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!]]

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[heresyandlace]

.....





[yeah, no he's got nothing.

really, she's managed speechlessness out of him.

...she didn't even pick a leaf off the tree. she picked it off the ground.]

[ladiesss]

[hey, it had just recently fallen off! ten second rule!]

Man. [crunch. crunch. swallow.] That was way tastier than it had any right to be.

[heresyandlace]

Was it.

[it's not a question, really. He's just... yeah, he's still pretty unsettled. In that kind of grossed out way.

He'd like to think that it's a pretty normal reaction to watching a girl randomly crunch on recently-killed leaves.

...Which is maybe kind of funny, because he'd be much more understanding if she'd started chewing on animal carrion instead]

[ladiesss]

[...she will very quickly pluck four or five of those things off the sapling (probably most of the leaves it had left) and stuff them in her bag. free dross, get.]

So yeah.

[heresyandlace]

...

[somehow, this whole thing seems to remind him of something, his expression flattening out to something pretty judging]

...You still have my pen.

[and he wants it back. he hasn't forgotten that shit]

[ladiesss]

...What pen?

[has she already completely forgotten? ...maybe.]

[heresyandlace]

My pen. And my notebook.

[that's okay, he is more than fine with reminding her]

...You were a lot hairier at the time.

[ladiesss]

Oooooh, I regret every decision that led to that.

[SHE REMEMBERS NOW, and looks like she'd rather not. but she digs back into her bag and pulls out his pen and holds it out to him. :< it was a nice pen.]

The notebook's still in my room, though. Sorry.

[heresyandlace]

[it was a nice pen, and he's glad to have it back. They don't make pens like this around here. He got this one from the fancy wish machine and everything.]

I want it back. And you still owe me. [just a friendly reminder. He hasn't forgotten.]

[ladiesss]

Yeah, yeah... [she casually reaches into her bag and grabs another leaf to chew on.]

[heresyandlace]

...

[ugh... stop being gross, girl.

so flatly--] Why don't you just pick a whole bowl of them and eat them like a salad, while you're at it.

[ladiesss]

With like, Ranch? Ew. That's gross.

[SAYS THE GIRL EATING LEAVES. but she restrains herself after this one, at least.]

[heresyandlace]

[...yeah. He doesn't get the 'ranch' reference, but her calling anything gross is a little laughable at this point. So, he scoffs.]

...Do you make a habit of this, then?

[and here he'd thought she'd had good taste, with the whole boar roast thing. Apparently, he could have just served up a handful of leaf litter for dinner instead. That would have been a lot less work, and he could have saved that shirt]

[ladiesss]

No, this is the first time I've bothered trying.

I think maybe it's because you used magic on them? Death is a pretty good flavor. Except maybe to living things.

[which is actually the reason she likes dying, rotting things in general. but some mysteries may never be solved.]

...So I'll... stop eating dead leaves, then.

[heresyandlace]

[he gives one of those hums of agreement that says 'yes, please do stop eating leaves.' Even though he can actually really agree with most of that. Dying, rotting things is the foodstuff of his childhood. ...Dead leaves are still weird though.

So, his voice is still flat and judging.]

...Next time, I'll kill you something more appetizing.

[ladiesss]

You will? [:D]

[heresyandlace]

...I was kidding.

[giving her a look.]

[ladiesss]

...Oh. [:<] But the first one was so good, though...

[heresyandlace]

...Maybe I should start paying you for things with dead flowers, instead of money.

[or favors. whatever it was that he'd done before. ...the point is that she's weird.]

[ladiesss]

I do like... food...

[she looks like she might be seriously considering it, for a moment. don't tempt her.]

But I think I still like money more.

[heresyandlace]

Again, I'm kidding.

[he sighs. she's just not going to get it, so he moves on...]

And I have a new project for you.

[ladiesss]

[yep, it's just as well. she clears her throat and straightens up a little, because business is business!]

Another enchantment?

[heresyandlace]

[he folds his arms, because business is business. ...and his hands are getting pretty damn cold now.]

Yes, if you're up for it.

[ladiesss]

Yeah, of course. Is this more jewelry?

[h-heh, Tek and his jewelry. still thinks it's kind of funny, even if she knows he's also got a lady form.]

[heresyandlace]

Yes.

[raising his eyebrows in that 'do you have a problem with that?' kind of way]