, I'm sure whatever you brought will do perfectly. [she watches his ears flick, lips twitching. happily, she takes the bag and looks through them.] I don't often wear perfumes, but... I wanted a pick-me-up this week.
[she's alive! she's alive. so... she thinks she should get to smell nice.]
So you say... [ But he still! Fidgets! As she looks through them, his hands press and rub together as if he doesn't know what to do with them. Fidgeting with flicks of his ears as he watches, as if to gauge whether she truly is satisfied with the selection. ]
Perhaps it would have been better to see another about them. [ Like Amalthea? However, his head tilts listening, and it does have his fidgeting lessening, smiling gently. ] Tis a new week after all, a pick-me-up is always a good way to start things.
[ She is alive, and deserves little treats to live this life she has however she wants. ]
[ lavender smell! he watches her, a hint of amusement and fond. a look that softens considerably so at her words. ]
..If you like them, then that is all that matters. [ when their gaze meet, he stares at her for a moment before shaking his head with a smile. ]
Of course. You need not thank me. [ even though his cheeks tint a little pink. it's hard to ignore the urge to reach out, so he does as he brushes some of her hair to the side. ] Seeing you smile is rewarding enough.
[she watches him for a second, taking in the slightly pink cheeks, and when he brushes her hair to the side, she hums, soft.]
... You're very kind to me. [she says. she smiles - for him, mostly, because he likes it, and she doesn't mind.] I wish you were half as kind to yourself, you know.
[ There's a blink at that mention, head tilting. ]
You deserve kindness and more after everything. [ It's a gentle murmur of words, though he has a complicated look when she returns it. Peering at her smile as ears flick back into his hair. ]
There are some moments where I allow myself to be selfish - but only momentarily. I would say that is in a sense a kindness to myself. [ To allow himself that, but.. ] ...Ultimately, in the end, I will be only a small mention in everyone's books, and I am content with that fact. To live in the moment of it.
and lets go of him for just a second so that she can take his face in her hands, staring at him. eye contact.]
You are not a footnote. [she tells him, firmly.] You understand how frustrating it is for those of us who care for you to hear this, yes? To hear you talk about yourself like you're only tolerated?
[she runs her thumb along his cheek.]
Being selfish is not what you're doing. You barely take at all. Take more. Don't be ridiculous.
[ Red eyes widen a fraction at that face hold, blinking a few in his surprise, but he does not look away from her eyes. Even as one hand raises, careful, hesitant as it settles over hers to keep her own there.
It is difficult to argue against those words. It's clear as day, after all. All too familiar with that frustration. There's a small shiver at the feel of her thumb before he closes his eyes, sighing softly. ]
...It would be unfair of me to take any more. [ Gently, he presses their foreheads together, gaze fluttering open to look at her again. ] The heart often yearns for what it cannot have, taking only a little is all I feel I am allowed to have.
[ (...) An apologetic smile shows as he straightens a little, ears flicking. ] I did not intend to sour the mood, I'm sorry.
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I'd also like to ask if I could request something.
To be fair - despite our quick visit yesterday, I did stay in the medical bay all day! I even had to unfortunately turn away quite a few people per Io's strict medical suggestion. ...Well, mayhap not necessarily strict, that was more a joke we just needed extensive care and
Anyway, I would like nothing more than to see you, yes.
Send your request to me and I can come personally deliver it if it is something I can provide.
Where would you like to meet?
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anyway]
I'd like to have perfumes and nice smelling sprays, if I can request those. Like the books I asked for, a while ago.
As for a meeting place...
The new park, perhaps?
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Perfume and nice smelling sprays... That should be more than manageable.
And I was thinking of taking a leisure walk in the park, so that works well.
I'll meet you there then.
[ Which he'll come by the park's entryway soon enough, not to keep her waiting too long on the chance she gets there first. There's a little bag in hand and he's a bit distracted peeking a bit nervously into it. Per the norm his helmet is not here and his hood is pushed back. ]
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anyway, she makes her way over! she's healed now, completely. so her walk is a little more graceful, and she's a little more used to her leg. she's wearing this today, making her way through the park. when she sees him, she smiles! how does he look... is he injured still, or doing better.]
