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WEEK SIX MINGLE
kings: week 6 mingle
the big orange
the big orange
22 Remain
Another week, another world to explore. Once again, waking brings you to unfamiliar surroundings, the bitter touch of Nerak cold fading to the more mild weather of autumn. The sound of cars or people talking or faint music greets your ears, no matter the time of day or night, and the light pollution is intense. Hope you weren't counting on seeing the stars.
Welcome to Kings, where you'll have your pick of shopping, entertainment, cute date spots, or just about anything else that you can think of! The city has something to offer for everyone. You'll never be wanting for things to do here - just try not to get lost in the subways. The locals may not be the most willing to help out.
Waiting for you to join them in the main plaza of Star Circle are Baraqiel, Shamsiel, and Suriel. You might have to push your way through the crowds to reach them properly, but no one's blinking an eye at your Watchers today. There are other people in costume hanging around already. What's a few angels to add to the antics?
Suriel greets everyone with their usual cheerful smile, fox daemon pressed close to their ankles to avoid getting lost in the crowd. "I bet this world reminds a bunch of you of home, huh? Let's all make the most of it while we're here!"
Baraqiel heaves a sigh, daemon weasel-formed and half-hidden in the folds of their hood as it suspiciously squints at every noise its little ears pick up. "Speak for yourself." They do not seem 100% thrilled with this worldhop, come the new week, but do at least offer something to the travelers gathered. "For those of you less used to cities like this, there are motorized vehicles of varying sizes in Kings - try not to get run over by them."
With a soft laugh, Shamsiel will look at Baraqiel and gently pat them on their upper arm and their falconet daemon will then proceed to take flight from their shoulder. At least they seem to be relieved that Baraqiel gave them a warning for those who aren't going to be familiar with it. "And much like the previous worlds we've been to, please be mindful of what you end up doing here. We are just visitors, after all, and it'd be rude if we left it all a mess."
As for your effect of the week... Your past injuries have cleared, with no phantom pains left to haunt you, your loved ones, or your launders. Instead, you'll find that you are unable to speak dishonestly - any time you try, your words get stuck on the tip of your tongue and never quite make it out. It's honesty week, lads - no more lying to yourselves or anyone else.
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Oh, now. That is a dangerous question to ask me, my dude.
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[ he does watch the stick go and polaris just runs, kicking up dirt and grass with his paws and snatching it. he gives it a proud wave around and proceeds to just. chew. yes. down with stick. down. but also he'll trail back to them eventually after abandoning it.
and then put grassy paws on lup's thighs as he pushes himself up! to! lick her face!
it's week 6, i'm going all out with my tasty cr.kaeya doesn't expect the rush of familiar warmth, instead, he just smiles--beams even. ]
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polaris jumps up to her and for a second she's like, a little panicky. she knows she isn't supposed to touch! but... it seems like it's okay? polaris initiated it, and lup sort of just goes with it. the tips of her ears go pink, and very carefully she scritches behind polaris's ears, laughing as she tries to lean out of reach of the licks.]
Stop that, stop that, you creature, yes, I like you too, stop. [she playfully scolds, leaning against kaeya a bit further.]
I have poor circulation, I'm always cold. [...] You can buy me a coat and some dinner, sure.
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Where are you staying this time?
[ linking arms with her now as polaris slinks up his leg in a flash of dust, ermine-shaped and perching comfortably on his shoulder. ]
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In the same apartments as all of you, wouldn't you believe! Sweet old Baraqiel was nice enough to steal one for me. I have a whole room to myself. Wild!
[she also links arms with him - and, well. she's going to like, try to walk, but her knees buckle a little. oof.
a beat. she just! pretends that didn't happen.]
You'll have to come visit. [wink]
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Lup? Are you okay? What was that?
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I - uh. Nothing. Nothing, I'm fine. [her ear twitches.] I don't know what you're talking about.
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If you're hurt, you should say so.
[ frown. he's known too many people who cover up their shit (rochalizo) to not be suspicious so. ]
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... I'm not hurt. I'm just, weirdly tired. [she says, grouchily.] It's fine. It's probably because I didn't sleep well on the ice couch last week!
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Food first...? Do you think that will help?
[ he might hold onto her just a little tighter now. ]
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Well don't eat me.
[ still just bringing her in close now and putting his warm hand around hers! ]
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Not my fault I get hangry. [she teases, leaning against him a little heavily.] Come on, lover boy. Let's go find something. And then you can buy me a fashionable coat so that loveably bratty teenager doesn't have grounds to diss me for being poor.