headmt | W4 Curfew: OUR HOUSE IN THE MIDDLE OF OUR HOUSE OUR HOUSE IN THE MIDDL

[ they are just embracing then! ]

I accidentally stepped on my tail one time.

[ wiggles her from side to side. they're swaying now. ]

Ouch. Having a tail seems rather inconvenient - they are very charming, though. [ he exaggerates glancing back at himself. would I look cute with a tail. ]

You do have to find the right pants.

Seems you'd need an excellent tailor!

[ please furry week so gu yun can have a tail he'd look so cute ]

Aren't they? It's just like... more hair to dress up! [ she gently runs a bottle through his hair. ] Your hair is nice.

[ why are you doing this with the bottle. yuel. he will reach out to take the bottle from her but she can put her hand back in his hair if she wants??? ]

Don't get it sticky, now. [ a beat ] But, thank you. [ yeah... he knows. ] I'm fairly decent at dressing up the hair I have.

[ thanks gu yun, she's now just stroking his hair. it's so soft and beautiful. ]

Yeah? What kinda tricks do ya know?

[ she is welcome to do this as much as she likes yes. it is very soft and very silky and probably smells good, like incense and nice shampoo. ]

Well, only a few, for braiding and the like. Wearing a hair crown. Putting it up so it's not in my face when I'm off fighting. Things like that.

[ he might as well have told her that he shits gold bricks for how impressed she looks ]

Can ya do it for me too??

...

[ considers this ]

I could do that.

[ he's gonna wobble them over to the couch to join the others, and sits down! might as well. it's kindness week, we're being nice. ] Take a seat, then.

[ she takes a seat and waits patiently. ]

What can't ya do?

[ hmmmm ]

Rule over a country? I think I can do everything else.

[ bad. ] Oh, eat vegetables. Or stomach sweets. That's another one. There, three whole things.

[ he's gonna go brush through her hair with his fingers now! he'll braid parts of it off and cute little sections, yes. ]

[ thanks gu yun she'll do you next

also, she believes him implicitly ]

No veggies or sweets? What do ya eat?

meat?

[ meat ]

Desert scorpions.

[ he says this with the utmost of seriousness. ]

Well, only sometimes, when our rations run out and we're starving. Really, meat, rice. The usual things.

Oh... Ya didn't have food?

[ CONCERN ]

[ he shrugs, not that she can see it, busily making a cute little braid around the base of her ear. fluffy. ]

Well, sometimes. We make do, and I give my rations to my men, if we're that poorly off. Besides, I'm a decent hunter. You really can cook a scorpion into something if you're quick enough to catch it!

[ she is desperately trying to control her expression in order to be respectful but is too drunk to look anything but appalled ]

That's so resourceful! Eatin' scorpions! That's dedication! I hope ya never have to do that again!