( the painting, above all, catches his eye first. ephemera's work. he tries not to think about how much it irritates the fuck out of him that he knows it's his work without even asking. just a faucet of his ridiculous life now, another bitter pill to be swallowed. ephemera and his goddamn scenic pieces. better than his angry graphite sketches of charred corpses.
he kneels to unlace his boots and nimbly untucks his knife into his palm, then blindly wiggles it at crais between two fingers. )
Spoilers, then. Just the one this time. ( a pause, as he tilts his chin to look up at crais. another impish smile creases his face. ) Though I won't stop you from frisking me if you really want.
( might be fun.
sylvester is greeted with a scoop into felix's elbow, hefted against his chest and showered in a cacophony of soft coos and you're so big nows. he tears the big of treats with his teeth and scoops one out for sylvester, gently cupped in his palm for him to nibble on at his leisure. )
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he kneels to unlace his boots and nimbly untucks his knife into his palm, then blindly wiggles it at crais between two fingers. )
Spoilers, then. Just the one this time. ( a pause, as he tilts his chin to look up at crais. another impish smile creases his face. ) Though I won't stop you from frisking me if you really want.
( might be fun.
sylvester is greeted with a scoop into felix's elbow, hefted against his chest and showered in a cacophony of soft coos and you're so big nows. he tears the big of treats with his teeth and scoops one out for sylvester, gently cupped in his palm for him to nibble on at his leisure. )