A SECRET PASTIME.

[a_bloodspeaker]

[Adra is in the woods: specifically, he is in a pond in the woods, half-naked, humming to himself.  The tattoos on his body are glowing a light blue as he bends over a set of lilypads, fiddling with a number of twigs.  A chorus of frogs accompanies him,  hopping out of the water and onto the pads occasionally, and he seems quite soothed by their

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i'm on a hearthstone radio, i'm on a hearthstone, whoa-o, raadio~

[aurefion]

[Was that just a soft laugh coming through your hearthstone? Oh, I think it was.]

[a_bloodspeaker]

[blinks in agitation at his hearthstone] I ... is this thing on? [he shakes it in frustration, shouting] DISREGARD, CITIZENS.

[aurefion]

Oh, I do hope Sir Leapington and Lady Leapfrond don't mind the publicity.

[a_bloodspeaker]

Sh-shut up, fool! Your opinion is not required!

his flustered face is so adorable! |D

[aurefion]

There's no reason to get upset.

[avali_dawnblade]

Magister! [She sits up, looking annoyed at hearing the conversation.] Do not yell at her!!

[a_bloodspeaker]

I'LL YELL AT WHOMEVER I DEEM NECESSARY FOR SAID YELLING.

[aurefion]

Really, calm down. There's nothing to yell about.

[avali_dawnblade]

[Talking into her own hearthstone.] Really, I'm very sorry about all of this...

[a_bloodspeaker]

You don't need to BABYSIT me, Avali.

[avali_dawnblade]

Clearly, I do!

[aurefion]

[It's clear from her tone that she's barely holding back a laugh.] Oh, it's all right.

[avali_dawnblade]

Well...all right, if you say so.

[a_bloodspeaker]

You know, I don't leap into all of your affairs.

[aurefion]

She's only trying to be polite. We're all stuck here together, you know.

[a_bloodspeaker]

I hate polite.