Draconic species usually have the ability to both fertilize and carry. [you know it's serious when the resident homicidal bastard is looking at you with Great Concern.]
Why do you think it is called a nest, you incompetent excuse for a betrothed?
[ bites back a sigh as he pinches his brow. ] ...enough with the name calling. It's not necessary. [ he gets the point loud and clear. ] I wanted to curate a nice, safe, and comfortable space for him. [ he wasn't even thinking about eggs. ]
I'm not answering that. [ his face colors just a little bit red. ] This is already an incredibly personal matter, and I'm only asking for help, because you're also a dragon. [ and you live with him. ]
That's what everyone says. [oops he accidentally snaps the pencil in half. picking up a blue pencil then.] It will end poorly for the both of you, either way.
[scribbling...] Soft items, soft fabrics, maybe if you can get furs of some sort?
You’re right. Our jobs back home make having a relationship difficult, but beside that I’m not going to live as long as Neuvillette. I’m only human. Even knowing this he’s decided to date me. [ he’s lucky. ] Which is why, despite knowing next to nothing about any of this, I’m still going to make what time we have together count.
[ he goes over to the desk and picks up the broken pencil. ] You’ve already helped me plenty. What can I help you with? Are you speaking from experience? [ what did the lion do to you? ]
[dan feng slowly looks up from the piece of paper, right at wriothesley - right through him, for a moment.]
I was like your dear Iudex once. I loved a man who would live but a tenth of my lifespan, and we lived in a present bracketed by my loneliness. [he sways into wriothesley's space, voice going soft. quiet.] And when he left me, I could not bear it. I did not bear it. I snuffed out hundreds of thousands of millions of lives because I loved him too much to let him go.
I'm not sure what the future holds... for him, but I'm sure we'll discuss it at some point. [ for now he's just going to set a hand on dan feng's shoulder, keeping him in his space. this is fine. ]
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Why do you think it is called a nest, you incompetent excuse for a betrothed?
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You love him very much, don't you?
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do you need a snickers? ]
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[dan feng gives him an amused look, but he crosses the room, to his desk, reaching for a shitty red colored pencil and paper.]
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I don't want to mess this up.
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[scribbling...] Soft items, soft fabrics, maybe if you can get furs of some sort?
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You’re right. Our jobs back home make having a relationship difficult, but beside that I’m not going to live as long as Neuvillette. I’m only human. Even knowing this he’s decided to date me. [ he’s lucky. ] Which is why, despite knowing next to nothing about any of this, I’m still going to make what time we have together count.
[ he goes over to the desk and picks up the broken pencil. ] You’ve already helped me plenty. What can I help you with? Are you speaking from experience? [ what did the lion do to you? ]
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I was like your dear Iudex once. I loved a man who would live but a tenth of my lifespan, and we lived in a present bracketed by my loneliness. [he sways into wriothesley's space, voice going soft. quiet.] And when he left me, I could not bear it. I did not bear it. I snuffed out hundreds of thousands of millions of lives because I loved him too much to let him go.
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