Caeli: Again. Caeli: Hostage Game with a number of bad punishments. Caeli: And, yeah, take your time. Caeli: I'm not leaving Wild City tonight. Caeli: Need to be here for them.
[ he moves at a much slower pace, but it's kind of cute to see someone so excited for something so... simple. ] Bet the Ameno Archon misses being able to soar along with the wind current, mm?
[ he yanks venti over the edge, whee!, and then after a bit of falling he turns them both into birds. venti gets to be some cute small bird and he's going to make himself a falcon in case he needs to keep venti from becoming a smear on the ground. ]
[ The response is absolutely delighted (and beautiful!) bird song as he flaps his wings to soar high and then dives back down, making loops and figure eights. ]
[ he's going to go back and perch on the balcony, watching venti as he flies all over. ] Silver told me turning people into animals helps sometimes, so if you're ever feeling down and want to spread your wings come see me.
[ How could it be that This One Harbinger was valid the entire time? What a revelation.
The tiny Ventibird continues this joyful flying for a while, before eventually landing on Childe's shoulder and nudging his cheek, feathers fluffed happily.
[ his own feathers ruffle as venti nudges him. ] Don't mention it. This place is a dumpster fire, so we're going to need to rely on each other to survive on a number of levels. Let's head back inside though and have some of that liquor, alright?
[ he'll fly them both back onto the balcony and then change himself back and then venti. guess you're sitting on his shoulders now! ]
[ he huffs a laugh as venti leans against his head, more or less using it as an arm rest. ]
Well I'm nothing like La Signora if you were thinking of trying to compare me to her. [ he crinkles his nose and heads to a seat, dropping into it and not bothering to ask venti to leave his perch. he can stay there. ] And I'm very cute, TYVM.
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🌸🌼🌻🌷🌺🌹🍃: I cannot believe I'm saying so, but perhaps I should be working instead of drinking.
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Caeli: Hostage Game with a number of bad punishments.
Caeli: And, yeah, take your time.
Caeli: I'm not leaving Wild City tonight.
Caeli: Need to be here for them.
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Knock knock!! ]
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Come on in. [ enjoy the obnoxiousness of all the animal print!!! ]
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Wow . . . all the dorms are just like this, huh . . .
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...besides its appearance it's actually pretty comfortable.
Let's step out onto the balcony. [ heads for it. ]
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Yours is so much higher up than sensitIV's--!
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Hmmm . . . it's a bit like being a fish plucked out of water, yes.
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HmmmMMMmmMMmmm still a Harbinger ]
Are you going to throw me off? Because that's waaaaay too predictable.
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[ Also he can heal himself anyway probably, so.
Taking the offered hand. ]
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But then he has wings, and they work.
And the wind is rushing up to meet him.
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
This is the happiest songbird soaring you've ever seen. ]
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The tiny Ventibird continues this joyful flying for a while, before eventually landing on Childe's shoulder and nudging his cheek, feathers fluffed happily.
Maybe that's like "thank you." ]
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[ he'll fly them both back onto the balcony and then change himself back and then venti. guess you're sitting on his shoulders now! ]
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His cheeks are flushed pleasantly when he poofs back, slinging an arm over the top of Childe's head and resting it there. ]
Who would have pegged you for being so kind and cute, ehe--!
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Well I'm nothing like La Signora if you were thinking of trying to compare me to her. [ he crinkles his nose and heads to a seat, dropping into it and not bothering to ask venti to leave his perch. he can stay there. ] And I'm very cute, TYVM.
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Ohhh? Not a fan of your esteemed colleague? How surprising!
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