#action post.

(THIS IS A LITTLE LATE I KNOW BUT- I am a forgetful man.)

>>A note accompanies the ring, written in a delicate hand on card parchment: Wear the ring, rub the jewel, and say, "Rise." You'll regain your wings for twelve hours. You can take the ring off to dispel the wings sooner than that, but the ring will need about six hours to recharge between uses. Thanks again, this was an amazing project to work on, the first one "Heida" has ever done, and it's a pretty strong start!

Felix is exhausted when he steps outside, only getting up for the first time well past noon. He hasn't taken the time to address his bedhead and looks a mess -- though it's not like anyone is usually out here, anyway.

[You? Squandering your potential?]

[The flash of rage passes as quickly as it comes, sifted through logic gates until there's nothing left of it. Until it's as if you never felt anything at all.]

"I really have shit to do you know. I've gotta get this place ready for Rose later." In reply, Petea just 'mhm's sleepily.

Dirk, amused, and with nothing else planned for the day except MLP and platonic bro affection, chimes in. "Dude this is so cute I think I'm ovulating right now."

You've been given a job to do, and it was the best idea to leave your phone at Dave's. You feel kind of bad, leaving Davesprite. You're not sure if he'll stay there without you, even though Dave is his alt and is happier for him to be there than you in all honesty, but Davepeta has been hanging out there a bit too, so there's no shortage of Daves. You hope he'll stay and not go back to being on his own. You'd like him to be there when you come back. Because you will, there's no question...

You kiss him on the nose, switching on the heated blanket that Roxy got you, so that he'll be warm without you. Then you slink into Dave's room. You shift into a humanesque form (Dave doesn't like your "true" form, he says it's creepy, though Davesprite doesn't seem to mind whatever form you're in, maybe part of the whole 'not being a human' thing) and climb onto his bed, flopping down on his legs like a weighted blanket.

You don't remember anything from your past up to a certain point, but Dave's been thinking about some things that weren't that long ago in retrospect. If you remembered things, maybe you could've shared and bonded over it.

Ok maybe not *completely* platonic... who are you kidding.