closed 🪶⚡ but all i really know, you're where i wanna go

[garudas]

Who: Cidolfus Telamon & Benedikta Harman.
Status: Closed.
Where: The Roost.
What: While making the glass charms, their owl has a little big surprise for them. Event stuff TBA.
Warnings: Cute baby owls and disgusting, domestic fluff.


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[garudas]

[She shivers violently, a breathy chuckle leaving her as she turns her head, just enough that she can almost—almost—catch his lips.]

Save it for later, my love. I will forgive you then.

[ramuhs]

[And he will almost—almost—take them, but he just smirks.]

Very well. In the meantime, I'm going to finish my lovely duck.

[A playful wink before he kisses her nose and steps away~]

[garudas]

I think you ought to do something about that ample rump.

[She chews on her lip, biting back a smile before she turns around to stare at her own... glass charm.]

And what am I supposed to do with this?

[ramuhs]

Why? I think it's perfect.

[He glances at the smoking lightning and chuckles.]

But I think you should keep it, too. Would pair together well.

[garudas]

We shall hang them on your boat so that I might never have to look at them, yes?

[ramuhs]

Oh, I know just the perfect places for them.

[garudas]

[She is about to try and remove her glass from the pipe—can she do that? She doesn't even know—when she looks at him with a suspicious stare.]

... Where?

[ramuhs]

[Just a very playful hum as he decides to do a few more blows on the duck, setting it back in the kiln for a bit and maybe try to sculpt the feathers better (???).]

I'll keep it a surprise.

[garudas]

[But won't that make its rump plumper!?!?

When she sees him fixing the duck, however, she decides that maybe she should try to fix some of these droopy edges, as well as the lopsided face that this "essence" has decided to create. She stuffs it back into the kiln with a click of her tongue.]

Well, we should know where we are hanging all of these. We've got the ones we created earlier, these ones, and then the proper ones that we have yet to make.

[An embarrassed glance away from him.]

Perhaps those last ones should be... something together.

[ramuhs]

I promise they will be in suitable places. Besides, who knows what masterpieces will come out still.

[Oh he's definitely having fun with this~ And yes, that plump rump did get a little rounder—

But he's sculpting the feathers a bit, making the wings and tail a bit more obvious. The, uh, slightly longer neck he can't do much about but at least the head is a bit more formed? ...And still kind of wonky. And his attempt to make the eyes may have made it look like it's about to murder something BUT IT'S FINE IT'S ALL FINE HE LOVES IT, ANYWAY—]

And I think so, too. I'm not sure how, but I'm sure we'll manage.

[garudas]

[Do not think she missed those angry, murderous looking eyes. A duck-goose that is about ready to peck his own eyes out for creating it like that!!

She gives her glass one last blow, but it does nothing except make every horrible feature it has even more pronounced. She's not sure how she feels about that...]

I think these ones are just about finished. [And then a glance at their first attempts.] What do we do once they are?

[ramuhs]

Just leave them out for now, and then we'll move them to their proper places once they're done.

[Just one last little carving here... There, his nice plump duck.

He'll set it down right next to his fish with a smug look.]

[garudas]

[Sometimes, she still wonders if he does these things just to ruffle her feathers. The fish... and the duck...

Well, she will set aside her own cigar-smoking lightning bolt next to her very sad attempt at Garuda's balloonish head.

Only now will she dare to step closer to him.]

Shall we take a short break? To reset our essences, or whatever it is we need to do.

[ramuhs]

[He's finding her collection amusingly impressive, but he actually does quite like them. It is very... Her.


He won't say that, though.]

Worn out already?

[He's actually feeling INSPIRED... However—]

But suppose a break would be good. Keep it all fresh and all.

[garudas]

I am not tired... but given what my current project looks like...

[She gestures to the lightning bolt as it cools down.]

I have to wonder if whatever is creating these images needs to take a moment to breathe.

[ramuhs]

[There's a bark of laughter at that and he'll move to set things aside before stepping towards her.]

Fair enough. A drink then? Believe I have some assortment around here.

[garudas]

[Sliding closer to him now... and looking over his collection.]

A glass of wine should be safe?

[ramuhs]

Hmmm, let me look and see what I have.

[A nice refreshing one, but not too much alcohol given what they are doing. Trying to deal with molten glass while drunk would be a disaster—

So he'll walk around to the back room to see what he can dig up.]

[garudas]

[It's fine, they can hold their alcohol quite well—

But when he returns, she'll be holding his glass fish in her hands, turning it over with a scrutinizing furrow in her brow.]

I have never understood yours and Alhaitham's interest in this fish...

[ramuhs]

[Back with a bottle and two glasses, he sees her holding his masterpiece and furrows his brows slightly.]

Likewise I could never understand how you couldn't.

[No, he could. He could very well.]

Can't you feel that deep wisdom from their eyes, the beauty in their simple yet almost primordial form and design?

[garudas]

[Maybe she'll need a couple of glasses filled... as she raises a questioning brow at him.]

No.

[She turns it over some more, staring it right in the face as if it might have the answers that she is searching for, what with all of its deep wisdom.]

What I would not give to be able to understand what they are saying. Or know what they are thinking, if only for a few moments. What might I find?

[ramuhs]

[He just chuckles as he sets the glasses down on one of the clean tables and starts pouring the wine. He chose one of their favorite fruitier ones, with a bit more fizzy bubble to it.]

Would you really?

[garudas]

[A good choice, and she sets down the fish so that she can exchange it for the glass in her hand, pausing to take a sip and relishing in the warmth as it fizzes its way down her throat.]

Do you not find yourself wondering?

[ramuhs]

I do, but that's also part of the charm.

[He holds his glass up and waves it a little.]

The mysteries such creatures hold.

[garudas]

[She snorts and clinks her glass against his.]

Perhaps you should try asking them to craft you a special talisman as well.