MINGLING POST

[birdsbirdsbirds]

[I hope that everyone in Accord has wish-machine'd up some sweaters, because it's getting cold outside! especially around the Tower, what with all those delightful ocean winds around to make things extra-chilly. it's not so bad indoors, though. the Stewards have been doing a good job of keeping the place nice and warm for you.

so what has the crazy tower bunch been up to? jumping in leaf piles? huddling inside for warmth? trying to break the world record for most cookies baked in a week? plotting to murder everyone with horrible death magic? there's plenty to be doing and plenty of people to bother, so go talk to your neighbors! make a friend, or talk to someone you haven't seen in a while! or just, you know, stumble awkwardly into their business. that works too.]


[[ooc: aw yeah, mingling post! make your own comment, tag other people's comments, go crazy!]]

Comments

[birdsbirdsbirds]

I just think they'd die just fine on their own, without your help.

[he puts his hands up behind his head. totally not bothered. nope.]

[heresyandlace]

Exactly.

[and his hands get stuffed idly into his pockets. there's really nothing interesting about this conversation, nope.]

So, what's the difference?

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Nothing. No difference.

[oh no you don't. he is not getting dragged into one of THESE conversations.]

[heresyandlace]

[but that's no fun. :\]

Oh. Alright.

[...he'll just go back to it, then. reaching out and nudging living things off this mortal coil while he strolls along]

[birdsbirdsbirds]

...And you're going to do that the whole time?

[YES OKAY HE'S BOTHERED.]

[heresyandlace]

[hopefully Robin can feel the smugness just roll off of him, at that]

...I thought there was no difference.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Maybe I like seeing things that aren't dead yet, okay?

[UGH TEK GET OFF HIS CASE.]

[heresyandlace]

Winter bothers you that badly?



[...ah, just going to kill one more little plant, deciding at the last minute as they pass it. he couldn't help himself.]

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Winter doesn't bother me. [:/ he rolls his eyes.] But some things live even in winter, and maybe I find the struggle kind of... charming, I don't know.

[heresyandlace]

[oh... oh no...

He just gets this look on his face like he's holding in a laugh. Like he just finds this explanation absolutely precious.]

[birdsbirdsbirds]

[............]

...What.

[heresyandlace]

[...]

Nothing.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

No, bullshit. What's that look for?

[heresyandlace]

Nothing.

[and then one of those pauses that he can't quite keep a straight face through]

...It's just cute.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Oh. [he ends up crossing his arms.] Is that what it is?

[heresyandlace]

Yes.

[he's not even trying to hide his amusement now, bumping teasingly into Robin's elbow now that he's got his arms folded like that.]

It is.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Great. I'm glad that's been... established.

[he looks over at him before he just... rolls his eyes and gives him a very casual punch to the shoulder. because anything harder would make him mad, the nance.]

[heresyandlace]

[it's true. But he rolls with this one just fine--he's aware that he probably deserves it. He takes the shot and sways away a little, as if he'd been hit harder than he was, though it's just because of the giggling. And then he's wandering right back as they stroll along]

It is cute, though. Goodness.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

[this was a mistake. he should have just kept walking. why does he even talk to him. ...besides those other pretty good reasons.]

If I ask why, am I going to immediately regret doing so?

[heresyandlace]

I just find it... [another pause, this one to play up finding the perfect word. So, the answer to that question is probably yes.] ...poetic.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Well... Fuck you, I'm older than dirt. I'm allowed.

[he will just subtly bend down and scoop up a handful of snow while they walk. from one of those untouched piles in the shade that actually had some depth to it.]

[heresyandlace]

Of course you are. Appreciating the struggle against the inevitable draw of death... it's almost romantic.

[yeah no he's just going to keep at this]

In a naive sort of way.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

[well good, because Robin skips ahead and throws the handful of snow right at Tek's face.]

[heresyandlace]

[it's a good thing that he's in a good mood and was kind of expecting something like that, because he's able to just hiss and snarl instead of react with truly insulted rage.

After he shakes his head and paws snow out of his hair, he dodges a step over to one of those shady spots so he can kick a splash of snow up at Robin's face in return]

[birdsbirdsbirds]

[HE DID NOT EXPECT SUCH RETALIATION. he sputters and stumbles backwards, half-laughing and half-groaning while tries to shake freezing-cold snow out of his shirt.]

Freezing, jeez--

[but he'll do a rather FABULOUS roll over towards the next pile and lop another snow scoop in Tek's direction.]