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WHAT In person or texting, I don't know, I'm not your boss
WHERE Wherever you'd be at night
WHEN Day 1, night
NOTES aj said i was allowed to make a new post

[So, you've survived your first—or fiftieth, or five-hundredth—day in Quiet Mounds. Tonight, it's raining—or, it's not. Maybe you're trying to get used to your new, quiet apartment. The electricity is buzzing in that way that's hard to ignore, a silence so loud it's deafening, in that poetic sort of way.]

[Or maybe you're one of the sad sacks still working at the 24/7 joints. Or their why-am-I-even-up-this-late customers. You're the reason why capitalism does this to people, you know.]

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[ headtilts, not unlike a dog or lizard. ]

I can stop it entirely, if it is not sufficient. I did not suppose it would matter much, when you are already soaked.

[he tilts his head back to peer at the sky, droplets tracing back into his hair]

I haven't attempted major weatherworking. It's possible, of course, but usually not without considerable repercussions, I was led to understand.

Ah.

I am a god.

You . . . had said that.

[seems rather calm, all things considered]

[he's shivering a little now, though]

[ stares for a moment longer, before turning and walking. ]

Come.

. . .

[hesitates for a brief moment, then obediently follows]

[ he's quiet while they walk, the easy drizzle remaining over them-- though some sparks still jump between his horns with soft crackles-- until they get to...!

The apartments. Stepping into the elevator easily. ]

[he shies back a little, shaking his head]

I just left—I don't want to be . . .

[ pauses inside the door, a hand on the button. ]

Only to get dry and warm you up.

And then I'll . . . go outside again?

[dubiously]

I have no intention of keeping you as a pet.

[ disdainfully. but it also seems like he's. joking...??? ]

Come. I'll make tea.

[his shoulders sag slightly, and he seems about to resist, but then just . . . gives up, hanging his head and stepping inside]

[ 2 my room ]

Presumably you have a name?

. . . Vanyel Ashkevron.

Vanyel.

I am Tai-Zhi.

[he inclines his head respectfully]

It's a pleasure.

I—I don't mean to be a bother.

A bother is one who forces their company on others.

[ wandering through the apartment towards the bathroom to shed his layers of robes and hang them on the door-- he doesn't leave any drips or water trails on the floor whatsoever.

he leaves the bottom layer of his robes on, of course, white and dry and tied loosely around his waist. ]

Undress in the bath. You can draw some hot water, if you'd like. Your clothes will be dry by the time you are done.

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[he freezes up, awkwardly]

I—no, I couldn't possibly—

[ pauses, raising his brows. ]

I have—my own room.

... I am not asking you to walk around naked, boy. I'm asking you to remove your clothes for a few minutes so I can draw the water from them. I'd assumed doing it while they were on your body would feel somewhat violating.

. . .

[a too-long pause, before he steps inside, slowly starting to tug his clothes off. he's at least wearing a t-shirt and jeans, now, as well as a zip-up hoodie, instead of the all-white getup]

Sorry.

[he looks cute in a t-shirt and jeans]

[ humans definitely look better in jeans and a tee than dragon gods do

anyway he heads into the kitchen while he does that. ]

Hm.

[ and given like five minutes or so his clothes maybe have some small wet spots but are. otherwise dry??? not vanyel's body though he'll have to use a towel for that. ]

[yes, he can use a towel. he's fine with that]

[ soft!! fluffy!!

anyway whenever he comes back out again there is a pot of tea on the table. smells nice! ]