"𝐍𝐲𝐱"
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Sensing a shift, even if slight, rouses curiosity. Did she make him feel…bad? Nyx should probably learn to manage that better then, because that is the last thing she wants. “Befriending her would be no problem, but do not plan to ever have food. If she runs out…it is much worse…”
Even if it was kind for him, that initial statement does make her ears wilt briefly. However, she does perk up fast at the word "friend"! “Oh, well good! Pinky seems to make friends fast. The hungry one and I seem to struggle with that. I think it is more because she eats until places ban her.”
“Wh— Aw, damn… She is not the first one I would want to give a first impression…” A disappointed pout. “You could have told me though! I probably bored you with my introduction.”
Where they are now, and how their interaction up until now has gone, it will only get worse from here on, as a traveler said. Or something like that? “And are you truly a gentleman…~?” She will pause once close, as close as she is now. Temptation will permeate the spears between them for now.
She keeps drawing closer and its like that tone of her's continues to lean harder into seductiveness. . . It's driving him crazy! " Well it's like. .you do. . .make it e- easy to be sweet to you. . " With how close she is, in a single move on her end he could easily be smothered in there. Stare.
It doesn’t help she bats her eyes at him fully playing into the "innocent" act, almost. The proximity of him and her chest he’s eyeing has…lessened now. “Such a gentleman too~. You are very sweet~.” A hand to her cheek, as if propping her head up, nonchalantly.
The goat boy's stuck taking in all her gorgeous features within line of site, keeping him very flustered just for her sake. . The compliment also earns a wide eyed bleat as he sits on his bedside gazing up at her chest. It looks so. So soft. . Gulp. " Thank you! Eheh Nyx? Yours is pretty too! "
“I am sure that is more easy to manage, heh…” A yawn, typical of this one. “I am not certain how it may work between the two of you, but…let us say I felt a strong hunger, the one possessing an endless metabolism would emerge. Whatever drive is strongest, takes the stage.”
Dark holds a pair of fingers up. "Two over here. So makes us six freaks in total." He starts to roll his eyes. It's Exhuasting, indeed, that he may need to do this again in the near future. But a full rotation never comes to pass. "Likewise. . . . Friend."
//This song inspired so many points, highlights for angst/conversations I have plotted 🙂↕️ It’s played in my mind nonstop for days I feel
Fire Emblem Fortune's Weave Petals Strewn in Rain
YouTube video by Ashen Wolf
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“I believe pink me wore a maid outfit last Monday…or at least that is how I woke up. I am unsure what this Monday brings…”
Every little flustered feature makes her giggle more and more. His eyes may dart from hers, but she will quickly shuffle back into his view! “"Xerus", hm~? What a handsome name, how fitting~. It rolls right off the tongue~!” Hand to her chest, in an introductory manner. “Call me Nyx~.”
Aaa- The wink sets his cheeks ablaze for the 20th time in a row, eyes meeting Nyx's briefly before darting away. Baah- How natural for a fox to lure a sheepy creature away. . " Call me Xerus , m- miss. . " The portal with the help of a muttered address, slips through the front door of his home!
“Heh, you can say that again.” Nyx chuckled, mainly to herself. “I may not look it, but I am one of a handful of foxes~! Four little freaks, to be exact~.” She leaves that vague, unaware of his previous interaction with Pink, and their agreement. How, probably, exhausting. “Any time, friend~.”
"I could tell you the same thing. Tough to say, but we may be a couple of freaks." Dark snickers. "I'm fine. I promise that. Thanks for the concern." And there lies the reason for his confusion. Being the 'suppressed dark half' does not often lend itself to being worried for.
“I did not realize one could form perverted thoughts about Monday.”
//FW soundtrack so good Idk if I’ll ever be as awestruck by a soundtrack like I was XC3 though. Hearing Moebius Battle for the first time, and it being the STANDARD boss theme that plays 20+ times still baffles me.
Passed out, unconscious even. Snoring like a hibernating animal. This puts all her past rests to shame.
A brow raises at his confusion. Did she say something peculiar? Shes so tired she barely keeps track of her own words half the time. “I do not know…you are the first one I have met who…operates…? In the way that you do.”
He looks confused by the question at first. Looking left, then right. A tiny smile. "Me? Hah. Everything is as perfect as it can be. What's the moon going to do to a machine?"
“Hm…interesting. I have a sneaking suspicion the dark one can do something similar.” Events, forgotten, have proven this true. Interesting how similar that aspect is. “I am fine.” Even if she has been away for just a handful of hours, her eyes look like it’s been days since sleep. “And you…?”
“Lunar lunacy. There are myths of lycanthropes. I may be no wolf, but…I am trying to manage the other three all wanting to take over, more so than usual…” 💦
The pink fox will follow along without issue. As an otherworldly traveler the portal hardly bothers her, even if it should— “My thanks, stranger~.” She teases him with one of her signature winks again.
Excitedly tries to guide her away to his humble abode - which may or may not involve a portal to the underworld at some point but it shouldn't take long surprisingly! " Oh I'll definitely take care of you alright , you can count on it. " Finding her checking him out visibly makes him feel 'funny'.
Then it is going perfectly! If he’s troubled with thoughts, and spiraling then it’s all going according to plan. She can tell where his gaze lied, so her eyes mimic was watch, dropping lower along him, then back to his eyes. “Really~? How kind~. I can trust you to take care of me~?”
He's being driven insane. It's like she's so thoroughly amused in baiting and taunting him. . getting to his head quickly. " P. . .poor - lost?? " Still really focused on her back profile, though her gaze back earns eyes locking onto her own gorgeous hues. " Umm , maybe we head to my place - ? "
“Well, I do not know~!” She speaks so innocently, like she is at a genuine loss for ideas. Truly a fox at heart. Glancing back, pink hair slowly sliding over her shoulders, eyes barely visible through long locks as she gazes to him. “Do you have suggestions? I am just a poor…lost little fox~.”
Hhhhhh - At least he gets to stare down her lovely backside as she struts away. . But alas , he's not satisfied yet. ~ " Well. . . What do we do . ? " Following closely , wings eagerly flapping to pick him off the ground and keep up easier.
It’s a great question. …Surely an answer lies somewhere, but maybe not? Debating this version is the definition of talking to a brick wall. One talks, one…sleeps of course. Not a very productive conversation can happen amidst that… Unless he tries to wake her from this point on…she’s out!
A few of her tails brush past him while he covers her up. A scrunched face later and the thought occurs—why 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 she just use her tails? But it's a thought he chooses not to voice. Debating with the sleepy persona of hers seems like a losing battle. "No problem." When the favor is —