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[cursed_bird]

::aya had given him a book of simple spells, and, as she claimed, there were several healing spells in it. one promised to heal anything and everything, one would mask pain and mend tissue damage, and one was specifically for the immediate repair of broken bones. the only thing left was to contact the witness.::

::Nagi? Are ye around?::

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[killwithmymind]

::Yeah. 'Sup?::

[cursed_bird]

::Will ye come by? I've found a way to repair myself, but I'd prefer to have another present when I do so. It won't take but a minute.::

[killwithmymind]

::Just a moment.:: And a moment later, there's a knock at Farf's door.

[cursed_bird]

::and there's a farf letting nagi in::

Thank ye. I trust this book to be what it claims to be, but I'd not risk casting a spell without letting either Schuldig or ye know I was doing so. ::come into the library?:: Were ye missed, in your world?

[tastes_of_honey]

::Schu appears fresh from work in a long dark green trench coat, matching pants, and a yellow tie that should melt eyeballs. He has a bandage on one cheekbone and a somewhat crazier than usual gleam in his eyes, but he's definitely in a good mood.::

::Huh. Odd mental scent. Like... power. Was Farf messing with God's poutine again? Screaming at angels? Could be interesting. And he missed his wolf....::

::I'm baaaaaaaaack. Somebody miss me already.::

[cursed_bird]

::Who... Schuldig? Ye're back, good. I'll be with ye in a moment. ...I've a visitor here I need to deal with first. Please, come in.::

I've company, and You were not invited. Leave, and take Your glorious lies with You.

[tastes_of_honey]

::walks in, stretching luxuriously::

::Sure. I give you the best glorious stuff anyway.::

[cursed_bird]

::This is a muchly different sort of glorious, love.::

::gesturing violently at the apparition in the corner, teeth bared and all but yelling::

My only interest in Your lineage is the colour of his blood and the wound his death left in Your side! You will be gone from this place, or I will drive You out! ...Do not think I cannot do what I say, for I keep my promises, Deceiver!

[cursed_bird]

::there is a new door in the kitchen, next to the door to the workroom. it leads to a small bedroom, just large enough for a queen-size bed and a small endtable.::

[cursed_bird]

((And this is the bed.))

[killwithmymind]

After a moment's consideration, Nagi goes to flop on the bed and wait for Schu and Farf to get there. That walking and kissing thing is hard enough with two people. With three, it would probably end up a farce.

[cursed_bird]

::walking and kissing is difficult, but letting go of the schu right now just isn't going to happen. solution? one hand under the knees, one hand around the back and in The Hair, and schu, you have been scooped! much easier to kiss and walk now, and into the bedroom you go!::