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Oh, lovely perfect fit. Love that for her. And he seems perfectly fine!! There are no obvious injuries to see, it really looks as if he went in for maximum healing since he's holding himself fine as well. Though ears perk straight up when he sees her and he makes his way over. ]
'Tis good to see you as always, Lady Throné.
[ It's affection week so he's meeting her with a hug! A warm and gentle one. But. Also. Kinda just, tilting his head and bunting her head gingerly with his. Cat bunt'd. ]
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anyway, he comes up to her, and she isn't at all surprised by the hug. it's so nice - warm, and gentle, and the kind that she isn't very used to. but that doesn't mean she doesn't like it. she does, very much so. she returns it, even - though she's a little less practiced.
and she laughs a bit when he bunts her! not meanly, but.]
Hello to you too. [she hums.] I'm glad to see you in good shape.
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I thought the very same for you.
[ He pulls back enough just to peer at her, content to see her in a more healthier state... happier? Cheeks a light tint at the laugh. To bunt without warning... do forgive him Throné. ] --Oh. Yes, your items.
Um... belatedly, I realized I should have seen to any preferences you had... [ It's said sheepishly - embarrassed? Ears flick back, a small peek of a swishing tail below. But he shifts the bag from his arm and hands it over. Inside are perfumes with various floral scents (iris, lavender, etc) along with those nicely scented sprays. ] I can always exchange them if you would like something else.
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she is fully healed by now, though her leg is still the lég and she's scarred. but it's nice to not be in pain for the first time in a while, and her spirit is lighter, like it always is when she gets the chance to start a little more fresh.]
It's alright, I'm sure whatever you brought will do perfectly. [she watches his ears flick, lips twitching. happily, she takes the bag and looks through them.] I don't often wear perfumes, but... I wanted a pick-me-up this week.
[she's alive! she's alive. so... she thinks she should get to smell nice.]
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Perhaps it would have been better to see another about them. [ Like Amalthea? However, his head tilts listening, and it does have his fidgeting lessening, smiling gently. ] Tis a new week after all, a pick-me-up is always a good way to start things.
[ She is alive, and deserves little treats to live this life she has however she wants. ]
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I like to ask you for things. [she says, idly, breathing in.] You did well with the books, before. And I like these.
[she glances at him.]
... Thank you.
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..If you like them, then that is all that matters. [ when their gaze meet, he stares at her for a moment before shaking his head with a smile. ]
Of course. You need not thank me. [ even though his cheeks tint a little pink. it's hard to ignore the urge to reach out, so he does as he brushes some of her hair to the side. ] Seeing you smile is rewarding enough.
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... You're very kind to me. [she says. she smiles - for him, mostly, because he likes it, and she doesn't mind.] I wish you were half as kind to yourself, you know.
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You deserve kindness and more after everything. [ It's a gentle murmur of words, though he has a complicated look when she returns it. Peering at her smile as ears flick back into his hair. ]
There are some moments where I allow myself to be selfish - but only momentarily. I would say that is in a sense a kindness to myself. [ To allow himself that, but.. ] ...Ultimately, in the end, I will be only a small mention in everyone's books, and I am content with that fact. To live in the moment of it.
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and lets go of him for just a second so that she can take his face in her hands, staring at him. eye contact.]
You are not a footnote. [she tells him, firmly.] You understand how frustrating it is for those of us who care for you to hear this, yes? To hear you talk about yourself like you're only tolerated?
[she runs her thumb along his cheek.]
Being selfish is not what you're doing. You barely take at all. Take more. Don't be ridiculous.
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It is difficult to argue against those words. It's clear as day, after all. All too familiar with that frustration. There's a small shiver at the feel of her thumb before he closes his eyes, sighing softly. ]
...It would be unfair of me to take any more. [ Gently, he presses their foreheads together, gaze fluttering open to look at her again. ] The heart often yearns for what it cannot have, taking only a little is all I feel I am allowed to have.
[ (...) An apologetic smile shows as he straightens a little, ears flicking. ] I did not intend to sour the mood, I'm sorry.