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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[aim_exorable]

[To most who know Darkleer, or who have even seen him faintly in passing, they might be surprised today. In all previous interactions, he has held himself stiffly, most of his expression hidden by a stubborn stoic facade and a pair of shades. In a pair of words, closed off.]

[But right now, his body language is utterly relaxed, shoulders no longer held up rigidly and back not ramrod straight. Even his glasses are missing. The only sign of his stocking is the torn shreds of blue near his feet.]

[The reason for his sudden good mood? Well, occasionally she comes swooping down with a small trill of sound.]

[It's a bird- pure white even in the eyes- and looking like a bizarre mixture between a Harpy Eagle and a cockatoo. Obviously the bird hadn't taken kindly to waking up in an oversized sock, but she seems fond of the troll nonetheless, and him she.]

[He always lets her heave off of his arm to go fly around above him, and seems utterly content, for now, to simply stay in his place.]

[faygot]

[Gamzee tilts his head up eventually, smiling up at Darkleer, his grey eyes bright.]

You're the motherfuckin' best.

[aim_exorable]

[Darkleer makes an odd movement with his head, trying to look away and hide his face with his hair. But without his shades and with Gamzee right below him, it's a bit obvious how embarrassed the statement makes him.]

Hardly.

[faygot]

You are. I'm like all real fuckin' glad I done got to meet ya here at. You'r ethe best fuckin' adult.

[Hey, so he isn't perfect and still tries to not be happy all the time and broods a lot and stuff, but he is still pretty amazing in Gamzee's eyes.]

[aim_exorable]

As you say.

[Still embarrassed, he just agrees awkwardly and ignores the way Dural is cooing encouragingly. She's a bird, she doesn't know what's going on. So there.]

[faygot]

Yeah, that's all being what I say.

[He squeezes one more time and then he lets go to turn to the robot goat in the water. He doesn't mind his sneakers or the cuffs of his pants as he wades out into the shallows. Touching a curious hand to the robot. So tiny. But so cool.]

[aim_exorable]

[Darkleer sticks to the background, letting Gamzee do what he likes with the goat. The robo-goat, in turn, just nudges its head towards that hand. It has something of an AI, and is still learning quite a few things. The more time it spends with Gamzee or anything else, however, and the more it will learn.]

[Including rides. And honks. And wandering around like a lost puppy. The possibilities are endless, really.]

[faygot]

[Vatheon is now doomed to Gamzee teaching his robo-goat to honk and the endless robo-honking song that will follow. Hopefully Darkleer thought to build in a volume control.]

Hey, like... can this motherfucker dive?

[Could it come down all the way to visit the bubble too? That would be cool!]

[aim_exorable]

[Of course he did. That was one of the first things to be put in.]

Yes. That way, you don't need to come up here everytime you want to see it.

[He holds out the small device to Gamzee. There's just one button. Makes things simple enough.]

Press that, and he should be able to more or less find you.

[faygot]

[one. whole. button.

Gamzee could manage that! Probably!

He looks back, his arms around the robot, smiling widely.]

This is so fuckin' cool.

[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

[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.