Who: vax'ildan (hraefnes) & james potter (heorot) & others What: catch-all for log things for december! When: month of december Where: all over Warning(s):
[ the energy from the two of them buzzes through the cockpit, like sparks filling the air. vax realizes, a bit belatedly, that the excitement and adrenaline feels almost cyclical - like it passes through him, into vex, then through his sister, and back to him.
he goes about the right steps, hits the right preparatory buttons, and then he hears vex's voice.
and nothing happens.
vax laughs - the sound weightless and happy - before checking over his own machine. ]
No, not yet- wait- [ he pushes a last button, and the machine jumps, rising up out of the docking station hesitantly. ] And we're back.
Pay no attention to her pouting at you, Vax, even if you can likely sense it across the artifical link built to weave together thoughts and emotions within the confines of the pilot's bridge.
But even beneath that is a far more eager feeling, that longing to fly, an ephemeral joy to counter the uncomfortable edges clouded by their stuck circumstance. Vax flips switches, presses buttons, and there's a delighted hiss from his sister as the vessel rocks, then begins to pull free, following whatever eddies buoy it in space. ]
There we go. Easy does it. Once we're clear of the docking ring..
[ he's not laughing at her. just. laughing. considering how it's not really a him and a her situation. it is them, together, in this machine. he's laughing at himself in equal breaths, and that's okay, because it'll work. it always works.
something about this suddenly feels lighter, and with the right switches, the right buttons, the machine is lifting off. that light feeling keeps up, slowly and slowly. ]
I think the next bit will be on you, stubby. [ with each rising second, vax feels the excitement build. he knows there's more of a purpose to this - they're supposed to be training to fight, training to protect - but it's been so long that he's been without his wings that this? here? is enough to make him feel weightless again. ]
[ She can still feel that laughter, but it is genuine joy, her own bubbling emotions expressed by her brother too. Some might say this shouldn't work, they are atfer all two bastard othlir.
Two heroes, champions of Vox Machina, and beloved, badass twins.
She glances over at her brother as the gravity decreases and the ship moves as they command. Yeah, they totally got this. ]
I'm ready. Keep your hands on the reins there, brother. [they cannot turn on the speed until they're far clear of the "moon" and its rings, and have to watch for fellow flyers out here in the darkest reaches of the sky. Shifting attention from sibling to the view screen, then to the control panel before her, Vex reaches and slides a single dial.] On my mark, we can unfurl this beauty's wings, and see what she can really do for us.
[ all of it seems a bit impossible, looking at the two of them you'd never guess half the shit they've gotten into. half the lives they've saved. heroes of vox machina, lady of the grey hunt and champion of the raven queen. it's got to be a bit impossible, really, and yet here they are.
pilots of an impossible vessel. asked to do impossible things.
that light, airy happiness holds true as the ship continues to float, and he can feel vex turn to the screen, reach for the dial. it thrums in him like a kind of electricity, and his fingers curl tightly around the controls. ]
2...[ he's not worried, really. doesn't have a second's thought that vex will hesitate, or they'll miss their mark. he feels his heart rate in time with her's, and he can't wait to feel it through the ship, too. ]
[ After everything else they’ve done, everything else they’ve lived through that they shouldn’t have (and didn’t, in one case), it is only natural that they say as they’ve said to doubters, to the world, to fate itself before:
Fuck the impossible.
Go! A word that sings in heart, echoed aloud by her brother, and the ship responds. Slipping from sluggish to streamlined, it sweeps forwards the open space before them, passing through the parted gate as though it’s humanoid burdens and metal body were as light as a feather. Before them, a sea of endless lights, the stars seemingly infinite, and for a moment Vex is transfixed.
Then, a slow, steady turn, as her hands press dials and draw back on the controls. Time to bank this baby and bring her around to face the planet. ]
[ the worst of it is the feeling of that thought - what they shouldn’t have lived through, plus something more - vax almost chases after it. almost. but then there’s the go and the movement of the ship and everything else falls to the wayside.
breaking just out of the bay gives them their first sight of the expanse of space around them. vex is transfixed by it, and vax feels it - a sense of awe, feeling small and large all at once - but the feeling doesn’t stick around for all that long. before they even know what’s happening, their hands are moving. hitting the right buttons, preparing the right engines.
vex lets out a breath, something between a sigh and a laugh, before allowing himself another chance to glance over at his sister. he doesn’t need to say it, doesn’t need to count down. one look to catch each other’s eyes and they know.
