...but eventually, the door opens. temenos's room is more or less as it was when they were first brought here: the only addition is that there are like. a ton of books. several stacked on his desk, a couple on the bedside table, and one sitting on the bed itself - that one looks a little different than rest, with an old leather cover. there's a small teacup and a saucer on the nightstand, too.
temenos himself is still in his cassock, and he just gives rabbit a bit of a look before waving them in. he's still not talking too much, but that's probably not all that surprising. ]
[ While they are very curious, they can tell it's not the time to be too shameless with their pawing of Temenos' stuff. They pushed that a bit with their message already.
They do close the door behind them. Walking over to take a seat on the edge of the bed before patting the spot beside them as if this wasn't Temenos' bed. ] I can lend you my shoulder for a bit. Think of it as repayment for the time you done as much for me. [ A pause ] I'm assuming you're still cursed? [ Studying him carefully to get a feel of the situation. ]
[ he is also not deigning that with a response - he does not need their shoulder, thank you - but he will eventually come to sit, moving the smaller book out of the way. there is some space for aelfric between them at the moment because he is both catholic and not good at being vulnerable.
the second question, however, gets a soft snort, and he murmurs, ] I am the night.
[ so. ]
It is a marked improvement over earlier. [ considering he was a goddamn rabbit ] I'm assuming you saw that.
[ Forget need. What about want? They should want their leaders shoulder and feel lucky!
He can keep his space for aelfric, but they will reach over with their hand to settle it on his back. He can't escape some affection.
That does answer that. ]
I did see some of the outtakes. I am quite saddened that I didn't get the chance to see you like that. It might have been the only time I could have held you. [ Cute bunny ]
They are quiet for a moment as they observe him. Not only does he have to monologue about darkness, but he turned into a rabbit with cameras rolling. ]
I'll just see about keeping that footage to my private collection then. [ They can try to grant him that much. ] Does the darkness strike at what is happening in your world? [ With all of those misdeeds and demon summoning ]
[ there's a moment where it looks like he's struggling with something. it's hard to tell if it's that he's preventing a monologue, or if he really, really does not want to talk about it too much. temenos is, and has always been an extremely private person when it comes to his own personality, his own life. he's the listener, the soundpiece, the comforting ear. he is the cleric.
so rarely is he ever temenos mistral.
his hand falls away from his face, and he admits, eventually: ] I certainly don't enjoy sounding like a member of the Moonshade Order, no.
[ Normally, they wouldn't talk over something so private. There is something though that makes them want to reach out. Reach out different compared to their hand is already on his back.
What a feeling it is to want to care for others. They don't want to betray that much, even if it might already be apparent by their presence here. They tap lightly against his back as they think about it. ]
I'd ask if having headphones would help you, but you would still know what was coming from your mouth. [ Hmm ] Maybe there's a way we can bend it away from that.
[ rabbit knows temenos well enough by now to be able to tell when he's making a face, and he is totally, absolutely, making a face. ]
A knight? Would you style me like a crow? [ gross!!!! THE LAST THING HE EVER WANTS TO BE
but it is like, marginally better than the alternative, of nearly constantly talking about Being The Night, even if his composed displeasure remains all over his face. ]
[ see, the problem with this is that it's not blushing maiden vane he thinks of. the problem is this association of knights and darkness and that kind of personality brings someone entirely different to mind, instead. ]
He is certainly a maiden. [ is the dry comment he makes out loud, low and amused, but, for a moment, mentally, he's somewhere else. it's. fine. ] Not the sort someone of my ilk should associate with.
[ another slight pause. his nose wrinkles again, just a little, and he shakes his head. ]
[ Another sort spot it is. They move their hand to cup his cheek as a way to communicate the apology that their mouth will refuse to give over. ]
He is quite the maiden. You wouldn't think someone could convey as much through text, but you would be surprised.
[ Rabbit may have found someone new to bully this week. Someone save Vane. ]
Since we keep tripping over a number of distasteful things perhaps we should put that idea to rest. [ They are a bit disappointed because they wanted to see if they could twist curses in such a way. Maybe someone else will have the misfortune of this curse.
They will grab one of the books near by. ] Maybe we should just spend the hours reading.
[ there's a little huff of a laugh in response, a slight roll of his eyes, but it's not unkind. even if he's resisting the urge to speak much, this isn't too bad. ]
Oh, I don't think I'd be that surprised. Those types often are.
[ it brings back memories, really.
("i swear, on my reputation as a knight, i'll protect you!"
"...then my eyes deceive me, and i meant no disrespect. i hereby place my life in your hands, godsblade."
" -- v-very good!")
there's the urge, again. to monologue, about friendship and how the darkness steals it away, but the way he bites down on it this time is with the firmness of a cleric, and he will gladly take the distraction.
someone else will absolutely get the misfortune of this curse because i have it in my back pocket and i will ensure it! but for now, rabbit can reach for the books. if they go for the one on the bed, it's a bit different than the rest, with a soft leather cover. the ones on the nightstand are a variety - some mythology, some history, some astronomy, even what looks like a fiction novel or two.
temenos doesn't say anything, not wanting to trip the curse into starting again, but he does give a little nod - they can grab whatever they want.]
anyway. no the book is not a diary! the title of it is embossed in gold, and so are the pages. it looks kinda like this! ribbon bookmark and all. and the title might be a bit hard to read, as it's in an unfamiliar looking language.
temenos watches them take the book, and, he will probably regret this, but says: ] Did you now.
