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[yeah, well, she can be a fucking pedant, so her thoughts get incredibly specific
she will settle for nothing less than near total accuracy!!!!!!!!!!!!]
she will settle for nothing less than near total accuracy!!!!!!!!!!!!]
[Before she firmly tried to push the thoughts in the garbage, in this situation there's only one person she'd think of first. Rean. And a reality where maybe she was someone he could love.
But she's trying her best to kill the thought after the fact. But it was there for a moment.]
W-why, so you can laugh?
[She doesn't think he really would but. There's a reason she keeps those things firmly to herself. They're fantasy. Ridiculous. Nope. Nope!!!!]
But she's trying her best to kill the thought after the fact. But it was there for a moment.]
W-why, so you can laugh?
[She doesn't think he really would but. There's a reason she keeps those things firmly to herself. They're fantasy. Ridiculous. Nope. Nope!!!!]
[oh
oh......
this was preferable, truly it was but she just has to lean against katsuki now, trembling but refusing to cry.]
oh......
this was preferable, truly it was but she just has to lean against katsuki now, trembling but refusing to cry.]
[ This is Rean's soul and not Crow's but the affection inside of him does its damnedest to match Rean's hearbeat for heartbeat, as it were. Crow's still sitting on his computer chair and Crow is doing his best to guide Rean to sit on his lap. He'll probably be able to tell Crow is at least semi-hard-- kissing is a pretty quick and easy way to get him turned on-- and Rean responding both sweetly and lewdly is only encouraging him to keep kissing him. ]
[CROW YOU JERK!! Get back here so she can punch you one more time.
She has never been more shaken by a cough before.
Oh no.]
...R-Rean?
[Please Aidios kill her now.]
She has never been more shaken by a cough before.
Oh no.]
...R-Rean?
[Please Aidios kill her now.]
[She misses him--all of them--so much, but thankfully Morin Khuur are still here, she is grateful for that, truly.
She doesn't really do churches, but this isn't a Christian one, this isn't, really, technically a church, it's a construct of one, but nonetheless, she prays for all of them, that they're as well as they can be. Better, even.]
She doesn't really do churches, but this isn't a Christian one, this isn't, really, technically a church, it's a construct of one, but nonetheless, she prays for all of them, that they're as well as they can be. Better, even.]
I, um... yes! I mean no-- I...
[B r e a t h e.]
S-sorry. I did want to see you, but-- I didn't mean to make you come here like this.
[B r e a t h e.]
S-sorry. I did want to see you, but-- I didn't mean to make you come here like this.
[she turns to face wherever that voice is coming from]
"I wonder. They were in place where gods themselves were brought to heel."
Forest is a Fuck. She turns around properly.
"Might I ask who you are?"
Forest is a Fuck. She turns around properly.
"Might I ask who you are?"
Sorry.
[She says it again anyway.]
But... I'm glad to see you.
[Because she's worried. But also-- under her repression, it just makes her happy to see him.]
[She says it again anyway.]
But... I'm glad to see you.
[Because she's worried. But also-- under her repression, it just makes her happy to see him.]
[ Crow rolls his hips up, grinding his erection into Rean's as he continues to kiss Rean lewdly, hungrily. His hands wander down from their grip in Rean's hair. Down his back, sliding until he gets a good grip on Rean's grip and gropes it, which has the side effect of pushing Rean even closer against him. ]
"I am 80H." she bows elegantly. "It is a pleasure, My Lady."
It just feels right to call her that.
"I've questions, if you'll hear them."
It just feels right to call her that.
"I've questions, if you'll hear them."
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