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[futhark]

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



[ TEXT x VOICE x VIDEO x ACTION ]

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[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..

[futhark]

You've met him? How did it go?

[ Caster's very suddenly serious. Berserker warned him that not all who met him and found their resemblance got an amiable conversation out of him. That he got some "damage control" to do. ]