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she’s been hurling buttons at him for a few minutes now. she’s not sure if he hasn’t noticed or is just really good at ignoring her; both theories make her incredibly annoyed. ‘ hey, fee-yord! open your mouth, let me see if i can get one in. ’
@tsktooth / fee-jordy.
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For all the tournaments he’s signed up for, Ulrich has never seen team fighting. Small teams, anyway. Randomly assigned duos. Of course he signs up without hesitation.
He doesn’t get to meet his partner until their fight is up next and the two are allowed into a small spectator room at the bottom of the arena, in perfect view of the fight commencing just outside the high windows. That’s where his focus is when the door opposite him opens, and he turns amber gaze to look over the person he’d be fighting alongside. When it’s clear the half-orc stepping into the room is donned in actual weapons, not magic, he grins.
‘ I think this is going to be fun, ‘ the tiefling hums, turning back to the combat in front of them. ‘ I don’t usually fight with other people. ‘
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there’s a warm swell in fjord’s chest, a rare, tight-throated gratefulness that he doesn’t really know how to put a name to. before the feeling can pass, and in one of those brief moment of privacy a now empty inn hallway affords, fjord’s arms find their way around vandren’s middle, his head ducked against the older man’s chest and squeezing vandren into a hug that he hopes says more than he can manage in words right now.
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Vandren is caught off guard for once. It’s been a long two weeks, with a less than optimal crew, tight on money, and half their cargo lost to greenhorn pirates– Vandren wasn’t sure how he was going to pay for the next job. If they cut repairs, it put everyone in danger. If they cut rations, he threatened his reputation and a mutiny. Then again, he could always cut back on crew, but a heavier workload was dangerous to the crew and his reputation. Merchant vesseles lived off of reputation.
And what’s worse is the pirates had been some fucking losers without any order or reason to them- none of them could fight, and he could have taken them all on …. but exposing himself in the process. So he held his tongue and his magic. The swell of eldritch energy had sat under his skin buzzing until the encounter passed.
The stress had been wearing on him, and he supposed it had been showing. His mask slipping. Less smiling, less chatting and laughing with the crews. Paid everyone out when they hit land and immediately retired out and bid them good evening, because he wasn’t sure he’d be able to afford two nights after all of this.
The tight embrace almost hurts, but the flood of warmth as Fjord hides in his chest. And he’s floored. He remembers a bright smile and a cheeky grin and batting eyelashes, curly horns and perfect cut bangs. Vandren awllows around a lump in his throat, arms slowly coming around to return the embrace. Careful not to grip his hidden claws in to his shirt, nose pressing in to Fjord’s hair.His eyes burn, and he hates how calm and cold his voice sounds. He misses them, their familiarity, how easy they were about touching, hugs, with him. It’s barely more than a whisper. His eyes are wet and he is already trying to hide his weakness. He has to be strong. He has to. Weak people get left behind. Get forgotten. “I’m sorry– I’m trying. I’m sorry.”
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there is an unease in caleb’s shoulders as he listens to the silence over his room before he speaks. he’s used to nott’s shuffling, the way her shoulders would rise and fall in little grumbles and trilling snores, is used to the noise. fjord, for the most part, is quiet in his rest.
he almost regrets suggesting the different rooms. almost. fjord’s awake, though, so he gets a response to his mostly-to-himself musings and turns onto his back so he can see fjord.
“ ah -- ja. gnolls are much easier to deal with. ” those had been the days, fighting beastmen and saving -- well, not maidens, but crownsguards. close enough. “ we had no idea what we were doing then, but at least we were not always in mortal danger. ”
“oh no no no no no.” (tsktooth)
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caleb keeps a straight expression as he looks fjord directly in the eyes, the leash of one of the alpacas in his left hand: ‘ i had nothing to do with this. ‘
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“can you cook and eat the beans from a beanbag chair?” (tsktooth)
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‘ i think, ‘ caleb starts, looking down at the beanbag frumpkin absolutely eviscerated in their absence. ironically, he’s been thinking about how he’s gonna have to take his cat to the vet now, to make sure he didn’t eat any of the beans spilled all over the living room carpet.
‘ i think, sooner or later, caduceus is going to snap and kill you. if nott doesn’t get to you first. ‘ or, if either of them don’t kill them over the mess that’s been made.
“Let’s push all this stuff away. I wanna dance here right now with you.” (tsktooth)
they’ve been fumbling for distractions for a while, but there’s only so much that can fill the space. especially as time stretches on and they both find themselves unwilling and unable to sleep.
his request surprises her, her brows lifting. she almost just tells him to fuck off, that she doesn’t dance, but she realizes music and just moving would be a great way to take her mind off of yasha.
and they’re both still too beat up and sore to spar.
“ fine. but i’m leading. “
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‘ Paddle boats. ‘ he repeats the words as though doing so will somehow help him to understand what he is looking at.
They stand at the edge of the lake, grass licking at their ankles as they watch a handful of well polished, wooden boats float around the surface. Fjord looked enthusiastic about the idea when he suggested it. Ulrich can’t help the skepticism clear across his expression. ‘ I’m ... no offense, but I mean, I’m not - this seems like, kind of a weird thing. For one thing everyone out there looks like a couple, and ... ‘ His thoughts trail off as it clicks in his mind mid - sentence. A couple thing. Because they’re kind of a couple. ( admittedly in a weird unspoken place of mutual attraction certainly! but nothing formal. )
Now he clears his throat, laughs a little awkwardly. ‘ Ah, I guess, why not? If you want to. ‘
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