bladeascent | Sticks & Bones // IC Inbox

[ You sure do have it Out, buddy! Ras doesn't mind, though. It isn't as if he has any right to scold Vildred right back for it. ]

I could wear it closed. It isn't as though it's hard to open if it comes down to needing it, I just...

[ He pauses, and sort of hovers his hand in front of his chest-stone for a moment. Maybe quite literally it could be called his soul. And he just ponders. ]

I suppose it causes me irrational stress to cover it.

I more meant the fact that people can see your back... [No they cannot his hair is blocking it. Vildred, buddy, are you okay... do the thought of twink backs do something to your brain? Why are your ears burning,] It doesn't matter now. I'm not bothered by it, I just don't want other people to see you and get any weird ideas.

[ ? ? ? ? ? ? ]

Just. [ ??????????? What is wrong with him today ] Make sure you keep it tied at the waist.

[Like he's doing now, bud?]

[ Ras actually does have to look down and make sure it's still tied, because maybe he didn't and forgot or something and that's why Vildred is acting weird? But no. He's good. He's fine. And, realistically, if that were the case, isn't Vildred the type more likely to reach down and tie it for him?

Hm.

Ras takes a step towards Vildred and raises his hands. They're placed against both cheeks gently. ]

... Hm. Do you feel alright, Vildred? Maybe you really should go lay down...

[there's chemicals in the river turning the fucking knights gay]

You're probably right, [of course he'd be having a weird day, he woke up here and found out the economy was made entirely of seashells and probably "how nice people are feeling today" and also that there are Diseases and horror-circuses and—] I'm exhausted, I think.

[Probably. In theory he could stay awake for a few more hours, but he's also here in this robe with his hair down, he got stitches to the Face this morning... maybe it really is time to sleep in a bed for once.

Okay, lights out. Getting in bed. Ras is glowing, so the lights are on, actually.]

[ The glowing is probably something he can turn off, but sometimes a nightlight is a good thing, right? Ras lets go of Vildred, but only so he can follow him over to the bed and just plop himself right next to him. Just, y'know, sitting at the edge of it, since the bed is not that big. Yes, he fully intends to just sit there and watch Vildred all night, why do you ask?

The little mossfox jumps on Vildred, though. Hi, you're new bed! ]

[He's about to say something, like, make some joke about the whole situation, but the mossfox jumps on him and he "oofs", and then the dandylion hurls itself onto him and he has to pry it off of his head so he can breathe. All cats is same, all cats is suffocate you if they can—

At least he managed to get under the covers before getting attacked by creatures, though.

So, new joke that totally doesn't mean anything now:]

What, you're not going to join them?

[Why is he a bed for small animals anyway??]

[ Vildred! So silly! Ras laughs, absolutely brushing off the thought of lying on top of Vildred because H. ]

I'm too lightweight~. It wouldn't be nearly as funny as this is~.

[ Though, he will toss himself backwards anyway, laying across Vildred's legs crossways. Mostly to prove he is, in fact, very light, but also to Be Silly himself. ]

You can stay there if you want to get accidentally kneed in the head while I sleep.

[He'd like to think he'd never, but he can't control how his limbs might flail while he's asleep. Not that he has access to many of them anyway, considering the multiple animals flat on top of him. Father is going to bed :) must lay on father :) ]

I might even manage to fling you halfway across the room.

[ Another soft chuckle as he sits back up, tucking some of his hair back. ]

I wouldn't really do that. You're restrained enough as it is~. [ Ras will probably coax the animals off when Vildred starts to actually close his eyes and such. For now, it's funny. ] Besides, I'd rather be up to watch over you. I hope maybe you'll be able to relax despite the overwhelm, knowing I'll be protecting you tonight.

Yeah, do me a favour and make sure I don't get teleported in my sleep again, would you? [Not that Ras can control that, but he manages a half-laugh at that and closes his eyes. Weird how he feels totally comfortable being watched in his sleep if it's Ras, huh...] And wake me up if something happens.

[He can totally fight a motherfucker in nothing but a loose bathrobe, no undies, hair undone... but like, let's Not do that if possible. The man needs fucking Sleep, there's no sleep during active war.]

...Do you think I'd be unable to defend you if something did happen? [ Translation: No, you should definitely sleep. It's got to be more comfortable to sleep in a bed than the cots and sleeping bags that they have while traveling. At least, Ras thinks so. Maybe he's biased, considering he's spent most of his life sleeping, and that, too, was in a soft bed. ]

[Cracks one eye open...]

I didn't say that. [Closes his eye again.] But I also don't think I want to test this place too much. If something happens to you while I'm asleep, I don't think I can live it down.

[ So protective… but that’s what makes him a good knight, right? Ras is satisfied with that answer, at least. So he reaches over to pick up the dandylion and put him in Ras’ own lap so he can pet the large cat. The mossfox rolls off Vildred after some coaxing too, but ends up just smushing himself between the space next to Vildred’s shoulder and his head. That’s… probably fine, Ras thinks.

Once the animals settle, Ras lets out a soft sigh. It’s strange. He’s… at peace, like this. He shouldn’t be. There’s a lot about this place he doesn’t know, and yet there’s comfort in his friend being here with him that he just can’t explain. He has his worries. The stitches on his face. The memories Vildred has that Ras does not. How they’re meant to get home. If Vildred truly lives in the reset that he’s from… Knowing Ras will fail the one he’s in now… ]

…Goodnight, Vildred.

[ He hopes he can rest soundly. ]

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