` FLORIAN πΉ
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β Retired Ruler | YΕkai β Spiritual | β¦ β¦ β excessively conceited or;; absorbed in oneself; self-centered β€οΈ : π¨ : Iveoy β '
i am doing important things. i do not know.. maybe.. not fantasizing about drugs?
you're on vacation most of the time , what else am i supposed to do in your absence
i can not even fight back, i have an immovable creature by my legs. STOP IT.
{ STARTS SWINGING }
[ up above the fox busy self with a parchment roll that float for easy reading, scanning a never ending list that changes every line. while below the slightest tensing comes when legs are leant toward, eventually settled. a hand moves to lay atop loves head from over the robe fabrics, light pats. ]
{ the sniffles and occasional hiccups remain , no longer outwardly sobbing . the action isn't exactly what he had wished for , but it's at least something . enough for the disease to slightly lean against legs , hands still gripping onto spouse's robes . the bumping doesn't seem to bother . }
[ the fox takes the quieting as a positive and carelessly flops down to sit, a leg crossed over other. the one on top lightly bounces with a moving foot, even occasionally bumping against the whimpering spouse who settles beneath the collection of robes. unamused but still content. ]
{ hiccuping and sniffling , and still sobbing but a little quieter now . wet and blood shot eyes peer up to peek at the fabric of robes around him . hands moving to lightly cling onto fabric . }
[ looking left. looking right. even up and down. then inhaling sharp while grabbing the edge of robes and moving out, engulfing the crying spouse and trapping beneath fabric. ]
{ dreadfully falls to knees , face in hands . bawling as if it were the end of the world . } I β i β i β just w β w β wanted to be h β heeeelllllldddddd
i am going to lock you in a cage and let hungry crows peck at you for a decade, knock this off.
y β y β you β you're being s β s β so mEEEAAAAANNNNN to MEEEEEE { full on ugly crying . snot , tears , drool . look at what you did , florian . }
do that quietly please, or else you wake those who will scold me.
{ immediately starts bawling on the spot }
from hearing you just now, actually. painful to my ears.
??????? from what ? you never get sick
i would, but i would not have ever said it aloud. though here we are, and you have soured my mood.
Would you have truly done that one bit of comfort for him ?
i had told him to come to my shrine, if i knew he would pass before even making it, i would stayed there and spouted stories of my glory til he fell still.
You of all people knew about his condition , yes ? I wish to know why you thought to escalate his condition to the point of death .
[ choke- but not exactly moving. ] and how do we get to that conclusion?
{ GRABS BY THE SCRUFF } You are most at fault here .
do not call me that, what do you think this is. [ nonspecific. ] apologize by groveling at my shrine.
pretty men deserve free entrance to my shrine, no need to leave gifts.
that is wonderful news because i have a visitor later and need to not worry about you. enjoy the fire. π«°
if you throw me in a pit of fire i will cry a little bit