Sure, she could just walk in to his room within the shared apartment Vox Machina have occupied since arriving in Wyver, but that runs the risk of seeing things she doesn't need to. Even if it's only a few hours until the party.
A small something wrapped in paper held in one hand, while the other fiddles with the cuff of her white dress-shirt. It's been at least a decade since the twins deliberately dressed so alike, but back home was far less indulgent than this world. Tonight: matching suits, dark as their hair and tailored to their forms, cutting a pair of very sharp figures. That shopping trip for this Gala had proven well worth the investment of silver that Vex allowed to slip free of her clutches, at least in her mind.
(..The heels are a little much, but Vex is very determined to get past the hobbling stage while in their accomodations.) ]
[ the knock is almost what throws him off first - but then he remembers that he and kiki share the room, and that barging in wasn't really, necessarily, smart for most of the other members of the house. so while there is a half second of confusion, he reasons it out quick enough, stepping into the nice silk trousers he'd bought on the earlier trip with everyone and still finding himself almost impressed with how nicely they fit. ]
I am now, yes. [ he says, buttoning up the pants and reaching for his shirt. as suits go, the whole ensemble is fairly simple - well fitting pants, well-cut jacket, a thin tie - but he and vex were matching, and that alone brought a kind of excitement with it. as she opens the door she'll find him pulling on his shirt, his back to the door. ]
Need help with the buttons, sister? [ said playfully, just as he turns to see her stepping through and he whistles easily through his teeth. ] Not bad!
Oh good. I was worried that the shirt might not lie well across your shoulders.
[Let it not be said that new friend Tary didn't have an eye for these things, even if she still wasn't sure what to make of the golden fop just quite yet. Now she has permission, Vex steps into the room with care, not quite tottering thanks to the height of her new shoes; she's getting the hand of it, honest. Particularly given the little twirl she does at his whistle.
There's a snort at his question. ]
No. [there is the faintest hint of Don't Even Start in the tilt of her brows and the lowering of her lashes] But I could use a hand with my hair, if you've one free when you're ready. I'm not entirely certain how up or down it should be with this. Will you need a hand with your tie?
With Tary helping the tailor? [ it's said a bit skeptically, though he can't really fault vex. he does tend to forget she hasn't....well, hadn't met him. or didn't remember doing so. it was a strange place to be, really, but it was enough enough to keep going.
and then as vex makes it inside, vax will set his hands on his hips, frowning gently at how much taller the heels make her. usually, he's got a little bit of height on her - a fact he reminds her of constantly. and now?
but the frown fades easily enough as he steps forward to look her over, setting his hands on her shoulders and turning her around. ] Your's fits nicely, too. Go easy on those admirers you'll end up catching, yeah? [ another smirk, before he's nodding at her question. ]
Go sit- [ he motions for the bed. ] I'll start on your hair.
Even with. [because she doesn't know this man, not as her family apparently does, as she apparently will do some day. He seems nice enough, sure, but... But.
She did already give some benefit of the doubt, or she would never have haggled to what (to Vex) was a much more reasonable price. As it is, 'Stubby' gets to look her twin brother in the eye and smirk at his discomfort from her doing so, before giving a grand 'ta da' bow] They'll have to get in line, no doubt. And you too too, even with your lovely date on your arm.
[there's little extra prompting needed; across she goes and sits on the corner; at least this room isn't quite as narrow as the Olympian ones had been, so she can stretch out her legs before her and point her toes as she waits]
Isn't it weird, though? Winter's Crest was barely a few months ago, yet here it is again. [pause] At least, it was for me, anyway.
[ makes a sound that might almost be a snort but doesn't say much more, because he can see where she is coming from and doesn't want to see like he's making too much fun of her. too much.
the heels, he realizes, he very very very much could have done without. but still, she looks absolutely amazing, and even with the smirk and the grand dramatics, vax finds himself clapping.
maybe just minorly sarcastic. ] You mean I'll have to be fending them off of Kiki? Because I'm already prepared.
[ he laughs lightly as she goes to sit down as he moves to finish buttoning his shirt.
she mentioned winter's crest, and vax has to pause and think about it for a second before realizing that...yeah. it would have been close to what she last remembers. ] We had a couple of months before Winter's crest for me. [ he grabs his brush and comb before heading over to stand behind her, getting to work. ] But we're also on a totally different schedule here.
