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]

"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.

[happydreamed]

Well, you are the only household I know with an entire lake on your property. I'm not surprised you're well-stocked on plants.

[wroughtandtempered]

[ half groans, half laughs ]

It was like that even before the fucking lake. ...Sometimes I still can't fucking believe we live here. Like this. What the fuck.

[happydreamed]

Quite a change from roughing it, to foraging for supplies, to living in a very fancy house with all sorts of amenities. I wouldn't be used to it either.

[wroughtandtempered]

Yeah. ...If you'd told me a year ago I'd so much as have my own house I would've asked what the fuck you were on. And if you'd told me two years ago I would've assumed you were taunting me and gotten pissed off.

[happydreamed]

Your own house, two wonderful paramours who adore you dearly, packmates, a job that pays comfortably well, an abundance of food available...

[wroughtandtempered]

[ she's just... quiet, for a moment. ]

...and I'm turning twenty this weekend.

I didn't think I'd make it past eighteen. Forget having all this.

[ Choco's still trapped, and her head's still a mess, and there's other shit going on— there's always other shit going on.

but she's alive. despite everything, she's still here. ]

[happydreamed]

I'm glad you've made it this long, and that I was able to meet you.

Still here. Both of us.

[wroughtandtempered]

[ SCRATCHY AS FUCK, as she wipes her face ]

Yeah.

I'm gonna— I haven't really felt like it since the mindfuck? But I think I'm gonna go yell at the moon tonight. If you want to join me.

[happydreamed]

There is truly nothing I would like to do more. Shall I come over now?

[wroughtandtempered]

Uh— only if you don't mind hanging around while I get dinner started? Otherwise you could wait and come over when I have it ready.

[happydreamed]

Ah, would you like help making dinner, or would I be in your way?

[wroughtandtempered]

[ hummms... ]

...wouldn't say no to help with side dishes. I'm not celebrating celebrating, but I think I want to do something nice tonight. —you okay with eel?

[happydreamed]

Sounds delicious. I'll be right over.

[Cooking together with pack, he'll never turn that down.]

[wroughtandtempered]

Okay. You can let yourself in if I don't answer the door? I'll try to be quick, but— just in case I'm still catching dinner when you get here.

[happydreamed]

Understood. I'll see you soon.

[And he'll fly over - not using the fast travel, it's better exercise to fly.]

[wroughtandtempered]

[ true to her word, when he gets there and comes in it's just in time to catch her emerging from the lazy river with something very wiggly in her mouth. she makes a muffled sound that can only really be transcribed as "!!" and goes to shove it into a nearby bucket. ]

Good timing.

[happydreamed]

For some reason, I didn't realize that this river was actually populated.

[Though now that he thinks about it, of course it is. Hunting is good enrichment.]

[wroughtandtempered]

Some of it's not? But Donnie likes to go fishing, and I like eel.

[ she crawls under a large nearby towel, braces with all eight legs, and— goodness that's a big shake. that's a big shake. ]