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--- How are there this many people in the world? Aggie's first flight had a bit more than she was used to seeing, but by the time she hit her connecting flight she was packed into her seat like a sardine. It didn't help that she had to leave most of her gear home. Maybe she should've driven the...

--- She's not familiar with San Francisco. At their core every big city is the same; a hub of society that is lonelier than being lost at sea. A civilization with no civility. Poetic nonsense from the old man. She likes sharks, so the ocean comparison can stay. But she's the shark, and everyone...

"Hey, I get it. It'd be a giant bed from my perspective. Who wouldn't want that?" His ears go lopsided at Cherry's wary reaction to changing into pajamas. What first looks like the fashionista's indecision on what exact douchebag outfit he should pick shifts into something Gavin has no...

The cookie-knitting box makes a tantalizing chiming sound. For a tender moment it reminds him of his sister's keepsake box, and all the treasures he lost. Whiskers twitching, Gavin peers up the box and watches as the magus pulls the stones out of his ear. With such sad ears it makes sense Cherry...

"I didn't say anything about wanting the bed, but if you wanna share that's cool." Gavin fluffs his hand through his hair again. It feels so smooth and happy. He requested for his fur the be brushed and Cherry delivered, more or less. Not gently, but that was always going to be a little...

Gavin inhales to reason not only is Cherry a prisoner, the djinn can't drive. He could run there, but now that Cherry knows he regularly escapes to deal out vigilante justice, it feels awkward to make him complicit. And his feet hurt. The magus makes a dramatically loud sigh so Gavin knows he...

"French and yee-haw." The curiosity makes him turn his head, side eyeing the red haired degenerate. A cut like that wouldn't have flown very easy in backwater Idaho so Louisiana couldn't have been much different. And in a litter of five baby yee-haws, too. Strangely, Gavin never caught the RDR...

"Yeah," Gavin agrees, carving a long shed of metal out of the cuff. They are hunters, still. And maybe Cherry was too? But why guns? What would a talented magus like Cherry need with a regular old boring gun? The magus pretty obviously avoids expanding on his dark and mysterious past, even...

An aerial getaway? Another mrrp? is answered by Cherry's hand cryptically floating in the air. There isn't a giant list of things that fly, and Gavin severely doubts Cherry knows a dragon willing to help. Skeptically, he glares out the corner of his eye. Is Cherry close to another djinn? He...

One person sized and one djinn sized. For centuries a person and a djinn have been an iconic pair, but Cherry's request has an accidental mrrp? beep out of him. It quickly becomes a burp of shock and nausea. A sensation poorly accompanied by the skull ache of having his fur torn out repeatedly...

"Oohh," Gavin laughs and wheezes through clenched teeth at the enduring audacity of this man. Unfortunately, the magus hides himself in his comfy bedroom before the djinn can come up with anything more clever to hurl than 'stupid face'. In some instances heroes can't exist. Does he believe that...

Hey! I've been wanting to do an TES rp forever, but interested partners are few and far in-between. I'm particularly drawn to the intriguing notion of an AlduinXDovahkiin romance – the potential for drama is simply irresistible! The brain rot is severe and I already have ideas... I go by...

"Mine's dead," Gavin helpfully supplies. Hero my ass, Cherry had said. "It actually is." Jessie tilts her head back, letting the bulk of her shoulders fall into gentle slopes of passive aggressiveness. She pinches little Kirby between her fingers. "Then I'll be back in two days for both of your...

With a final rakish glance, the hyena shakes the built up magic tension via a rattle of her head. It makes the piercings in her ear chime and rattle. If there's anything he can relate to it's that; Cherry is overwhelming. His potential as a vessel isn't matched by many. I'd remember you...

"Make me," Jessie dares. She tosses the cuffs and another coincidentally timed lip lick makes her look absolutely deranged. "No, no. I play too much." Being jostled back into this terrible moment rattles a squeak out of Gavin. "How do we know we can trust you?" Which is apparently a...

Cherry squeezes Gavin so close he never had a chance to run even if he wanted to. Transforming doesn't even occur to him. He stays plastered to Cherry's tapdancing heart. "Oo, I get tingly when a guy takes control like that. Call me cute again." Jessie is unbuckling her helmet like she's eager...

--- With no greater rebellion left in the world, Gavin settled for the short but sweet attempt on Cherry's life. Like before it was a little like punching through nothing, but that afternoon he finally felt a little bit of familiar resistance. A vessel reaching their tipping point, far from...

Gavin's ears shoot up. "Nothing," he says, and lifts his head to see if Cherry cares. "I'll just grab something here so I don't have to beg to be treated with common decency." He reluctantly uncurls from his safe spot to put his feet on the ground, and then his weight on those feet. He's not...

"I hated everyone," he answers blithely. It's not a very heroic reason. No doubt from experience, Cherry says talking too much is an invitation to be ridiculed and Gavin is already dangerously close to finding a window to jump from. A less fulfilling replacement is dropping his head on an arm he...

He's been booped. Quite harshly in fact. Anywhere else he's protected from the direct touch of oblivious or rough hands. It's the one place he feels everything. The flick shocks an abrupt squall out of him. It brings his fur puffing up again too. Too late, Gavin claps a protective hand over his...