I'd be disappointed if she couldn't do that herself. Then again, that'd require her to notice. [she tips her head back to peer up at Vax, expression of amusement softening] She'll have you with her, after all.
[ Time line functionality (or the lack thereof) earn the shake of Vex's head. The situation is perpetually weird. But it does remind her of the second reason she knocked on Vax's door, so before he can get too settled in with sorting out her hair: ]
Oh. Here. Catch!
[a wrapped packet is flipped up into the air over her head. Catch it! Or, you know, don't, and let it hit her instead. Or just land on the bed. Your move, brother.]
Oh, she definitely can. But I'm her date, Vex'ahlia. It's my responsibility to make sure she's having an easy and as unaffected-by-creeps-and-possible-other-suitors kind of night. [ but he's grinning down to her when she tilts back to look at him, very much aware that keyleth can take complete care of herself. and that he's being absolute ridiculous about the whole thing.
but then vex is moving again, and tossing things, and really it's just nice to know his reflexes won't fail him even if he's not quite aware of what's happening, because before there's enough time to blink he's reached out and caught it. ]
[Sure, it’s simple brown paper, but the cording about it is infrared and tied neatly, a throw back to their younger years when it was less practical to give gifts in fancy wrappings.]
I do think you’ll find Keyleth will the one worrying she’ll have someone steal you away. Though I hope I can get at least one dance with my brother. Anyway, open it, open it. Might even match your outfit for this evening.
[That is if his suit pairs well with something silvery, scaled and Very Familiar. As only repeats of WInters Crests gifts past are wont to be.]
[ should be obvious and vax looks at it again, noticing the brown, the wrapping. he’s struck with the simplicity, but familiarity, of it. the way it feels in his hands.
for half a second, they’re fifteen years old again. young, afraid, unsure. winter’s crest is on the horizon. vex is just looking at him, proud and sure of herself, and the image clenches somewhere tight in his chest. ]
You didn’t need to get me anything. [ the words feel a bit hollow, and vax knows they’re all but useless, but still he says them. he opens his mouth to calm her worries - of course his sister will get a dance tonight - but she says open it, open it and all caution is thrown to the wind.
he tears at the paper, pulling it away to reveal the silver, the scales, the-
Sometimes, when you ask nicely, the Orbiters are willing to cut a deal for a good cause. Or a holiday.
[ Is that smugness you hear? Well, maybe just a little. It had taken more than a wink, but she hadn't been denied, and Vex had wanted to do something special for her brother. After so much exhausting care during her convalescence, it was the least she could do.
After all, it's just a belt. But it's his snake belt. ]
They said it should work no differently here than from back home.
[ of course it's smugness, but vax is still looking down at the snake in his hands. after a brief moment, it comes to life, slowly curling around his fingers.
it's so painfully familiar, so much like home, and when he looks back over to his sister it's with a huge grin. ]
You asked them for my belt? For- [ that's what she just said, vax. come on now. he sets simon on his shoulders, letting him get comfortable, before leaning down to give vex an incredibly tight hug. ]
[ The grin makes the smugness brighter and warmer as he repeats her words almost verbatim, then fades completely as Vax wraps his arms around her.
They don't have a lot right now, but it's still more than they started with, and for once she gets to do something nice for her brother than he hadn't anticipated. Shifting a bit so she can rest her head on his shoulder while returning the hug, there's a definitely look of satisfaction on her face. ]
Well of course. That's what sisters are for, brother.
[ he can almost feel the smugness grow on her before he leans down to wrap his arms around her shoulders, and he ends up laughing a bit at it. he supposes she can be as smug as she wants right now. she did kind of earn it. ]
Apparently to get snake belts to travel across universes or what have you. [ he laughs a bit at how ridiculous that even sounds, but it doesn't matter. he'd underestimated just how much he'd been missing his wardrobe from back home, and having simon here.
just makes it all a little more like home. ] Now- let's finish you up for this ball, shall we?
[ She leans into the hug, rocking very slightly from side to side. It's good to hear Vax happy, she'll always do what she can to make sure he's looked after. ]
[deadpan] I'm very good at haggling.
I have no objections to that. We do need to make a good impression, don't we?
