wiš'adel catchall

[florescences]

do people just call her w in game too or is that just a fandom thing

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[florescences]

.... I know of nomadic tribes and such, but... actual cities?

[ that sounds so interesting. elysia is so curious. ]

Does that mean your cities move?

[sarkazm]

If they couldn't move out of the way of a Catastrophe, they'd all just get wiped out eventually!

[you know, normal stuff.]

Usually they'll have a bunch of different segments. Helps if you can decouple part of the city instead of dragging the whole thing one way.

[florescences]

Catastrophe? What kind of catastrophe?

[ she doesn't know it's a capital C. ]

It sounds like a marvel of ingenuity, but the desire to survive often brings out brilliance.

[sarkazm]

Originium storms. After one of those passes through, not only is the place destroyed, there's Originium crystals growing all over it-- and anybody who survived is probably Infected. Basically a total loss.

[so yes, extremely survival driven.

she's starting to put together ingredients, even as she says all of this.]

[florescences]

[ there is a sense of understanding, as if elysia knows something similar though not the same. ]

It sounds like it's so integrated in your way of life that it's pretty much normal. Is there anything to combat it?

[ she watches wis'adel before she joins in. she's no expert when it comes to either cooking or baking. ]

[sarkazm]

The storms? Nope. Infection...? We can slow it, but that's about it.

[but that's less important than:]

So, what... what flavor do you like.

[florescences]

No cure yet, huh? That's too bad.

[ she hums. ]

I think strawberry sounds nice right now.

[sarkazm]

There's no changing it, so you might as well live it up before you bite the dust!

[it's fine. people simply die, and that's all there is to it; infection is a fact of life.

her tail swishes again when elysia answers, a little more perked.]

I should've figured you'd want it to match.

[pink & red, like all the decorations here.]

[florescences]

I suppose that's more proactive that dwelling in it.

[ there's no censure or judgment. ]

Huh? It's not about matching.... oh, or maybe it is. I thought it'd be nice to have it as sweet as me.

[sarkazm]

I was gonna say that next-!

[she absolutely the fuck was NOT

wis'adel might be a little pink herself.]

[florescences]

[ okay, that truly elysia aback for real. that's entirely unexpected from wis'adel. ]

Huh? Is everything okay?

[ she takes a closer look at w, as if she can solve mysteries just by peering. ]

[sarkazm]

I'm fine!

[do not perceive her! she's busy making chocolate!]

[florescences]

Are you blushing?

[sarkazm]

Wh-what would I have to blush about?!

[she is definitely blushing.]

Shut up and let me work!

[florescences]

I don't know, but you are. Oh, my. What do we do? Were you thinking of someone special while making chocolate?

[sarkazm]

Why would I have anyone like that?

[stop looking at her like thatttt. she quickly looks away, turning her attention back to the chocolate... save her, chocolate.]

[florescences]

[ elysia will also work on some chocolate, but that doesn't mean she'll stay quiet. ]

Why wouldn't you?

[sarkazm]

It's a waste of time. You don't get why that kind of thing's bad for mercs?

[at least she's doing okay with the chocolate-making-- she may not be a baker, but she's a reasonably good cook, so she can follow instructions for food.]

[florescences]

I don't know. A little danger could be fun~ And you can't always control your heart.

[ elysia is good at making things look pretty. taste-wise..... it's fine ]

[sarkazm]

...yeah, okay, maybe not. But that's still...

[a little danger could be fun, she says, and by the myriad fucking souls, wiš'adel is so gone. she'll be embarrassed by this later. for now, though, she just hurriedly shoves one of the chocolates at elysia.]

H-here. Try it, if it's shit then I'm starting over with the rest.

[florescences]

[ wis'adel is soooo cute. elysia thinks this as well. she holds the chocolate tenderly, like it's so precious, for a second before she pops it into her mouth. ]

It's delicious. Thank you. I'd be happy to have the rest of them.

[sarkazm]

You would-?

[IMMEDIATELY correcting herself:]

-of course you would! I figured it couldn't be that hard.

[ughhh. why is she so cute. she wants to snap a picture of that face.]

[florescences]

[ elysia would be fine if she did take a photo. ]

Of course I would. You did a wonderful job. Much better than I did.

[sarkazm]

No, yours are still-- they're cute.

[as difficult as it is for her to admit to their cuteness.]

[florescences]

[ a playful gasp and she claps her hands together

she's practically sparkling. ]

You think they're cute? That makes me so happy, Wis'adel!

[ she is going to try to grab her hands and clasp them between hers. ]