w0 curfew: banned from the outhouse AND the curfew channel

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[ablazement]

The usual!

S'kind of nice to not smell blood. [a beat.] Maybe we can ask the goats for actual beds...

[flameguard]

The goats...

[ablazement]

Yeah! Famine and all them. Satoru said it and I think it's funny.

[flameguard]

They can be a little stubborn, too...!

[ablazement]

Yeah! Goats. Spread the word.

[i want to put pool noodles on war's horns]

[flameguard]

I will!

[ there's a beat


as his gaze

tracks up to her horns.... ]

[ablazement]

[


watches him do this like :D?]

[flameguard]

Goat....

[ablazement]

[long pause]

-- Oh! You mean my horns. No.

[OKAY]

[flameguard]

[ HWLKSJH ]

A goat doesn't really fit you, anyway! It should be something more exciting, like...a dragon!

[ablazement]

[SHE IS SO PLEASED BY THIS]

Oh fuck yeah! Gods, I'd love to be a dragon.

[recession]

You get used to it after a while... but it'd be nice not to smell it at all, yeah.

The coffins just not doing it for you?

[ Like it would for anyone. ]

[ablazement]

Don't I know it. [gazes. but.]

There's a big one in there that I think is meant for me, but it's a little morbid.

[recession]

Yeah. I would feel strange, too.

[ That's fair. ]

Want my pillow...? If you're staying here the night.

[ablazement]

I'm alright, don't inconvenience yourself for me. I've slept in worse places.

[she will really just sit on the floor and sleep sitting up.]

We can pack up if it bothers you, though. Not looking to intrude.

[recession]

I wouldn't say "bothered", that might be going a bit far.

That being said, I do arguably have a bed here, so I've already got a leg up on comfort.

[ablazement]

Aw, but I don't want you to be a step below bothered, either.

[her tail flicks.]

Well, maybe I can go sleep outside, if you'll let Gale, Astarion and Todomatsu take the floor?

[recession]

It's not that, either.

I'm unbothered by you being here -- but maybe we can aerate a bit by opening the door and windows?

[ablazement]

Hah. Yeah, alright. Let's try that.

[she's... going to try and get up to go try the door]

[recession]

[ Sort of following, though entering a room near the front to try the window in there.

... ]

[ablazement]

Um.

Do these lock, normally? [rattles the door...]

[recession]

No, which is why people can generally come and go as they please.

[ He's trying to pull open this window and it's not happening, folks. He has to double check that there wasn't actually a latch on it this entire time. ]

Having trouble?

[ There's a distinct... unease in his tone. ]

[ablazement]

Yeah, it's not opening. Can you get the window?

[rams her shoulder against the door. OW? she looks startled at how solid it is, actually.]

[recession]

I can't. It seems stuck shut.

[ Yeah, that's definitely an unease in his voice. He wipes at the moulding as if checking for something, rubbing nothing but leftover dust between his fingers. ]

......

[haematocritical]

[ looking up like


huh.

the goats. ]