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Who: Anyone
When: Day 115, Morning
Where: All over HQ
What: Mingle mingle

[ Being in the sky should mean a nice and bright full face of sunshine in the morning, right? ]

[ Well, maybe not this morning, seeing as there are bright purple glittery butterflies all over the windows, each one with a wingspan of a foot. Apparently the brief rainstorm sighted yesterday has blown them up from the forest below, and they seem intent on getting into HQ as quickly as possible, ducking away into dark places when they can get in through the breaches that still need patching on the lower levels. Those that're still outside start to smoke a little when the sun hits their wings. The smoke shifts and changes colors as it rises, going through the entire rainbow of colors before whisking away. ]

[ A familiar, tobacco-y smell to any habitual smokers... ]

[ But rainbow tobacco butterflies aside, it's quite a lovely day in the sky, Thusia. How you doin? ]

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[ She looks him over, briefly-- but, well, he asked for it.

She slams him back against the wall, hard and fast, sharp teeth sinking into the flesh of his neck. ]

[—jfc. His hands come up to grab her shoulders, but he doesn't push her away, at least. There's a muffled pain noise, and he swallows hard]

You didn't have to jump on me like that—

[ sorry can't hear you over bloodlust

And it really is, drawing at the wounds in desperation-- the pain quickly begins to fade into a flush of warmth beginning at the bite and spreading through, down along his body. ]

[........... well that's. Awkward]

[ I'm sure it's awkward for your boner too.

Get it. ]

[~~wow it still works imean~~ I WILL JUST . . . IGNORE IT . . . ]

[ Have fun with that, it just gets worse over time :'Da

But, really, her swallows of blood aren't all that large, and she's taking her time-- once she's past the initial biting she calms down significantly, pressing up against him and drinking slowly. ]

[s-scree!! Swallows hard again and just. Just lets her do what she wants because fuck if he knows how this really goes]

[ gggooood ok let's not make someone who knows tide pass out that's bad. i can logic now.

She pulls away, after a long moment of just nursing the wound, idly running her tongue over the punctures.

...it's another moment before she backs off a few inches, pressing her hand tight against the wound. ]

[jfc . . . leans heavily against the wall, short of breath and eyes closed. It's another few moments before he manages to speak]

. . . full?

[ Licking some blood off her lips, just applying some pressure. ]

...

No. But good enough.

. . . can take more if y'need it . . .

You'll die.

...

I'm sorry for that, too.

[a-awk]

. . . nothin' a cold bath won't fix.

... It isn't as if I mind cleaning my own messes, you know.

. . .

Tide'll kill me. There'll be nothin' left.

. . .?

[ Peering at the other side of his neck, as if looking for something. ]

...Has he laid claim over you?

[nothin' there but tattoo ink]

No. I just know he would.

... We are no longer lovers, nor married, if he has said anything to that extent...

He hasn't. But uh, he wouldn't have mentioned you at all if'n he didn't care, so.

Normally I'd be all for it, 'cuz sleepin' with a pretty lady's a rare thing, but 'm thinkin' I can handle this myself. I hope. No offense.

[ this may just be the first time i've ever been disappointed i'm not getting any

wow this strange new feeling ]

... I see.

[i'm turning down sex, sex i haven't had in forever

this is your life raven

these are your choices]

[ i'm sorry you suck

it's ok. my husband sucks too. Taking her hand off the wound to make sure the bloodflow has sufficiently slowed, idly licking the blood off of her fingers. ]

I'm... sorry, in any case.

. . . for what?

Needing to bite you at all.