#kronnothings

kronno wrote a book

Respir is quiet with his affections. He speaks with flowers more than words, so Respir would give his crush a flower to say how he felt. He knows the language of flowers well enough, and even if his crush didn’t he doesn’t mind. 💗: At which point do they realize that they've fallen in love?Kronno’s only ever been in love once so it’s hard to say, but she lays in bed/on a couch and thinks about this person a lot. She runs memories of them through her mind and curls up into a pillow all smiling and flushed. And then when she realizes it, she gets mad at herself and tries to distract her mind, but ends up going through chat logs they have. And then she gets more pissed off CAUSE SHE HAS BETTER THINGS TO DO THAN FALL IN LOVE!!!Respir has never been in love before. He’d lay in his greenhouse among flowers, or in a field, and just think really hard on it. Is he *really* in love? He wouldn’t know how to tell. He’d ask advice from friends, how they knew, and eventually when he realizes it he would make a bouquet for this person and give it to them without telling them why.  

sniffs heard this and wanted it in Kro's tag

I’ve never given a session for Kronno too much thought, so I’mnot sure…In her original respiteblock,back when I was making a session formyself/by myself she had a thing for: slinkies, old western movies, andchemistry. Maybe  she’d mix him with somescience thing or a cowboy poster, lmao.

“Jos,” her voice suddenly came, and he jumped, looking overhis shoulder. “Here, I made us some tea. I mean, usually you’d do hot chocolateand all that but…I know you’d rather want some leaf juice.” With a gentlelaugh, he accepted it thankfully, and wrapped his cold hands about the mug.Kronno soon joined him, making the log creak beneath her weight. The two of them sat together there, watching the flames and chatting quietlyabout their night. They’d caught fish and cooked themselves, started a fire,all of that camping stuff. They briefly entertained the idea of their ancestorshuddled about a similar fire, surrounded by their allies and singing songs ortelling stories of rebels and revolts. Joster and Kronno couldn’t help but grinat the idea, chuckling and laughing at the thought of Bookkeeper unsuccessfullytrying to catch dinner.“I think Revolter probably would’ve had a handle on that more than Bookkeeper,”Kronno commented, setting down an empty mug beside her feet.  “I bet he was the guy who surveyed the areaand shit to make sure it was safe, all of that jazz.”Joster shrugged then, pushing up his glasses. “Possibly, though I somehow doubt he wouldn’t have tried his hand at a fewtricks himself…But you’re probably right,” he agreed with a laugh. It felt goodto make their ancestors feel...real…And not like legends or myths. Kronno camea bit closer to his side then, cuddling up into his arm. He glanced at her fromthe corner of his eye, and once done with his tea, put an arm about her.Quality moirail time like this was not to be taken for granted, as they rarelygot any moments to themselves anymore. It was either they were sharing spacewith Telmon, Polter or Sentis, and could never get any prime cuddles in. At least tonight that wasn’t the case. There was a soft hum of pleasure fromKronno, who leaned up to nuzzle Joster’s cold cheek. He returned the gesture ofcourse, but pulled away to look down at her. They stared at one another for amoment, both admiring the other in small ways, before she spoke up.“Do you think we’ll be like them too?”Joster smiled just a little, not knowing how to reply.“…I think it could happen. I mean, we’re bound to follow in their footsteps alittle bit, right? And we can do it even better since we have their history.”She returned the smile, though they both felt unsure. With that, she leaned upfor a gentle kiss, before nodding again.“And we can make our own.

He’d twirled a few noodles around his fork and was offeringit to her, and Kronno just sort of laughed off her embarrassment before takinga bite. Mmm, on top of being a good friend, he was a great cook too. Damn, he surehad a way with his hands.  She lickedsauce from her lips with another gentle laugh, nodding at him.“Tastes great, Mel! Let’s eat.”

Kronno’s so happy Oceyth is back! She still feels a little betrayed that he just up and left but now that he’s returned, it’s awesome and fun. She was hoping it’d feel like old times, but they’re both older now and things have changed, but it’s still fun to be around them. She’s really happy that Oceyth and Ceodoa are friends and hopes to have group hangouts with two of her fave boys. uwubAttrox thinks of Prisma as a pretty decent friend. It takes him a while to get really close to people though, but I think by how they are they might become good friends. He feels confused for him most of the time, though he’s amused when Prisma kind of strays from his implant and gets a little childlike/has a sense of humor. He enjoys his time with Prisma,as it’s usually relaxing and easy going, but feels a vague sense of rivalry between them-- Not black exactly but he wants to be able to hold his own against him.