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day 28, evening

[overworker]

[Having access to unlimited funds means it's actually very easy to go all out on making a large, cozy love nest of blankets and pillows in the backyard for stargazing. That way they're not in the way of the garden out front and have a little more privacy.

There are small, cute lanterns set up around the edges, to give off just enough light for them to see their way.

Celes sends him a text to let Noctua know when it's all ready and gets cozy while she waits.]

Re: day 28, evening

[pyrodelusion]

[texts back an acknowledgement. when he comes out it's clear he dressed for comfort, but he didn't quite have the heart to wear, say, pajamas. he's in a soft sweater and comfy looking trousers with his standard boots.

pausing to take everything in.]

Goodness.

Re: day 28, evening

[overworker]

[She's also dressed for comfort in a fluffy sweater dress. She pats the spot next to her.]

What do you think? It's really cozy~

Re: day 28, evening

[pyrodelusion]

[settles beside her and immediately pulls her into his lap. hi.]

You've done very well.

day idk, sometime after fuck or die.

[childeishly]

🍒: knock knock.
you around?

Re: day idk, sometime after fuck or die.

[pyrodelusion]

Noctua: A cherry, really.

Re: day idk, sometime after fuck or die.

[childeishly]

🍒: Cheri's my name,
🍒: so what did you expect.

🍒: Or would this have been more appropriate?
🍒: 👊🍆💦💦💦

Re: day idk, sometime after fuck or die.

[pyrodelusion]

Noctua: What?




Noctua: Nevermind, I get it.
Noctua: In no context is that appropriate.

the day after bad maze game.

[childeishly]

[ just sort of... groans about how he's doing this at all. to himself. ]

🍒: Hey
🍒: Sorry about... whales.

Re: the day after bad maze game.

[pyrodelusion]

Noctua: Please try to save your bloodthirst for more convenient times in the future.

Re: the day after bad maze game.

[childeishly]

🍒: I... cope differently than 99% of people, I know.
🍒: I'll keep that in mind though.
🍒: Are you...
🍒:
🍒:
🍒:
🍒: How are you doing?

Re: the day after bad maze game.

[pyrodelusion]

Noctua: Cheri, are you expecting me to pour my heart out to you?

Day 38, afternoon

[cryovision]

[Sure hope you're at home cause this fucko who's been gone for more than a full day is knocking on your door.

Or like. Slumping against your door with a big thud but close enough.]

Oh Master Noctua~

[He sounds incredibly wasted. Way worse than he usually lets himself get.]

Re: Day 38, afternoon

[pyrodelusion]

[uuuuUUUUUUUH

opens the door immediately.]

Pavo?

Re: Day 38, afternoon

[cryovision]

[Noctua opens the door and, since Pavo was leaning on it, he immediately flops onto him. He smells like booze and sex and is absolutely out of it. He's also probably wearing Cupcake colours and maaay not be fully dressed.]

Whoah-- Hi! There you are.

Re: Day 38, afternoon

[pyrodelusion]

[time to stifle the. many. complicated emotions he's having right now.]

...You're a mess. Come, take a bath.

day 41, late.

[childeishly]

🍒: drik wif me
🍒: *drink
🍒: *with
🍒: *me
🍒: ...oh, wait i managed 2 spel that right
🍒: *spell

Re: day 41, late.

[pyrodelusion]

Noctua: I don't drink.
Noctua: Where are you?

Re: day 41, late.

[childeishly]

🍒; ...dammit,
🍒; I can make you a smoothering instead.
🍒; *smoothie
🍒; I think I’m done drunking anyway.
🍒; ...

[ drops a pin on his location. he’s out by the busted amusement park. ]

day 41, about the same time as ^

[cryovision]

Pavo Ocellus: evening report: this is officially a hell dimension and if I can't find someone to bury soon I'm going to just bury myself

Re: day 41, about the same time as ^

[pyrodelusion]

Noctua: Did you fight Cheri?

Re: day 41, about the same time as ^

[cryovision]

Pavo Ocellus: Not as such.
Pavo Ocellus: He wants to make up, because he likes you.

day 45, evening

[cryovision]

[Kaeya... has been sleeping a lot, since heart game. It's easier to just not be in his head, but also he's just been tired! It was exhausting. So he took a nap after dinner tonight, and had some wild dreams, and now he has woken up... himself. Snapped back into place, with all the emotions and memories the heart game as brought about.

Which is why he's finding Noctua asap and, without warning, punching him in the arm. Not too hard of course, but he has to make his point.]

Excuse me, dear husband.

[It is definitely obvious he is Dying of embarrassment at this moment.]

Re: day 45, evening

[pyrodelusion]

[rubs his arm.]

...I take it you're feeling better.

Re: day 45, evening

[cryovision]

I'm myself.

[But he's got a lot of conflicting emotions he can't disconnect from now so he wouldn't necessarily call it "better".

Anyway he's just going to plop himself down in Noctua's lap and bury his face in his shoulder.]

I cannot believe you did that.