[ Said, as she straightens up and turns her back to him once more. It'll be a good night out, she thinks. ]
[ they do it for each other, really. stepping in to fill the spaces when they feel the other lacking. vex is his everything, after all, and he can let her spoil him in return every now and then. ]
Did you wink at them? [ said in both shock and offense and amusement. ] I'm sure whatever powers at be were just as weak as those local townsfolk are.
[ and then he laughs as she straightens, sliding his hands through her hair. ] You always make a good impression, don't you? And I can always just disappear if it gets too tense.
[ There's a mock-pout to follow, but since he's back to work on her hair, she doesn't turn back around to scold him for questioning her haggling ability. ] They're not entirely unreasonable. Unlike the Olympians and Wyver..ians? Wyvers?
So long as you and Keyleth stay out of trouble while I keep the spotlight on me, hmm?
[she's glad she's gotten over their attention; Keyleth is a beloved friend, and it's abundantly clear how happy they are together. Now they've gotten over their issues, anyway..]
[ he is at work, so even if she wanted to turn and scold him, he wouldn't havelet her. ] Well that's good to know, especially considering how much we need to get back from them.
[ his boots, his leathers, his boots, his wings, his boots. ]
And I always stay out of trouble. [ #alie ] But know I'll be watching you as well. I can't have sutors showing up to our keep.
Ugh, I know. I really should get Fenthras back, but.. [fingers drum on her knee] I've asked about Trinket. They've said they're looking into the magic involved but it's complex and may take some time.
[ Who would have thought a locket would cause such a headache, instead of being the boon it was back on Exandria? ]
Uh huh. [doubt.jpg] And why not? Are you saying I'm not worth suitors?
[a pause] Or at least, rich ones. Preferably handsome. [with white hair]
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[ the energy from the two of them buzzes through the cockpit, like sparks filling the air. vax realizes, a bit belatedly, that the excitement and adrenaline feels almost cyclical - like it passes through him, into vex, then through his sister, and back to him.
he goes about the right steps, hits the right preparatory buttons, and then he hears vex's voice.
and nothing happens.
vax laughs - the sound weightless and happy - before checking over his own machine. ]
No, not yet- wait- [ he pushes a last button, and the machine jumps, rising up out of the docking station hesitantly. ] And we're back.
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Pay no attention to her pouting at you, Vax, even if you can likely sense it across the artifical link built to weave together thoughts and emotions within the confines of the pilot's bridge.
But even beneath that is a far more eager feeling, that longing to fly, an ephemeral joy to counter the uncomfortable edges clouded by their stuck circumstance. Vax flips switches, presses buttons, and there's a delighted hiss from his sister as the vessel rocks, then begins to pull free, following whatever eddies buoy it in space. ]
There we go. Easy does it. Once we're clear of the docking ring..
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something about this suddenly feels lighter, and with the right switches, the right buttons, the machine is lifting off. that light feeling keeps up, slowly and slowly. ]
I think the next bit will be on you, stubby. [ with each rising second, vax feels the excitement build. he knows there's more of a purpose to this - they're supposed to be training to fight, training to protect - but it's been so long that he's been without his wings that this? here? is enough to make him feel weightless again. ]
Just a couple more feet...
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Two heroes, champions of Vox Machina, and beloved, badass twins.
She glances over at her brother as the gravity decreases and the ship moves as they command. Yeah, they totally got this. ]
I'm ready. Keep your hands on the reins there, brother. [they cannot turn on the speed until they're far clear of the "moon" and its rings, and have to watch for fellow flyers out here in the darkest reaches of the sky. Shifting attention from sibling to the view screen, then to the control panel before her, Vex reaches and slides a single dial.] On my mark, we can unfurl this beauty's wings, and see what she can really do for us.
On 5...4...3..
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pilots of an impossible vessel. asked to do impossible things.
that light, airy happiness holds true as the ship continues to float, and he can feel vex turn to the screen, reach for the dial. it thrums in him like a kind of electricity, and his fingers curl tightly around the controls. ]
2...[ he's not worried, really. doesn't have a second's thought that vex will hesitate, or they'll miss their mark. he feels his heart rate in time with her's, and he can't wait to feel it through the ship, too. ]
One! Go!
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Fuck the impossible.
