Seasons: IC Contact/Overflow

[happydreamed]

"Hello, you've reached Kantera. If this is a medical emergency, please hang up and call a hospital. Otherwise, please leave your message after the tone."

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[wroughtandtempered]

I mean I know I would have
you're
shit
fuck
sorry language barrier strikes again

there's a word for a packmate who went and started their own pack or household basically
you're that
and you earned that so no thanks needed

[happydreamed]

[Oh.]

Oh.

I. Had been wondering, if it would be alright to call you pack. I didn't want to make any assumptions or overstep my bounds.

[wroughtandtempered]

we've sung together
that makes us pack

wait sorry what the fuck is a direct answewr
yes you can

[happydreamed]

I truly can't express in words how happy that makes me.

[wroughtandtempered]

[ Eve 🔪 is typing...
...
...

wait. hold on a fucking second. ]

sorry hold on
think the headfuck is trying to get me
not today bastard fuck you

[happydreamed]

Give it a good what-for from me as well. How dare it be rude to you.

[wroughtandtempered]

did you know anyone saying they're happy to be close to me has to be lying I guess
fuck's sake
either I'm getting better at catching this shit by myself
or that was just the stupidest fucking temper tantrum my head just threw
or both

[ ...it is not actually as easy to push past it as she's making it out. but taking the piss out of it does help, a little. ]

anyway

I've thought of you as pack since the thing in Choco-chan's soul
which I hope wasn't assuming or anything but
you sang to me and I'm kind of wired to go oh shit at that

[happydreamed]

Fuck's sake indeed.

[If him swearing at it will help, he'll be the foulest-mouthed dragon who ever lived.]

You sang to me first. Which was what I needed, and I'm tremendously grateful you did, but I assumed that made it fine to sing back. -At the time, I didn't have the same word for it, but you were precious to me.

[wroughtandtempered]

[ she's just. gonna take a screencap of that.

...and then scroll down and take another, for an entirely different reason. get fucked, mindfuck. ]

yeah
I

[ Eve 🔪 is typing... ]

it's hard not to go through something like that with someone
and not find the ways you fit together
but that meant a lot to me

can I ask you something?
or wait actually
can I call you to ask

switch to voice

[happydreamed]

Of course, Eve. What is it?

[wroughtandtempered]

[ clearing her throat, a bit awkward ]

There's— I found out there are tattoos you can get to give you additional powers? Or— they boost your seasonal shit mainly, but also you get to pick two extra things.

I'm— for one of them I'm going to get electricity as a power. Since that's my mom's element. But...

...one of the others is singing to heal. It's not as strong as what you can do, I think, but. I... I'd like to Have that in common with you. If that's okay.

[happydreamed]

-Oh.

[Since they're in voice now, he can hear Kantera get choked up.]

I - yes. I would, truly be honored, thank you.

[wroughtandtempered]

[ there's some shuffling noises as Eve covers her face with a pillow on the other end. tone can be awkward over text, so she'd just wanted to be sure he was okay with it, not accidentally punch them both really hard in the feelings...

since she's already done that, though... ]

Then. ...could you teach me the song you sing? If it's not... personal, or something like that. I've got— something in mind for when I sing alone, but. In case we ever need to duet.

[happydreamed]

-Yes, of course. Let me...

[He sings to her the song he uses, something gentle and unmistakably melancholy. There are no words to it, and he wonders what she thinks when she hears it. For him it always brings to mind the image of the flowers of Funerale, swaying softly in the wind.]

-It's called 'Higanbana Song'. By the way.

[wroughtandtempered]

[ she hums a snippet of it, just to make sure she's got it down— it's familiar, but she hadn't been in the right mindset to try to actually memorize it the few times she's heard it before. ]

Higanbana— ah. Spider lilies?

[happydreamed]

Yes. -They're my assigned flower here as well.

[Another way the song ties to him.]

[wroughtandtempered]

Ah. That's...

[ wait. hold on. ]

...that makes sense, actually. They're— in my mom and grandmom's culture they're associated with Huw? The god in charge of the afterlife.

But... they're also the god of empathy. And fate. So I can see that.

[happydreamed]

-They have associations with the afterlife for me as well. But empathy... I quite like that association. I would like to try to live up to that.

[wroughtandtempered]

"Live up to" my ass, you've already got it covered.

...chamomile's my flower, by the way. Speaking of choices that fit sort of sideways.

[happydreamed]

That's - hold on, I have a book for this -

[Flipping through pages.]

'Energy in adversity', isn't it? That quite suits you.

[wroughtandtempered]

—what, really?

[ DELIGHTED ]

I never learned a lot of flower language, I just thought— I used to dry a lot of something like it at the Temple? Since we all fucking needed it.

[happydreamed]

Also fitting in that respect. I'll be certain to bring over some chamomile tea sometime, we could both use it, I imagine.

[wroughtandtempered]

If you want? Or you could have some of the stuff I've grown. ...Not arguing with the needing it, though.

[happydreamed]

My stores of tea are not about to run low any time soon, rest assured. Though I would like to take a look at your garden sometime.

[wroughtandtempered]

Oh, fuck, please. It's gotten fucking ridiculous— we have a greenhouse, too? But between me and Donnie we could start a second botanical garden or something.