#eonsister

Luigi had seen a lot of fantastical and strange creatures in his brief time in Mushroom Kingdom. But this one? This graceful flying thing? He'd never seen one of those before! It looked so sleek as it flew, and seemed to revel in being skyborne. And the best part about it? It didn't look threatening whatsoever, even though it probably should have.

"hey, if no one's looking it's okay," she had to eat food somehow, and sometimes that meant stealing now and then.

"Oh, there you are. I was starting to think I was looking in the wrong place.” 

He jokes, holding up a basket full of berries, 

“I picked some berries, and was making my way to an apple tree if you would like to help. I wanted to make some pie later. If you’re not busy?”

Hands grip the newspaper tightly, fingers squeezing it and keeping the papers in place. Caramel stare reads carefully, albeit swiftly, across the pages. And as he depicts these stories, he scoffs and groans, lowering the paper and gripping at his spectacles. Fingers push them up before they bounce atop thumb and pointer. The rest of the bony metacarpals rub at the bridge of a rather oblong sniffer.

" Ugh, why are all the stories so shit? The papers never used to be this bad, did they? " Limb falls and eyes peep at the report again, reading the next few sentences. Rolling orbs follow soon after. The paper is shoved back on his lap. It ruffles and they make a rather abysmal sound as it scratches and rubs together. " No one seems to know how to leave their opinions out when it's important. And they make the most interesting stuff seem so boring. "

The rocking chair he sits in begins to sway. Feet kick the ground, rotating up and down to keep him moving. Limb arises again, resting gently on his cheek. Stare now drifts in the distance, looking down the road. Though the street lights paved way to illuminate the various shops, cafes, and local businesses, the town was rather dead. Nobody was around and the chirping of bug pokemon could be heard in the background. The darkness of the thick, night sky coated the situation.

Arthur sighs.

And he is observing her in kind, unsure of what exactly he's looking at. It's a dragon, for sure, and he could smell the chemical markers of feminine biology, so he assumed a female of a species he didn't know.

"I... am not sure? Perhaps not in a few weeks? There has been a lot of work to do." Kharon's brows come together as he tries to think back. Normally he could go longer without a rest since he was built to do so, right now however he was starting to feel a little exhausted, "Do I look that tired?"

"You're right. But in my defense, it's hard to act like everything's normal when the girl you're showing around town is actually not a girl at all, but a mythical creature than can do all kinds of powerful stuff."

"All sorts of cakes," Luigi replied.