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     ❝ Big city, wouldn’t you say? A place of this size presents some difficulty in navigating from ward to ward, much less in a timely manner. ❞  A laugh, easy as casual conversation. Exactly how long he’s been standing within her earshot is uncertain. However, that seems to do very little in deterring him from speaking; she’s caught his attention, for one reason or another. ❝ But is that really so surprising? With such a large gathering of NPCs roaming about, it’s only natural to accommodate them with an apt amount of space. That’s the way world-building goes in a setting like this. ❞

   as politely as possible, garry waits until he's done with the speech he apparently had prepared, before immediately blurting out with a response. ' okay, ' comes first, before an awkwardly long beat.

feel free to combine multiple prompts or add  “ + reverse ”  to switch roles !   for reference, the one sending in the prompt is the one committing the action.

A GIFT!

You bet your ass Oliver is quickly finishing up, washing his hands, and making sure there's no sauce left around his mouth. When he's super duper sure, he's seated right back down.

"What is it?" He doesn't have to wait long because Garry's already opening the box. His eyes widen and his hands are placed on the table. He's pushing himself upward to get a better look at the bracelets. "HEY! They got fishes on 'em!"

His attention is back on Garry as she explains the meaning of the gifts. The last thing he wants is to worry her and the last thing he wants is for her to get in trouble in any way. Like that time he heard her voice. Could've sworn that was her voice.

His hair moves out of place. Not that his hair is ever neatly made, but Garry's action certainly has made it a little more wild. He doesn't mind though. he likes it. "Hehehe!" He giggles, swatting her hand playfully, "You miss me when I leave?" Oh, he's so bashful in the way that it makes him happy that there's someone there who misses him.

"Garry, I'm NEVER taking this off." Oliver's slipping on the bracelet and he comes out to give her a BIG FAT hug.

"You don't have to worry about me though! I'm always staying out of trouble!"

back, sender gives receiver a back hug.

beckon, sender beckons receiver closer with a finger.

blood, sender cleans blood off of receiver.

book, sender helps receiver get a book from a higher part of the shelf.

care, sender takes care of receiver when they're sick.

catch, sender catches receiver by the waist after they bump into each other.

choke, sender saves receiver from choking by giving them the heimlich.

cold, sender places their jacket over receiver's shoulders.

cry, sender wipes tears off receiver's face with their thumbs.

dance, sender sticks a hand out to receiver and invites them to dance.

dip, sender skinny dips in front of receiver and invites them to join.

dog, sender's dog pulls them in receiver's direction.

drive, sender drives receiver somewhere in their car.

drag, sender drags receiver into a room and closes the door behind them.

draw, sender draws receiver like one of their french girls.

face, sender turns receiver's face towards them.

flower, sender gives receiver a flower.

footsie, sender initiates footsie with receiver under the table.

forehead, sender presses their forehead against receiver's.

grab, sender grabs receiver's wrist to stop them from leaving.

jump, sender jumps onto receiver's back.

kiss, sender kisses receiver.

link, sender links arms with receiver while walking.

massage, sender offers receiver a massage.

patch, sender patches up receiver's wounds.

piano, sender teaches receiver how to play the piano.

pin, sender pins receiver's hands behind their back.

pluck, sender plucks something out of receiver's hair.

press, sender presses receiver against a wall.

propose, sender proposes to receiver.

quiet, sender gestures for receiver to be quiet.

rest, sender rests their head on receiver's shoulder.

serenade, sender serenades receiver with a song.

sign, sender walks into a sign and receiver sees.

size, sender measures the size of their hand against receiver's.

shoes, sender removes receiver's shoes for them.

sun, sender rubs sunblock onto receiver's back.

tattoo, sender gives receiver a tattoo.

tie, sender helps tie receiver's tie.

tuck, sender tucks receiver's hair behind their ear.

umbrella, sender lets receiver under their umbrella.

warning, sender presses a knife against receiver's neck as a warning.

The sight of her kneeling grounds him somewhat—a familiar enough scene in his world, though her request still falls short of prayer. It will have to be good enough in this world of imperfections.

"A simple trick like that is nothing for me," he finds himself replying. In fact, he's done it before—for another mortal foolish enough to drink from the ocean. Again he summons the sea, again the liquid coalesces into a perfect sphere with shimmering strands as the salt drains out of the water.

By the time it's purified, he's half crouched on the sand as well, a hand held out to steady her while the orb drifts to his palm. He shows it to her in its gleaming perfection, before letting it stream into the vase with a soft, steady trickle.

"Have you been cursed?" he asks over the sound of pouring water.

   his reply, decidedly, does not help.

   where it'd be easy to get overwhelmed entirely, he half lowers himself in front of her and lets the water trickle into the vase. and just like that, the two missing petals on the flower regrow— and with it, the wounds on her body disappear, leaving a blank slate. as if nothing ever happened in the first place.

   she breathes in, lets the air out between clenched teeth. ' thanks, ' comes as an annoyed murmur, as she tries to relax, sitting down properly now. ' i don't know. i think ... i died before i came here? i was stuck in a haunted gallery ... i don't know why i was there. '

know the weight of your life.

「 I saw you had a blue rose. Sorry. It gave me an idea when I saw you watching. 」 lily figures she doesn't need to explain that this was made with the thought to give it to her. 「 Were you wanting to make one, too? 」

   ... so instead, she bursts into tears.

   ' sorry! sorry, ' comes immediately, garry bubbling over with what seems to be pure joy, if it weren't for those deceiving tears, ' this is such a kind gesture. thank you very much. i'd love to make one for you in return, if you'd be willing to show me how? i'm not the handiest with crafts ... it requires quite a bit of patience. '

he sees that squint. he's not sure she's going to buy that. but hey, he tried!

Yumine hasn't realized she's been holding her breath. Not until Garry's fingertips actually touch the whiteish-brown feathers. She then realizes that she's missed this. A lot of the kids in the town she was taken care of used to play with her feathers. They were so gentle with them. The people in the city she was forced to live in....they...well, she didn't want to think about that right now.

Her eyes closed. Even from the gentle touch of fingers, her wings flutter, as if tickled.

   ' touching wings like yours? it's a first touching wings in general, i think ... or having the offer directed at me. '