Could you use the purple powers, last week? Outside of your crystal shit.
[ maybe that's why?? who knows.
as percy stretches out, he takes the space that's offered without any trouble. vox machina isn't really a stranger to closeness, and vax himself is much more touchy than you'd think - though he isn't touch starved by any means necessary, he's always been prone to an arm over the shoulder, a playful kiss on the cheek. this isn't all that different, and he finds himself easily gravitating into percy's shoulder, perching his cheek against the proffered pillow of his forearm. ]
Yeah. 's like the note said, right? Like sticking a knife in, picking the lock. The thing is, supposedly it wants us to upset the balance. How the fuck do we do that?
[ and he doesn't want to say "killing each other" because that seems to be looming as what goes unsaid - especially after what happened with ryunosuke and kazuma last week. ]
[ he shakes his head in response to the question about being able to utilize heliotrope in full. that's no.
as vax presses close, his arm curls carefully around him, fingers resting against his shoulder as he settles a little further into the warmth of the hold, the way the bed seems to swallow the both of them up. he doesn't mention the ever-presently looming option of death, killing one another needlessly. he closes his eyes. ]
Too much color... too little color... how to achieve this when the thing itself feeds off of our color. We overwhelm it?
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Could you use the purple powers, last week? Outside of your crystal shit.
[ maybe that's why?? who knows.
as percy stretches out, he takes the space that's offered without any trouble. vox machina isn't really a stranger to closeness, and vax himself is much more touchy than you'd think - though he isn't touch starved by any means necessary, he's always been prone to an arm over the shoulder, a playful kiss on the cheek. this isn't all that different, and he finds himself easily gravitating into percy's shoulder, perching his cheek against the proffered pillow of his forearm. ]
Yeah. 's like the note said, right? Like sticking a knife in, picking the lock. The thing is, supposedly it wants us to upset the balance. How the fuck do we do that?
[ and he doesn't want to say "killing each other" because that seems to be looming as what goes unsaid - especially after what happened with ryunosuke and kazuma last week. ]
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as vax presses close, his arm curls carefully around him, fingers resting against his shoulder as he settles a little further into the warmth of the hold, the way the bed seems to swallow the both of them up. he doesn't mention the ever-presently looming option of death, killing one another needlessly. he closes his eyes. ]
Too much color... too little color... how to achieve this when the thing itself feeds off of our color. We overwhelm it?
[ he looks downwards. ]
Maybe that's why there are only four.