closed 🪶⚡ all i really, really ever want is under the mistletoe

[garudas]

Who: Cidolfus Telamon & Benedikta Harman.
Status: Closed.
Where: Around places.
What: Cid and Benedikta follow a lead and sneak into a fancy holiday party. Event stuff TBA.
Warnings: it's them, what do you want from me



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[garudas]

[Ah, yes. This is much better than moving around or even standing, and once he's sitting, she slowly starts to climb down so that she can sit on his lap. It's a difficult climb, but if he tries to help her, she will swat his hand away, and she finds a perch on his leg close to his knee.]

Yes, I did not face off against the Rat King myself, but I had heard the stories.

[ramuhs]

[He does try to help, but she makes her feelings clearing on that with that swat :(

Won't stop him from trying to stroke her feathers and set them right—]

Likewise. So I suppose it wouldn't be too much of a stretch to consider he could have some hand—or paw—in all this.

[garudas]

[Listen! Her dignity has already deflated into a limp balloon, this is all she has left!!

But she does appreciate the feather wrangling, even if she might not say it, and even if she does glare at him a little, those feathers do ruffle a bit at the touch, though not in a bad way.]

He was the one who had cursed that island last year, yes?

[The details are a bit fuzzy...]

[ramuhs]

[Her head has indeed shrunken down a bit...but even though it might be for pitiful reasons, it's better than expanding to the risk of floating away and popping. Have some gentle head rubs.

...It's like petting his own little bird—]

Aye, he is. The one that turned us all into toys. [Hmmm.] Yet how he placed that curse I'm not sure, and if it is him he's using a different means to do so.

[garudas]

[Oh, but the little head rubs are making her warm and fuzzy, and thus making her head expand again. This is a problem—]

I do not know many others who can curse people into toys like this. And I can only assume it is him because...

[She gestures down at herself. This is the second time that it's happened, and—

Chirp.

He manages to hit a particularly nice spot with his finger on her head, and she accidentally lets out a pleased little sound, so surprising that she startles herself.]

[ramuhs]

[Her reaction also startles him, his hand momentarily retracting a bit.

...

And then he rubs that spot again.]

[garudas]

[There's a moment where the two of them just stare at each other, both stunned into complete silence, but when his finger touches that spot on her head again, she makes that same sound, her eyes fluttering shut briefly.]

That feels...

[Only it turns into more of a hiccup at the end when she tries to stifle it.]

What are you doing!?

[THIS IS EMBARRASSING, SHE FEELS ALL WARM AND FUZZY]

[ramuhs]

[He just laughs at her reaction, but he doesn't stop because she is too cute again.]

What, seems like you enjoy it.

[Yet somehow with the way he gives her that playful smirk and his low voice, it sounds different from the actual context...??]

[garudas]

[She's at an impasse. The longer he goes, the more those feathers in her wings and atop her head seem to spread, like an all too relaxed bird about to doze off into a deep, peaceful sleep. And then there is the way his voice rumbles at her, and oh how she wishes that she were not a toy version of her Eikon right now, because she could both slap him and kiss him for what he is doing.]

Just because it feels nice does not mean that you should continue to do so!

[She huffs and pouts, and her white cheeks grow flushed again in her embarrassment, and as a result, her head is starting to grow warmer and bigger, her body lifting slightly off his leg.]

We are in the middle of a crisis, and you ought to be figuring out how to turn me back before you are transformed, too.

[ramuhs]

[He probably should stop, but what if he just slides his finger down from the top of her head down the length of her spine instead?]

There's not much we can do except to wait for information, and we seem safe here at least.

[garudas]

[Her spine shoots up straight, her wings suddenly stiffening for a moment before they relax with another ruffle.]

You are having fun, aren't you?

[Can he feel her glaring!?!??]

[ramuhs]

I just think you are quite adorable like this. And if I recall you had a bit of fun when I was miniature.

[Now he's going to poke her wings.]

[garudas]

[They flutter when he does, and she clicks her tongue in admonishment at him, but does nothing more than wave her claws before she grabs hold of one of his hands and holds on. She can feel her head starting to drift and grow heavier with air.]

If I recall, you fell asleep on my chest.

[ramuhs]

Because you put me there. And you were dangling me around and poking my beard.

[garudas]

Because you were tiny and adorable.

[She would boop his nose if she could, but she does get up to clumsily half walk, half flutter across his leg.]

And you had it coming.

[ramuhs]

Just like you had yours.

[A more wicked grin as he lets her half walk, half flutter before he dangles her by the that scruffy, feathery back of her neck like a cat.]

[garudas]

[She is nearly to her target — his coat so that she could climb up to his shoulder, but she scrambles and sputters when he picks her up by the scruff, her legs kicking.]

Cidolfus! Put me down!

[Several very non-threatening shrieks of his name and demands that he let her go later and she hangs there looking like an angry cat with a very, very large head.]

... Are you going to stuff me into your bosom?

[ramuhs]

[Oh he cannot help but laugh at her very angry, inflated face.]

Bit hard with all the layers.

[Instead...

...

He's going to take out his phone to record her again.]

[garudas]

I am sure you would find a—

[Her words cut off when he takes out his phone, and from where she from his hand, she tries to reach out for it. Tries to claw at it and kick it and throw a bit of wind at it, but just like last time, it's the tiniest puff of air that barely manages to brush against his hand.]

You had better delete those.

[Her head expands a little more, her feathers all out of sorts, and he'll feel her slowly pushing his hand upward.]

[ramuhs]

[The phone shakes from more of his laughter. HE KNOWS HE SHOULDN'T BUT THIS IS TOO MUCH...]

Oh no, I'm keeping these!

[He'll just take one last picture before putting his phone away, shoulders shaking as he does push down on her and boops her tiny nose.]

[garudas]

[Her whole face scrunches when he boops her nose, and she shakes her head, sending tiny plumes flying out everywhere.]

Perhaps you should make yourself useful and start questioning some of the toys.

[SO THAT HE STOPS TEASING HER]

[ramuhs]

And what would they be able to me we haven't heard already?

[He pokes her puffy cheek before bringing her in to hug her against his chest.]

I know it's difficult, but without more information available, we will have to wait.

[garudas]

So then I am to just sit here and accept this harassment?

[FROWNING at him, but she does lean into him anyway. He's nice and warm and she's a cold birdie.]

[ramuhs]

Harassment? That's a bit harsh. I'd consider it all as acts of endearment.

[No, he really has been bully.]

[garudas]

[Just a pointed look. As pointed as she can be with these eyes of hers, which isn't much.]

And so you would call this... [She kicks her feet, but then nuzzles into his chest.] Endearment? I will accept that if you delete those images.