A small pink moth like girl comes over and gives everyone pretty flower crowns.
Asra: Thank you! This is quite beautiful, did you make it yourself?
Julian: For me? Thank you, this is amazing. You're absolutely adorable.
Portia: A flower crown? This is great!! I know a great place to get wild flowers so we can make some together!
Nadia: thank you, my dear. I'll be sure to preserve it.
Lucio: what use is this? Well, it's rather... Nice.
Faust: flowers? Smell good, thank you friend
Muriel: I, thank you.
MC: oh! Wow this is amazing, you're so sweet!! Let me get you a gift in return.
Julian blushes deeply and brushes off his clothes. His shirt was ripped, exposing most of his chest. He fumbled with the pieces before shrugging.
“Yeah, I’m fine. My shirt isn’t though!” He laughed.
Vincent almost half smirks, before leaning down to help the other up. “It was no trouble. The ferals do not wish to fight a pack leader. They are not strong enough. Just scavengers.” He kept his voice low as he spoke. Looking ahead of them as he offered to help the other to his feet. “It is not far. Do you think you can keep walking?”
“Do you have any alcohol? He’s gonna need it,” Julian asks, already crouching down beside the young man, and looking at the wounds. He took one of the strips of cloth and dunked it into the wat water, rung it out, and then cleaned the wounds as carefully as possible. Thankfully none seemed infected. He cleaned each wound as carefully as he could. He then took the needle and thread, stitching up the wounds that needed it. He did it as fast and cleanly as he could. He took the other pieces of cloth and bandaged him as tightly as he could, but not too tight as to restrict breathing.
Vincent shook his head. Setting out three bowls and pouring food into each. He looked out the window. But he shook off the feeling and took out some spoons to eat the stew with. The little winged lizard on his shoulder chirping and eyeing Julian. “Will you need to stay here? I wouldn’t mind to give you shelter if you need it.”
It’d be hard to gather a lot of info about thousands of people, or at least to me. Especially when a lot of them speak so many different languages. - 4th Wall Anon
Oh! I didn't think of that. Thousands play the game? That is... Quite a lot. How does the game end? Wait, am I allowed to know? I wonder if it would effect me.
*hugs Nadia*
Ah, thank you love.
"Yeah, Portia she's… she's really nice. Has a cute cat, you should see her home, it's rather quaint. Now, what is a lot is having all of Nadia's family there." Julian says.
At the comment on his shirt he glanced down and blushed, fumbling to at least button a few. Most were used to him being half undressed, but he did want to make a good impression.
"Sorry about that. If this person were to be sober and clothed, where could they pick you up?" Julian asks.
the-arcana-rp:
He gladly took the bread and slowly nibbled on it. Wouldn’t do him any good to get sick all over someone he just met. And a pretty someone too.
“Thanks,” he said, nodding his head. “I agree with you on the stuffy part. I’m sure you’d like the people in it though.” He couldn’t help but think of Portia, he smiled fondly before shaking his head slightly.
“This city has a lot to offer, full of people from all over. It can get overwhelming, so having someone who knows the city helps.” He says, smirking slightly.
@the-arcana-rp
“Maybe…I met the Countess and her handmaiden. I think her name is Portia? She’s sweet. But everyone else there is..Uppity. Especially the Countess’ court.” Ellyon rolled her eyes remembering their introductions. She listened to him about the city. She saw his smirk and had one of her own.
“Then perhaps this someone can show me around? When he’s sober and his shirt is buttoned up.” Ellyon laughed lightly and leaned back on her chair, watching him carefully. She wanted to be sure if he fell, she’d catch him.
In that case, can I call you my teddy bear? Cause you’re big and soft like one.
I...do not mind.
I’d love to go on a mini adventure with you! Oh, the things we could do and the places we could see! I’m so excited. \( > w < )/
Let's!! I know exactly where we can start!
🎁 //For all the main muses <3
🎁 - A creative gift they received
Julian: Ah! I know! It actually came from Asra, believe it or not. He grew this plant that is great for healing. He even taught me how to take care of it, so it keeps growing and I can use it for as long as I need.
Nadia: Mmmm, well I would say MC gave me a very creative gift. They made me a candle. It smells absolutely delightful and I burn it every chance I get.
Asra: Lucio did give me a painting of himself, though I didn’t keep it. What a vain man.
Lucio: I get so many gifts, how am I supposed to pick? If I must, a creative ‘gift’ if you would call it, was Nadia’s gift of stabbing me in the back!
Faust: ssss…. blanket from Portia, very comfy!
MC: Well, I’ve gotten quite a few gifts from the others, but one that really stood out was when Faust brought me a mouse! I was surprised she didn’t eat it herself!
Pasha: Oh! Um, well I did get a very creative gift from Ilya. He gave me a booklet on how to tie different knots. Of course, one was the noose. It was very unique. I’d read it, but his handwriting is atrocious.
💛🍃🌺🌙If you receive this you make somebody happy. Go and send this to ten of your followers who make you happy or somebody you think needs cheering up, if you want to. If you get it back even better 🌙🌺🍃💛
Awww thank you!!!
Hey, Lucio. Just a thought, but do you sometimes use your sharp, golden fingers as a comb?
Hmm, I have, though I must keep my hair in perfect condition at all times.