[ There's no verbal answer. But there is a slight, audible shuffle of sorts. Almost sounded like something clicking against itself... ] [ She's likely ready in there. ]

𝙰𝚕𝚙𝚑𝚊 𝙷𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚎𝚢@heirofspace.bsky.social · last wk.

ㅤ ( He's patient, waiting rather quietly by himself for a few minutes. Before feeling as if, well, enough time has likely passed. ) ( Standing up and walking over towards the door. He wouldn't just burst it open, of course. Knocking lightly, wordlessly asking if it's okay to enter. ) ㅤ

[ A small, genuine smile as she walks away. She didn't lock her door, obviously. She, uh... she'll need him to be able to enter as he pleases. ] [ Those few minutes pass, and the occasional shuffling and grumbling cease. She's likely in position, now, her first layer calcifying over... ]

𝙰𝚕𝚙𝚑𝚊 𝙷𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚎𝚢@heirofspace.bsky.social · last wk.

ㅤ Mmm... Mhm. ( Nodding softly, raising a hand momentarily to rub where she had kissed him. An affection touch. ) I'll be waiting. ㅤ

[ Smiling. Then, leaning down to give him a tender, fleeting kiss. ] Thanks, baby~... gonna go get these clothes out of the way, and find a comfortable position to curl up in. Should be ready in a few minutes...

𝙰𝚕𝚙𝚑𝚊 𝙷𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚎𝚢@heirofspace.bsky.social · last wk.

ㅤ ( He's turning around fully at this point, staring directly into her eyes. A soft, gentle expression. Eyes open, hoping to provide some semblance of comfort and security. ) Yeah, I got it. I'll be ready, any time. ㅤ

[ Shaking her head. ] Might need ya t' be ready afterward, though... Expect me ta be extra clingy for a bit. Also might wanna sap yer warmth a little... that means chitin to fur snuggles. Got it..?

𝙰𝚕𝚙𝚑𝚊 𝙷𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚎𝚢@heirofspace.bsky.social · last wk.

ㅤ Hmm…? ( Turning around, curiously looking up. Though, it immediately clicks. Before she even says anything. ) Oh! Yeah! Yes- Of course. I’m here. Not gonna go anywhere… D’ya need anything? ㅤ

[ Really like. Meekly tugging on Alpha's sleeve. ] ...molting... [ It was a little whisper. ] Gonna go get ready. Check on me often... please..?

[ There's that familiar churr. Nuzzling up into the crook of his neck, careful not to poke him with those horns. ] Yeah... gonna need t' get ready proper when my chitin starts ta harden. Jus' hold me 'til then..? [ Gosh, it really was a vulnerable time in a Troll's life, wasn't it— ]

𝙰𝚕𝚙𝚑𝚊 𝙷𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚎𝚢@heirofspace.bsky.social · last wk.

ㅤ Mmm… That makes sense. ( Arms slowly reaching up and around, clinging to her ever so gently. Pulling them closer to each other. ) I’m here, I gotcha… I got you… ㅤ

Hey~... [ A little sluggish kiss to the cheek. Hmm... ] So, uh... think I'm gettin' close to that molt pretty quick, here... thinkin' it's gonna happen within the next day or so. [ Ahh, that would explain it. ]

𝙰𝚕𝚙𝚑𝚊 𝙷𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚎𝚢@heirofspace.bsky.social · last wk.

ㅤ Buh… ( He doesn’t move or shift, just accepting that this is what’s happening now. ) Mmmm… Hi, Bebe… ㅤ

[ Crawling on top of him, curling around him, and just like. Staying there. Yeah, okay. Clingy. ]

𝙰𝚕𝚙𝚑𝚊 𝙷𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚎𝚢@heirofspace.bsky.social · last wk.

ㅤ Ugh.. Guh… ( Took an unexpected 2 hour nap. ) ㅤ

... So was that a yes or a no. [ Forgive the young to-be-Empress. She's a little brash. ]

𝙹𝚊𝚜𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎^𝟸@tabbytherapist.bsky.social · last wk.

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ Are you talking about me? I am technically dead but also not truthfully. And there are a LOT of ghosts on this site after all. :3

What the shit—izzat a ghost???

•— [ 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 : 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝟏 ] —•

[ Yeahhh, that gets him another series of kisses. Along his ears. Maybe nipping the very end of one, just once. ] My horrible boy~. [ Said. So endearingly. ]

Enough to let me get away with planning mass-bloodshed and an iron-fisted rule~... [ Putting on such a playful, almost honey-drenched voice. Good Lorg. ]

[ Tongue click, leaning over to smooch him on the forehead. ] You are horrible. But that's part of why I love you~. [ ...nom. Biting an ear. ]

[ Jarring, but, probably at least a mite bit comforting knowing he'll be on the winning side. Hopefullys. ] And you will! 'm glad yer already gettin' used to that idea, heheheh~...

jammy Also, unironically, that solo was something not even someone like Alpha could've stopped. There's lore reasons for it, but, let's just say the type of energy that was used was described as kinetic for a very specific reason. It fired off "Space" oriented magic. Things are already serious.

jammy Fun fact by the way, Turara's full name unironically just means. Jaguar Jaguar. lmao.

Well, get un-used to them. You're gonna be around me a /lot/ more, after all~.

Etc. :

jammy Written and Directed by Genius Ko-Jam-Bo. /ref Seriously though, that's. Just part 1. I wanna make the point where this diverges awesome and not at all half-assed so I just kinda wanted to put SOMETHING to read there...

•— [ 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 : 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝟏 ] —•

jammy Ugh. First Tidesent solo? I thinks so.

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[ She's not sure, but she wouldn't want him any other way. Couple a' freaks, they's are. ] I mean, hey, that would even go for me. Well—maybe not, like—for you. Because you're puppy. You deserve the unfiltered, raw truth of my potentially homicidal undertakings and achievements~. [ FREAKS. ]

You're tellin' me. Dunno how much of it's true, mind ya, but... always take everythin' with seasalt and skepticism with an Empress. 'less it involves slaughter. [ ...that sounds like oddly, if not morbidly, sound advice, admittedly... ]

ㅤ ( #herdog ) ㅤ

—𝐓𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓@redinthewater.bsky.social · last wk.

[ She brought her dog. #shebroughtherdog ]

[ She brought her dog. #shebroughtherdog ]

𝙰𝚕𝚙𝚑𝚊 𝙷𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚎𝚢@heirofspace.bsky.social · last wk.

[ Smugly looking over at @heirofspace.bsky.social ]

𝐈 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐢𝐭, 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞.@grimdarkgarden.bsky.social · last wk.

YOU BROUGHT YOUR DOG

[ She, on the other hand, could definitely devour... just about anything at the moment, really. Fish are usually just what's within reach and also not trying to kill her back. ] [ Well, her mouth is watering. Good signs already. And when she takes that first bite—it's an obvious "like". ]

ᴛʜᴀɴᴀᴛᴏᴘʜᴏʙɪᴀ@driftingshadows.bsky.social · last wk.

[ Another pit stop, this time he orders a milder dish for her , some butter chicken. Choosing not to get any food for himself this time around . . Instead he's just thirsty, so he just gets himself some water to sip on. ] Hoping the food is good .

Well... [ She rubs her shoulder, glancing off to the side... part of her looked guilty. But another part of her may have been nervous, herself, given her own blood color. ] That, and... when they were caught, they weren't just executed. The were clasped in burning irons the shape of their sign.