They are going to scoot closer with the book in their lap now. Sorry, there's only room for the saint boyardee in their can form at the moment. Leaning in close as if they might be doing something less than catholic...
only to speak again with a lowered voice. ]
Someone could gag that pretty mouth of yours. [ Then they will place the book on his lap. ] Or keep it busy with something else. What book is this, dear? [ Their voice taking on a tone to say they are very innocent and pure. ]
If you know a way that I could cast a silence spell on myself, I'd be delighted to do so.
[ he is absolutely unaffected by this, not even leaning back an inch when they get all up in his grill. the energy.
and then, with an equal amount of cheer, he taps his hand on the book. ] And perhaps you ought to take a reading or two from this, with that sort of language. It's a book of the Sacred Flame's scripture.
[ They are grinning at that. ] I could always get you something just for that.
[ They decide it's safe to remain in his grill since he's not pulling back or jumping away. Opening up the book as they look through the pages. ]
What sort of language is that, dear? Talking about mouths? Did your mind go some where at that? [ They are so innocent. ] While I doubt there will be anything in here I don't already display, I wouldn't mind hearing about it. However, I can't really read this language. We might need to pick something else out.
Everything that comes out of your mouth is inappropriate.
[ says temenos who is also inappropriate all the time just in a completely different direction. he says this with that same cheerful smile.
once they open the book, they can read it! it is truly scripture. please dont ask me to recite this because i do not know what it actually reads but it's in there. the pages are well loved - every now and then, there are some small, neat annotations, even some doodles, in a couple sets of handwriting.
he's wary of saying too much, but he does wave a hand, as if put upon. ] I've already had those memorized a thousand lifetimes over, so it'd be for your sake, not mine.
It's only inappropriate if you take it that way, dear.
[ They are going to pause at every little note or doodle to give it their full attention. Like a naughty student writing in their text book, hm? They are smiling at it all though. ]
It never hurts to brush up on what you already know. Besides, having a new pair of eyes on it might give you a new way to look at it.
[ When a heretic and a shameless [redacted] read a holy book together. ]
[ indeed! the doodles and notes aren't on every page - some of them are in small, perfectly neat handwriting, and the other is a bit more loopy. it looks to be a little like a conversation. "You drooled on your scriptures." "I did not!"
he doesn't look at those pages for too long, just sort of turns his face away. ]
I've interpreted them in about every manner you can imagine, but if you'd like to convert, I'll humor you.
[ They are filing that away to ask at a better time. No need to give the darkness curse something to be dark about like whatever friend Temenos may have had in the past. Instead, they opt to put on their usual performance. Pointing to themselves. ]
Do you think I'd look cute in what you wear normally? Or maybe I should look into a nun outfit like Tama's?
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Do you want me to say it with my voice instead, dear?
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...but eventually, the door opens. temenos's room is more or less as it was when they were first brought here: the only addition is that there are like. a ton of books. several stacked on his desk, a couple on the bedside table, and one sitting on the bed itself - that one looks a little different than rest, with an old leather cover. there's a small teacup and a saucer on the nightstand, too.
temenos himself is still in his cassock, and he just gives rabbit a bit of a look before waving them in. he's still not talking too much, but that's probably not all that surprising. ]
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They do close the door behind them. Walking over to take a seat on the edge of the bed before patting the spot beside them as if this wasn't Temenos' bed. ] I can lend you my shoulder for a bit. Think of it as repayment for the time you done as much for me. [ A pause ] I'm assuming you're still cursed? [ Studying him carefully to get a feel of the situation. ]
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the second question, however, gets a soft snort, and he murmurs, ] I am the night.
[ so. ]
It is a marked improvement over earlier. [ considering he was a goddamn rabbit ] I'm assuming you saw that.
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He can keep his space for aelfric, but they will reach over with their hand to settle it on his back. He can't escape some affection.
That does answer that. ]
I did see some of the outtakes. I am quite saddened that I didn't get the chance to see you like that. It might have been the only time I could have held you. [ Cute bunny ]
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the hand doesn't really stop anything: temenos lifts his hand to his temples and pinches the bridge of his nose briefly.... tired.... ]
Yes, well. I suppose a good Samaritan thought I had suffered partially enough. I've had worse.
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They are quiet for a moment as they observe him. Not only does he have to monologue about darkness, but he turned into a rabbit with cameras rolling. ]
I'll just see about keeping that footage to my private collection then. [ They can try to grant him that much. ] Does the darkness strike at what is happening in your world? [ With all of those misdeeds and demon summoning ]
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so rarely is he ever temenos mistral.
his hand falls away from his face, and he admits, eventually: ] I certainly don't enjoy sounding like a member of the Moonshade Order, no.