Go! A word that sings in heart, echoed aloud by her brother, and the ship responds. Slipping from sluggish to streamlined, it sweeps forwards the open space before them, passing through the parted gate as though it’s humanoid burdens and metal body were as light as a feather. Before them, a sea of endless lights, the stars seemingly infinite, and for a moment Vex is transfixed.
Then, a slow, steady turn, as her hands press dials and draw back on the controls. Time to bank this baby and bring her around to face the planet. ]
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breaking just out of the bay gives them their first sight of the expanse of space around them. vex is transfixed by it, and vax feels it - a sense of awe, feeling small and large all at once - but the feeling doesn’t stick around for all that long. before they even know what’s happening, their hands are moving. hitting the right buttons, preparing the right engines.
vex lets out a breath, something between a sigh and a laugh, before allowing himself another chance to glance over at his sister. he doesn’t need to say it, doesn’t need to count down. one look to catch each other’s eyes and they know.
time to fly. ]
[19th] Before the Gala!
Sure, she could just walk in to his room within the shared apartment Vox Machina have occupied since arriving in Wyver, but that runs the risk of seeing things she doesn't need to. Even if it's only a few hours until the party.
A small something wrapped in paper held in one hand, while the other fiddles with the cuff of her white dress-shirt. It's been at least a decade since the twins deliberately dressed so alike, but back home was far less indulgent than this world. Tonight: matching suits, dark as their hair and tailored to their forms, cutting a pair of very sharp figures. That shopping trip for this Gala had proven well worth the investment of silver that Vex allowed to slip free of her clutches, at least in her mind.
(..The heels are a little much, but Vex is very determined to get past the hobbling stage while in their accomodations.) ]
Brother? Are you decent?
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I am now, yes. [ he says, buttoning up the pants and reaching for his shirt. as suits go, the whole ensemble is fairly simple - well fitting pants, well-cut jacket, a thin tie - but he and vex were matching, and that alone brought a kind of excitement with it. as she opens the door she'll find him pulling on his shirt, his back to the door. ]
Need help with the buttons, sister? [ said playfully, just as he turns to see her stepping through and he whistles easily through his teeth. ] Not bad!
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[Let it not be said that new friend Tary didn't have an eye for these things, even if she still wasn't sure what to make of the golden fop just quite yet. Now she has permission, Vex steps into the room with care, not quite tottering thanks to the height of her new shoes; she's getting the hand of it, honest. Particularly given the little twirl she does at his whistle.
There's a snort at his question. ]
No. [there is the faintest hint of Don't Even Start in the tilt of her brows and the lowering of her lashes] But I could use a hand with my hair, if you've one free when you're ready. I'm not entirely certain how up or down it should be with this. Will you need a hand with your tie?
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and then as vex makes it inside, vax will set his hands on his hips, frowning gently at how much taller the heels make her. usually, he's got a little bit of height on her - a fact he reminds her of constantly. and now?
but the frown fades easily enough as he steps forward to look her over, setting his hands on her shoulders and turning her around. ] Your's fits nicely, too. Go easy on those admirers you'll end up catching, yeah? [ another smirk, before he's nodding at her question. ]
Go sit- [ he motions for the bed. ] I'll start on your hair.
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She did already give some benefit of the doubt, or she would never have haggled to what (to Vex) was a much more reasonable price. As it is, 'Stubby' gets to look her twin brother in the eye and smirk at his discomfort from her doing so, before giving a grand 'ta da' bow] They'll have to get in line, no doubt. And you too too, even with your lovely date on your arm.
[there's little extra prompting needed; across she goes and sits on the corner; at least this room isn't quite as narrow as the Olympian ones had been, so she can stretch out her legs before her and point her toes as she waits]
Isn't it weird, though? Winter's Crest was barely a few months ago, yet here it is again. [pause] At least, it was for me, anyway.
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the heels, he realizes, he very very very much could have done without. but still, she looks absolutely amazing, and even with the smirk and the grand dramatics, vax finds himself clapping.
maybe just minorly sarcastic. ] You mean I'll have to be fending them off of Kiki? Because I'm already prepared.
[ he laughs lightly as she goes to sit down as he moves to finish buttoning his shirt.
she mentioned winter's crest, and vax has to pause and think about it for a second before realizing that...yeah. it would have been close to what she last remembers. ] We had a couple of months before Winter's crest for me. [ he grabs his brush and comb before heading over to stand behind her, getting to work. ] But we're also on a totally different schedule here.
