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[futhark]

"I'm not here right now. Just leave a message and I'll get back to you."



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February 21st, Evening (Text)

[sing_for_me]

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They look intimidating from this angle.

[futhark]

They sure do. Look at them boisterous guardians of the temple.

I've noticed some shrines have guardian figures- foxes, lions, dragons. Maybe the finches are trying to tell you something.

[sing_for_me]

I think they try to compete with the canaries...Not sure if they're really a guardian type.

[futhark]

Ahh, so they want to drive off the competition. Brutal.

Can't they all just be friends?

[sing_for_me]

More like they want to see who can be louder.

But I think I prefer that over quiet.

[futhark]

[ That could be read as a bit ominous... but it's pure text and better not to read too much ]

So it works out for you perfectly. They do it as a posturing, you get the pretty singing-

Plot-twist is that they were doing it for you from the beginning!

[sing_for_me]

[ Alright, this wasn't exactly how she planned it to go. Or rather, she had no plan really. ]

I guess. It kind of reminds me of how playful your dogs are. Just in..a more bird like way?

[futhark]

[ There is like 5 minute pause before his reply. As opposed to previous instanteous ones. Sorry, healing bruises. ]

No moment of rest with them. Did you know tho- the pupper doesn't grow. I wonder what would happen with them if I went away.

[sing_for_me]

Don't joke about that >8(

[ She couldn't even comment on the thought of an eternal puppy with that comment.

Yes that's a serious smiley.]

[futhark]

Yesh. Sorry about that. That sure didn't come out as intended.

(¬_¬)

[ He can do faces too! ]

[sing_for_me]

[ She sighs. It's not like she could really blame him for thinking that. ]

They'd be sad.

[futhark]

[ Would they even exist? Is a question that does pop in his mind, but alas--- ]

And i cannot allow that! And there is a one person that would be sad too! Do you know who?

[sing_for_me]

[ She pauses before replying. ]

There is?

[ She's chuckling on the other side. ]

[futhark]

[ That was a sick burn, Alex. But that made him chuckle too. As he writes a tragic reply... ]

And here I hoped you'd shed me a tear at my departure...

[sing_for_me]

So you want to make me cry..I see.

[futhark]

[ You know, normally he would find a witty one-liner. But since it's 21th Feb that could maybe just go and die already- he just... feels a bit bad and thus

dun dun dun

backtracks ]

I'd never want to make you cry.

[ And then a follow-up in a quick next message ]

When I'm a truly powerful god I will make it sure to bring only a radiant smile to your face.

[ Just kill him ]

[sing_for_me]

[ She could practically hear the shift in his tone. She leans back against the backrest of the couch, bringing up her legs. ]

You didn't need to be a powerful god to do that.

[ She wouldn't call it radiant, but he has made her smile quite a few times. Memorable times. But this wasn't for her.

She'll send a follow up text of her own. ]

Cú, what do you need right now?

[ It might not be something she could do, but if it was, she'd like to do something for him. ]

[futhark]

I want to see your face. Can I?

[ It comes out faster than he intended to. Oops? But here it is, he sends an invitation for a video call. ]

[sing_for_me]

[ It wasn't what she thought he'd say, but before she can finish her reply, her phone rings.

She accepts the call. ]

Hi.

[ She smiles as she adjusts herself on the couch and rests her chin and other hand on her knees. ]

[futhark]

[ There's still a surprise on his face- he didn't really expect her to answer the call. It turns to a grin very quickly. ]

Heey-

[ There is what looks like an old bruise on his face, and on the visible part of his shoulder, but he covers that with a blanket. A pointless move, she already has seen it- ]

Got into a snowball fight, it was serious business. [ It's not even downplaying this, he is speaking the truth. ] That was my bad decision of the week. If you want to share yours, I will keep it a secret.

[sing_for_me]

[ While his may have changed to a grin, her own expression immediately changes to one of concern. ]

Wha--How do you get so beat up with a snowball fight!?

[futhark]

[ A faint grimace runs through his face, but- there is no sense in hiding Berserker's but that doesn't mean it's easy to talk about. ]

Everything depends on how much force the snowballs were thrown with.

[sing_for_me]

Who did you piss off?

[ Because she can't imagine why or who would throws snow that hard. ]

Did they use ice?

[futhark]

Nah, just snowballs. I took trees into the play, but that wasn't smart.

[ In hindsight ]

A guy named Berserker appeared here, and- well. Went berserk on me.

[ But Caster started it!! ]

[sing_for_me]

Oh! [ The recognition was quite obvious on her face. ]

I met him this morning..

[ She didn't take him for the snowball fight type. Though that might be why it became so extreme. ]

Erm...he..kind of...really looks like you..