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[mischief_fey]

Because I so seldom say when things are well...

Things are well.

I'm content. Just thee and me?

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[sinuous_dance]

::silently comes to sit at your door, hugs knees:::

[mischief_fey]

~pausing, and then stepping forward to open the door~

Little Lord... are you well?

[sinuous_dance]

*shakes head* ...where's 'Soka?
h-he...i made the stuoid journal and all.. and h-he doesn't come...
he is nowhere...
*very sad look*

[mischief_fey]

Little lord... ~crouching before you~ Does your 'Soka even have a journal? If not, he cannot come here... and does not know that you are here.

[sinuous_dance]

*angry, bangs forehead over knees* I sent him an e-mail! I have sent him twice! and he still has not replied!
he is too busy for me...?

[mischief_fey]

Or perhaps he has been away from his e-mail and so does not know that you have sent two?

It is not that he is too busy for you, but that he is too busy to have checked and seen that?

[sinuous_dance]

:::rubs back f hand to clean drippy nose::.
y-you think so?
h-he will read them, right?
I sh-should send them again...maybe it didn't arrive...
::clings to your sleeve, puts head there::: I h-hate this place...its too big and empty!

[mischief_fey]

There now. ~arm around you, and the other under your legs, picking you up against my chest~ Now it will not be empty... you will come inside with me and talk of interesting thigs, yes?

[sinuous_dance]

*feeling drowsy, nods meekly*

[mischief_fey]

~a faint, unreabable smile, walking in with you cradled in my arms and locating a comfortable place to sit, should you happen to fall asleep there~

~sitting and settling us both~ Now then... are you chilled?

[sinuous_dance]

*slurry voice* I g-got a cold.
::shivers and nuzzles against your chest, fighting the slumbering, absolutely ignoring the fact that I am being treated like a little boy::
Y-you are always warm, and smell good, why when I am with you, I always get sleepy?

[mischief_fey]

~an amused smile~ I don't know, perhaps it is because I am Fae... or Redcap. ~stroking your hair gently~ Or perhaps, I am simply boring.

[sinuous_dance]

:nuzzle, burrows nose to the opening on your shirt: y-you are not boring...
*licks the skin under it* you smell...taste good...

[mischief_fey]

~arched eyebrow, the light catching hair and reflecting as wet blood for an instant before the moment passes~

So I am edible now? Usually it is the other way around...

[sinuous_dance]

*glassy eyes, blink open, looking at the bloody hair* yumm...
*litfs my head up to catch a lock of your hair and chew on it* ...raw....yum...*slurry voice, drowsy blinks eyes shut*

[mischief_fey]

~chuckle softly, run a hand through your hair~ Sleep, allow it to look better when you wake...

You will not wake alone.