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What a feeling it is to want to care for others. They don't want to betray that much, even if it might already be apparent by their presence here. They tap lightly against his back as they think about it. ]
I'd ask if having headphones would help you, but you would still know what was coming from your mouth. [ Hmm ] Maybe there's a way we can bend it away from that.
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it is, however, a nonverbal "go on, i'm listening." ]
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[ Just take a step away from darkness no parents lego batman ]
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A knight? Would you style me like a crow? [ gross!!!! THE LAST THING HE EVER WANTS TO BE
but it is like, marginally better than the alternative, of nearly constantly talking about Being The Night, even if his composed displeasure remains all over his face. ]
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It's much better than the alternative, dear. If it helps, you can keep our blushing maiden of a knight Vane in your mind, Temy.
[ There's a note of teasing to their voice ]
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He is certainly a maiden. [ is the dry comment he makes out loud, low and amused, but, for a moment, mentally, he's somewhere else. it's. fine. ] Not the sort someone of my ilk should associate with.
[ another slight pause. his nose wrinkles again, just a little, and he shakes his head. ]
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He is quite the maiden. You wouldn't think someone could convey as much through text, but you would be surprised.
[ Rabbit may have found someone new to bully this week. Someone save Vane. ]
Since we keep tripping over a number of distasteful things perhaps we should put that idea to rest. [ They are a bit disappointed because they wanted to see if they could twist curses in such a way. Maybe someone else will have the misfortune of this curse.
They will grab one of the books near by. ] Maybe we should just spend the hours reading.
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Oh, I don't think I'd be that surprised. Those types often are.
[ it brings back memories, really.
("i swear, on my reputation as a knight, i'll protect you!"
"...then my eyes deceive me, and i meant no disrespect. i hereby place my life in your hands, godsblade."
" -- v-very good!")
there's the urge, again. to monologue, about friendship and how the darkness steals it away, but the way he bites down on it this time is with the firmness of a cleric, and he will gladly take the distraction.
someone else will absolutely get the misfortune of this curse because i have it in my back pocket and i will ensure it! but for now, rabbit can reach for the books. if they go for the one on the bed, it's a bit different than the rest, with a soft leather cover. the ones on the nightstand are a variety - some mythology, some history, some astronomy, even what looks like a fiction novel or two.
temenos doesn't say anything, not wanting to trip the curse into starting again, but he does give a little nod - they can grab whatever they want.]
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[ They are teasing again. They are turning sideways to go for the soft leather one on the bed. It is in reach... it's not a diary or anything, right?
They do pause a moment as they think. ] I did think of another idea that could help you out.
[ There is an air of mischief that Temenos can probably pick up by now ]
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anyway. no the book is not a diary! the title of it is embossed in gold, and so are the pages. it looks kinda like this! ribbon bookmark and all. and the title might be a bit hard to read, as it's in an unfamiliar looking language.
temenos watches them take the book, and, he will probably regret this, but says: ] Did you now.
[ this is going to be something ridiculous ]
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They are going to scoot closer with the book in their lap now. Sorry, there's only room for the saint boyardee in their can form at the moment. Leaning in close as if they might be doing something less than catholic...
only to speak again with a lowered voice. ]
Someone could gag that pretty mouth of yours. [ Then they will place the book on his lap. ] Or keep it busy with something else. What book is this, dear? [ Their voice taking on a tone to say they are very innocent and pure. ]
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[ he is absolutely unaffected by this, not even leaning back an inch when they get all up in his grill. the energy.
and then, with an equal amount of cheer, he taps his hand on the book. ] And perhaps you ought to take a reading or two from this, with that sort of language. It's a book of the Sacred Flame's scripture.
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[ They decide it's safe to remain in his grill since he's not pulling back or jumping away. Opening up the book as they look through the pages. ]
What sort of language is that, dear? Talking about mouths? Did your mind go some where at that? [ They are so innocent. ] While I doubt there will be anything in here I don't already display, I wouldn't mind hearing about it. However, I can't really read this language. We might need to pick something else out.
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[ says temenos who is also inappropriate all the time just in a completely different direction. he says this with that same cheerful smile.
once they open the book, they can read it! it is truly scripture. please dont ask me to recite this because i do not know what it actually reads but it's in there. the pages are well loved - every now and then, there are some small, neat annotations, even some doodles, in a couple sets of handwriting.
he's wary of saying too much, but he does wave a hand, as if put upon. ] I've already had those memorized a thousand lifetimes over, so it'd be for your sake, not mine.
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[ They are going to pause at every little note or doodle to give it their full attention. Like a naughty student writing in their text book, hm? They are smiling at it all though. ]
It never hurts to brush up on what you already know. Besides, having a new pair of eyes on it might give you a new way to look at it.
[ When a heretic and a shameless [redacted] read a holy book together. ]
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he doesn't look at those pages for too long, just sort of turns his face away. ]
I've interpreted them in about every manner you can imagine, but if you'd like to convert, I'll humor you.
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