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[ Time line functionality (or the lack thereof) earn the shake of Vex's head. The situation is perpetually weird. But it does remind her of the second reason she knocked on Vax's door, so before he can get too settled in with sorting out her hair: ]
Oh. Here. Catch!
[a wrapped packet is flipped up into the air over her head. Catch it! Or, you know, don't, and let it hit her instead. Or just land on the bed. Your move, brother.]
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but then vex is moving again, and tossing things, and really it's just nice to know his reflexes won't fail him even if he's not quite aware of what's happening, because before there's enough time to blink he's reached out and caught it. ]
What's this?
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[Sure, it’s simple brown paper, but the cording about it is infrared and tied neatly, a throw back to their younger years when it was less practical to give gifts in fancy wrappings.]
I do think you’ll find Keyleth will the one worrying she’ll have someone steal you away. Though I hope I can get at least one dance with my brother. Anyway, open it, open it. Might even match your outfit for this evening.
[That is if his suit pairs well with something silvery, scaled and Very Familiar. As only repeats of WInters Crests gifts past are wont to be.]
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for half a second, they’re fifteen years old again. young, afraid, unsure. winter’s crest is on the horizon. vex is just looking at him, proud and sure of herself, and the image clenches somewhere tight in his chest. ]
You didn’t need to get me anything. [ the words feel a bit hollow, and vax knows they’re all but useless, but still he says them. he opens his mouth to calm her worries - of course his sister will get a dance tonight - but she says open it, open it and all caution is thrown to the wind.
he tears at the paper, pulling it away to reveal the silver, the scales, the-
vax freezes, eyes wide. ]
Is this…? You…?
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[ Is that smugness you hear? Well, maybe just a little. It had taken more than a wink, but she hadn't been denied, and Vex had wanted to do something special for her brother. After so much exhausting care during her convalescence, it was the least she could do.
After all, it's just a belt. But it's his snake belt. ]
They said it should work no differently here than from back home.
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it's so painfully familiar, so much like home, and when he looks back over to his sister it's with a huge grin. ]
You asked them for my belt? For- [ that's what she just said, vax. come on now. he sets simon on his shoulders, letting him get comfortable, before leaning down to give vex an incredibly tight hug. ]
Your win this time, sister.
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They don't have a lot right now, but it's still more than they started with, and for once she gets to do something nice for her brother than he hadn't anticipated. Shifting a bit so she can rest her head on his shoulder while returning the hug, there's a definitely look of satisfaction on her face. ]
Well of course. That's what sisters are for, brother.
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Apparently to get snake belts to travel across universes or what have you. [ he laughs a bit at how ridiculous that even sounds, but it doesn't matter. he'd underestimated just how much he'd been missing his wardrobe from back home, and having simon here.
just makes it all a little more like home. ] Now- let's finish you up for this ball, shall we?
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[deadpan] I'm very good at haggling.
I have no objections to that. We do need to make a good impression, don't we?
[ Said, as she straightens up and turns her back to him once more. It'll be a good night out, she thinks. ]
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Did you wink at them? [ said in both shock and offense and amusement. ] I'm sure whatever powers at be were just as weak as those local townsfolk are.
[ and then he laughs as she straightens, sliding his hands through her hair. ] You always make a good impression, don't you? And I can always just disappear if it gets too tense.
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[ There's a mock-pout to follow, but since he's back to work on her hair, she doesn't turn back around to scold him for questioning her haggling ability. ] They're not entirely unreasonable. Unlike the Olympians and Wyver..ians? Wyvers?
So long as you and Keyleth stay out of trouble while I keep the spotlight on me, hmm?
[she's glad she's gotten over their attention; Keyleth is a beloved friend, and it's abundantly clear how happy they are together. Now they've gotten over their issues, anyway..]
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[ his boots, his leathers, his boots, his wings, his boots. ]
And I always stay out of trouble. [ #alie ] But know I'll be watching you as well. I can't have sutors showing up to our keep.
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[ Who would have thought a locket would cause such a headache, instead of being the boon it was back on Exandria? ]
Uh huh. [doubt.jpg] And why not? Are you saying I'm not worth suitors?
[a pause] Or at least, rich ones. Preferably handsome.
[with white hair]