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[selfwound]

WHAT Last chance for timefuck except not really
WHERE Wherever
WHEN Day 127, whenever

[So, you've been messing around with time.]

[Okay, we've actually been doing that, yeah. Quiet Mounds is still a bit unpredictable, with the seasons and the clocks a little haywire. Today, there's another little pulse of magic. Maybe some of you find yourself back to normal? Or maybe more people are suddenly the wrong age or timeline. Maybe Deadpool shows up. I don't know.]

[Last post for deage/age-up/etc event, though obviously you can continue to backthread or play at your leisure after this.]

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[hiswifeahorse]

:I love you too, ashke. Now and forever:

[conflictoftwinterest]

Ahh. Here I am getting all emotional. Must be hunger.

[hiswifeahorse]

And here I thought you were always hungry, ke'chara.

[conflictoftwinterest]

Was I being unsubtle?

[hiswifeahorse]

[he laughs]

No, I suppose not. Come on, then.

[conflictoftwinterest]

[slides a lanky arm around him]

Tell me if you're not comfortable with this. Only tell me, okay? Don't... put me in some sort of child box.

[hiswifeahorse]

[he flushes again]

You're—not that much younger than Stefan . . .

[still. there's a bit of a. a difference . . .]

[conflictoftwinterest]

How old is Stefen? [a bit of an odd tone in his voice there]

[hiswifeahorse]

. . . nineteen.

[conflictoftwinterest]

Not much at all. But I suppose I'm associated with your own childhood? I guess... there's no helping that one... I just hope I'm not making things worse for you by being here.

[hiswifeahorse]

No. You could never do that.

[conflictoftwinterest]

Well. I certainly wouldn't try to?

[hiswifeahorse]

I'd never not want you around, 'Lendel.

[conflictoftwinterest]

[B-blushes]

You still look so much like the sixteen-year-old I remember. Just also so different! Oh, Vanyel, I'm so glad...

[hiswifeahorse]

I'm—ah, well, it's flattering to hear that I age well . . .

[conflictoftwinterest]

Vanyel you're the most gorgeous forty-year-old I've ever set eyes on.

[hiswifeahorse]

[///]

You are at least a little bit biased.

[clears his throat]

[conflictoftwinterest]

Nonsense I'm... I'm completely objective.

[hiswifeahorse]

Is that so?

[conflictoftwinterest]

No, I can't even begin to say that. But I think it must be true regardless.

[hiswifeahorse]

[kisses Tylendel's temple]

Let's get you fed.

[conflictoftwinterest]

I would love that, love! [latches onto him]

[hiswifeahorse]

[looks kind of spooked for a moment before it smooths out into a smile]

Follow me, then.

[conflictoftwinterest]

[Yes I should have definitely just hidden! Well I've ruined it anyway. Sticks two fingers in Vanyel's back pocket]

[hiswifeahorse]

[!?!]

'Lendel!