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gaze squints, eyeing the way his ears droop. his expression is already flushed as is, merely giving a sigh. βyouβreβ¦ youβre just doing too much.β
'what's wrong?' he pulls away on commandβnot quite willinglyβears drooping as he mumbles into the other's palm, sulking. 'it's that badβ¦?'
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a small whistle from his end, shortly followed by the quiet thud of a box falling from its place on top the stack. how unfortunateβ¦ glancing left, then right. he spots someone. βheeeey~ hey, hey. hello? you. yes, you. can you pick that up for me?β
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οΌ@SxlflessHeartοΌ eerie silence befalls the astral express, presumably due to its members preparing for the next departure. despite this, someone lingers its halls, boxes in hand stacked high as he strides.
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βoh, i do apologize for the disturbance. but would you be so kind as to point me towards the restroom?β thereβs no use in overthinking it. as long as sheβs able to get what she wantsβ and /heβs/ able to get out of this ridiculous outfitβ then sheβll be content.
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οΌ@AVENTURINES_οΌ βexcuse me, sir.β a women stood behind, lightly tapping the others shoulder to garner their attention. she took a moment to follow up with her next words, taking in the strangers appearance from behind. this one isβ¦ awfully familiar.
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οΌ@ichorduskοΌ ββ¦ stop.β palm is placed over foxianβs mouth, attempting to push him away as chest heaves with a shaky exhale. brows knit, twin sets of wings enclosing on own visage. βweβre done βpracticingβ.β
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;; I SURVIVED 4.0 PREDOWNLOAD WE ARE SOOOO BACK
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eye twitchβ¦ grabbing a fist full of the foxianβs hair. βiβm going to make sure you go bald. let go!β
'i don't think i will!' huffing, he only tugs the halovian closer by his waist. clinging:
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:|? no, not exciting. i thought we werenβt going there? whatβs with the sudden change in plans thatβs /so/ important?
we're going to planarcadia!!! isn't that exciting~?! we're going to be somebody's⦠security detail, technically!
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βi donβt even know who you are!β thereβs a tug, an attempt to escape. a futile one at that. wings begin to flutter up in a flustered fit.
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a moth to a flame, beelining towards an escape. yet with the unexpected turn of events, heβs become a mouse caught in a trap, staring at the unattainable cheese on the other sideβ¦ curse him! βhuhβ huh?! iβ¦ uumβ¦?β bewilderment evidently seen within gaze, glancing about.
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[Which seemed attainable, almost too easy, even. Nearing that figurative light at the end of the tunnel, does an arm get latched onto β uh oh!] Caught you πΆ Don't run away! Don't hide and leave me behind! Not sparing a single word for yours trulyββ oh, how you wound me so! β
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βmmβ¦ no need for formalities. itβs not really my thing, birdie.β head lolls off, dropping hand from hip. though whatever is tucked underneath arm did catch his attentionβ¦ ββ¦ what do you have there?β
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the others name repeats like a broken record within mind, gaze narrowing. sunday? sundayβ¦ right, heβs heard of him. he knows enough, so despite this awkward exchange, heβll entertain it for a while. βneva,β he interrupts quickly.
"Yes, I'm talking to you..." Sunday adds, unhelpfully. They were playing a game of awkward ping-pong and both sides were losing. "... My name is Sunday. I'm only here as a guest." Step, step, back, an empty container tucked beneath his arm. It was the least of his concerns [+]
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who are you talking about.
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β myβ reactionsβ cuteβ
pfft β- im kidding , really. *βΊοΈ i just thought your reactions were cute , that's all.
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;; this is just my ashveil bias showing because jesus have i been losing my mind over on priv
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are you kidding me
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