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I don't know how to break this to you, but there is nothing above the tail. I am all tail. Literally a tail with wings pasted on.
[He flops down to lie on his back across Eren's lap, draping said tail over the end of the couch.]
But yeah, I'm like a ghost thing. I mean, I'm solid, kind of, but there's not a lot here.
[He flops down to lie on his back across Eren's lap, draping said tail over the end of the couch.]
But yeah, I'm like a ghost thing. I mean, I'm solid, kind of, but there's not a lot here.
[he squints, looking him over] No, you've got like... a torso here. [but the mental image of nothing but a disembodied tail with wings makes Eren snigger. But with a lapful of birdghost, he does what comes naturally.
And that is petting his hair and feathery ruff]
But you feel solid.
And that is petting his hair and feathery ruff]
But you feel solid.
It comes in handy for quick escapes, yeah. Not too many practical applications under fire, but I'll take what I can get.
[His eyes close gradually under the petting, but he shifts backwards off Eren's lap to sit up and lean against his arm instead.]
Glad you're around, dude.
[His eyes close gradually under the petting, but he shifts backwards off Eren's lap to sit up and lean against his arm instead.]
Glad you're around, dude.
Yeah.
[He goes quiet, staring into his cocoa and not thinking of much. Finally, he looks up.]
Promise you won't disappear on me.
[It's selfish. Selfish and impossible. But Davesprite just wants to hear it. He knows better than to believe Eren can keep it, if the city decides to let him go.
He just wants to hear him promise.]
[He goes quiet, staring into his cocoa and not thinking of much. Finally, he looks up.]
Promise you won't disappear on me.
[It's selfish. Selfish and impossible. But Davesprite just wants to hear it. He knows better than to believe Eren can keep it, if the city decides to let him go.
He just wants to hear him promise.]
[the petting stops for a moment. Eren looks away, past his cocoa, past the couch, past the walls of the house. He wants him to promise that? But, he can't promise that. It's not possible.
But then, Eren was always doing the impossible. Because he had to. Because it was his lot in life.
So he turns to Davesprite, with a determined look on his face, and sticks out his hand with the pinky finger extended. Such a silly, juvenile action. But Eren's expression is as serious as a heart attack]
Only if you promise me the same thing. I promise I won't leave you. Ok?
But then, Eren was always doing the impossible. Because he had to. Because it was his lot in life.
So he turns to Davesprite, with a determined look on his face, and sticks out his hand with the pinky finger extended. Such a silly, juvenile action. But Eren's expression is as serious as a heart attack]
Only if you promise me the same thing. I promise I won't leave you. Ok?
[Davesprite looks up, surprised by the sincerity in Eren's voice even though he wanted to hear it. The expression he grants Eren is open and almost vulnerable, eyes wide behind his shades.
Then he smiles, a faint, gentle thing he hasn't shown Eren before, and links pinkies with him.]
I'm not going anywhere. Scout's honor.
[He lets the moment sit for a while, soaking in the warmth. Then his smirk widens.]
Gaaaaaay.
Then he smiles, a faint, gentle thing he hasn't shown Eren before, and links pinkies with him.]
I'm not going anywhere. Scout's honor.
[He lets the moment sit for a while, soaking in the warmth. Then his smirk widens.]
Gaaaaaay.
[Eren is nothing if he's not ridiculously sincere. Always. To a fault. But that's a wonderful smile. He decides he likes it quite a but]
You're not even a scout, are you?
[THEN LIKE THAT, the moment is over. Eren rolls his eyes and shoves Davesprite away lightly] Yeah, that's kind of the definition, isn't it?
You're not even a scout, are you?
[THEN LIKE THAT, the moment is over. Eren rolls his eyes and shoves Davesprite away lightly] Yeah, that's kind of the definition, isn't it?
[ It was a long, trying night, perfectly capping off the long, trying, terrifying day that came before it. Xion has slept little and remains exhausted. But when her latest fitful attempt to get some rest ends with her staring blankly at the ceiling, she finally gives up and rouses herself from Dirk's bed.
There's one last person she needs to see. Her only detour is to snag a sweater from her room before she begins her search in earnest.
They have much to discuss, and she knows she won't be able to get any real sleep until she sees him. ]
There's one last person she needs to see. Her only detour is to snag a sweater from her room before she begins her search in earnest.
They have much to discuss, and she knows she won't be able to get any real sleep until she sees him. ]
[He might take a while to find, since he's not even in the house. He's cuddled up with Snoop in the birdhouse Dirk and Eren helped build basically built for him, actually dozing lightly for once, tired out from yelling at blue-eyed boys and generally freaking out.
It's a big nest, still much too big for Snoop alone, and the two of them are huddled up near one edge with Davesprite on the outside, providing as much heat as he can to his downy charge.]
It's a big nest, still much too big for Snoop alone, and the two of them are huddled up near one edge with Davesprite on the outside, providing as much heat as he can to his downy charge.]
[ It takes Xion a while to finally give up and head into the backyard - only to be brought up short by the sight of his faint glow coming from the birdhouse. Of course. She wants to smile, though she just hasn't got the energy for it. About all she's got left in her is the effort needed to climb the short ladder and settle, as carefully as possible, into the next with her boyfriend and their adopted monsterbird child.
Instead of speaking, she'll simply reach out to brush her fingers over one of Davesprite's wings. ]
Instead of speaking, she'll simply reach out to brush her fingers over one of Davesprite's wings. ]
Mmh.
[He doesn't wake up right away, as he usually does when startled. He just stirs a little, wing fluttering under her touch, and then he slowly opens his eyes. When he sees her, he rolls away from Snoop with a sleepy grunt and rubs his eyes with the palm of his hand, dislodging his shades.]
Xion. Hey, 's like fuck o'clock in the morning. 'Sup?
[His free hand seeks hers out blindly as a yawn cracks his jaw.]
[He doesn't wake up right away, as he usually does when startled. He just stirs a little, wing fluttering under her touch, and then he slowly opens his eyes. When he sees her, he rolls away from Snoop with a sleepy grunt and rubs his eyes with the palm of his hand, dislodging his shades.]
Xion. Hey, 's like fuck o'clock in the morning. 'Sup?
[His free hand seeks hers out blindly as a yawn cracks his jaw.]
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