Not Even A Mouse;

[thalassino]

Characters: EVERYONE
Location: ALL AROUND (but mostly in the plaza)
Time: MORNING - NIGHT??? (aka all day)
Style: Whatever suits!
Status: OPEN

T'was the night before Christmas and all through Vatheon

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[redbullrenegade]

[Well, he's already gotten acquainted with the lusus, had a rather enjoyable conversation as well. It was... refreshing. They merely reflected on their stays on Alternia, enjoying fond memories. Colour Summoner surprised at meeting a lusus here, but a lot of weird things have been happening today with this whole stocking thing. Someone special did come up into conversation though, Darkleer~. Apparently they know eachother? Adorable! Cough, excuse me, adorabull. Summoner let her in on some fond feelings he slung Darkleer's way, though he and Darkleer hadn't spent that much time together over all so there wasn't much to say. Either way, Summoner felt like it might be good to swoop in that blue troll's direction and send a greeting his way.]

[Took a little bit, but the armor clad troll isn't hard to find and Summoner smirks, flying down in his direction and hovers out of reach for a moment.]

[Darkleer looks... happy.]

[Kinda wondering if he should ruin it because Lysunder's a little sure that he might with his presence alone.]

[Wait, PFFT. He doesn't care! He wants to talk to him!]

Chir! [He trills. Oh that's fun to say.] Darling daaarling!

[aim_exorable]

[After all of this? Not even Summoner can ruin Darkleer's rare good mood. True, the smile does ease from his face, but the tension normally found with him doesn't come back and his expression isn't stony as usual. The lack of glasses might help with that; Darkleer has mastered control over every ounce of his expressions except for how much his eyes give away. Right now? It's just some fond exasperation, shining past his usual exhaustion and sadness.]

I see you've been talking to her. [As if on cue, Dural flaps down and lands on his outstretched arm. She nips at his hair and tucks it behind one ear fussily, which he deals with patiently as he murmurs.] You speak too much...

[redbullrenegade]

He's kidding, you speak just enough. Don't think it'll hurt to caw a little more... let out another peep... here, or there. [Smirks, eyes moving from Dural to Darkleer. Summoner's wings smooth out, letting him go to a slow land at a comfortable speaking difference. Smile stays, hands at his hips. The smile widens though, Summoner leaning forward a little, eyes half lidded, eyebrows up.]

That I have! She is quite the lady, though I suppose that makes sense with how close you two are, hm? I mean, I'm practically drowning in class around just one of you, and now? [Stands straight, slicking a hand through dyed hair.] Feel like even more of just some punk kid. [His whopping 12 sweeps to Darkleer's 200 or so. Yeah, I'd say kid, y e p.]

[aim_exorable]

Of course I do. [Dural just gives a prim and proper huffing noise, feathers puffing up. This here is a diva, and y'all better recognize.] He is not my grub. We do not smell the same, so we cannot lay claim to one another! He is thankful that I stay and tend his mess like so. [By 'mess', she seems to mean his hair, because she goes right back to fiddling with it. Darkleer simply leans his head away and ignores the small ruffle of feathers.]

It doesn't help that you act like a 'punk' kid. [Lightly, Darkleer snorts.] Still, at least you are getting along with her. It is not surprising, but still good news.

[redbullrenegade]

Well whatever you're doing, you're doing right, come on woman, you got the know how. I'll just continue to enjoy your hard work. [He DOES like long hair. Back home he normally found himself swooning over a hair flip any day. Good on ya, Dural baby.]

Not surprising? Is that a compliment my way or in insult at her expense? [Smirk.]

[aim_exorable]

Always. [Well, that seems to certainly satisfy her and she begins to preen herself self importantly.]

A simple statement, and that is all. You are both social creatures, after all.

[redbullrenegade]

Too true, sad that she gets along with you so well and I kinda fall flat. But it doesn't help with how forward I am, hey? Maybe we should start over.

Could teach you how to use that voice of yours? Unless a flutterhum is just your kind of wing beast?

[aim_exorable]

...What.

[...Dural, you traitor. The usual lineface is back in place, but there's no hiding the slight embarrassment in his stare.]

I have no idea what you're babbling about now.

[redbullrenegade]

[Oh ho, that's cute. If that hit him that hard wonder what the rest would do.]

[Summoner leans forward again, humming a little, eyes closing, nice and in tune.]

~ You sure? Oh, right, you think singing is embarrassing, right? Maybe if you're not the best at it, but, I really think singing is a wonderful way of expressing yourself, no matter if you're tone deaf or a vocal genius.

[aim_exorable]

[You wouldn't see him for a straight month is what the rest would do.]

[Darkleer just stiffens up at that humming.]

I really think you're just a babbling fool and that this conversation topic is completely irrelevant to myself.

[redbullrenegade]

[A whole month? Aw...]

Ple~ase?

[aim_exorable]

Please what?

[Glaaaaare. Summoner, you are just too good at ruining a perfectly good day.]

[redbullrenegade]

[Sigh.]

I'm just offering to teach you how to sing! Why do you have to makes things to difficult?