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[crystallinelore]

INEVITABLE SPOILERS WITHIN, LOOK UPON AT YOUR OWN RISK

in any case we can do like, game aus, or "exarch summoned your character from another fuckin dimension", or THERE'S A WEIRD TOWER MADE OF CRYSTAL HERE NOW, WTF, or maybe it's been there as long as anyone can remember, or,

look feel free to comment with a pitch or make me pick or just make a starter, we can do whatever

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[crystallinelore]

[He presses his crystal hand to G'raha's chest firmly. no closer, damnit.]

I did not have the right to take you. I know that. But secrets I must keep are secrets I must keep, no matter how much I owe you.

[awakenerd]

[He leans against that hand, aggressive brat that he is. But doesn't actually go for yanking the hood off.]

How much would you say you owe me?

[This little shit.]

[crystallinelore]

[good they're under a table in public and people are probably going to check on them soon.]

I owe you as much comfort as I can give you here. Aid in your endeavors. But I cannot entrust you with my secrets.

[awakenerd]

[He just huffs and leans back, they're definitely getting stares so he retrieves the fork, though if the Exarch wants his mirror he'll have to snatch it now.]

[crystallinelore]

[Yeah, yoink, then turning to crawl back up into his seat with the UTMOST dignity.

which seems to inspire giggles from the concerned parties, at least. yeah okay their precious exarch is fine.]

[awakenerd]

[Just two weirdos from the Exarch's homeland nbd. G'raha grumbles but returns to his seat. Switching his fork for a fresh one.]

When do you need to examine me?

[crystallinelore]

I have time after this, if you are free, but if not we can make an appointment.

[awakenerd]

I'm not doing anything.

[Diving into his cake.]

[crystallinelore]

Then after lunch.

[scarfing down cookies. with great dignity.]

[awakenerd]

....Are those any good?

[crystallinelore]

They are one of the more popular items.

[offers him one.]

[awakenerd]

[He could take it with his hands like a reasonable person but he still feels bratty so he'll lean forward and nom it right out of the Exarch's fingers.]

[crystallinelore]

[WHY

once he has it firmly in his mouth, the exarch lets go and flicks his nose.

but he is, like, blushing. goddamnit.]

[awakenerd]

[Ha! He wins. Even if he has to rub his nose. He munches the cookie, leaning back.]

They're good.

[crystallinelore]

They are.

[leaning over the table to snag a bite of his cake in revenge.]

[awakenerd]

[G'raha lifts up his fork with a bite.]

You only had to ask.

[He's going to hold it up.]

[crystallinelore]

I figured fair is fair. Thank you.

[and with the ballsiness of G'raha himself he will lean in and eat off of G'raha's fork.]

[awakenerd]

[Rather than being flustered he laughs.]

Didn't think you had it in you, old man.

[He'll stab another bite of cake and eat it himself.]

[crystallinelore]

I can give as good as I get.

[primly!! trying to ignore the indirect kiss.]

[awakenerd]

[His tail curls, feeling pleased with himself. He can just tell the Exarch is a little flustered, so he licks the fork casually.]

I wonder about that.

[crystallinelore]

[the exarch has never considered himself narcissistic and this is the WORST.]

Is that so? I will not back down from a challenge.

[awakenerd]

[Truly life is unfair when your younger self is being a flirty asshole.]

Is that so~? I'll remember that.

[crystallinelore]

[Why Is He His Own Type?]

Please do.

[he is going to finish his cookies, damnit.]

[awakenerd]

[He smirks. Not even hiding that he's pleased with himself. But he'll finish his cake without tormenting the mystery man any more for now.

He feels a little better too. Not enough to trust the guy but teasing him is really fun.]

[crystallinelore]

[At least he's a flusterable person. More vulnerability, to add to the pile with how soft he is for his people.

Once they're both done and he's paid:]

Then let us be on our way to the Spagyrics.