#mori things

“Mmm? Mf? Mfff mgh mmmh?” Just making noises, despite being able to use their other communication methods, Mori let Memento have his moment before falling backwards. Licking his hand with an icy tongue the second they landed, his eyes were crinkled with mirth.

Room flashing once again, the being was gone, and Illinois was now trying to boop Mori the rabbits nose.

@whitecrawace-mind-palace

“I can withhold kisses, for starters~ Tell you not to touch me~” Mori crooned, as he practically went nose to nose with Memento, taking in his warmth. Such a contrast, to his own deathly chill. “Or I can always contact our friend~ It would love a day spending time with you~”

It wouldn’t take long, however, for lights to flash. Blinding Memento, and bringing him running straight back into Mori’s chest, who just hummed, grinning deviously down at him. “I think you have some cleaning to do~”

“There isn’t much to say. Nothing you would comprehend, anyways.” Those two glowing white eyes could be seen from the corner of the room, piercing out of shadows. You’d think you’d be able to see him, seeing as he typically wears a white suit, and sometimes a white top-hat. “He is everything to me, and his is everything that matters. A fool, sometimes, but I will always watch his back. For he is my own…. I love him, we are hand in hand.”

“Of course.” Mori gave It one last stroke, then took his hand out. The blood evaporated off his hand, and then he went to use both hands, carefully tending to each strand side by side. “You may stay as long as you want, until this clearing is… taken care of. After, you can go visit Mem. He has been wanting to show you the new trick we taught Nebula.”