cage match: thistle vs clover

[eonsadrift]

WHO: Clover, Thistle, and spectators!
WHERE: Thistle's yard
WHEN: Day 31

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[literal_trainwreck]

Spin the bottle, 7 minutes in heaven...

[survivaltricks]

[. . . lmao]

I'd kick your ass at both of those. By the way.

[as though they are competitive games??]

[literal_trainwreck]

Challenge accepted.

[They are now]

[survivaltricks]

[laughing again, slumping against Loki after his chortles die down, pressed shoulder to shoulder]

That's a fight I definitely don't intend to lose.

[literal_trainwreck]

Good. I'll be bringing my A-game.

[leans into it. this is nice.]

You know, the fundamental problem of your sleepover activities is that they seem fundamentally meant for more than two people.

[survivaltricks]

Ah, well.

[he does not seem bothered at having this pointed out to him]

Then we'll just do things our own way, as usual. There's still plenty we can get up to with just the two of us.

[literal_trainwreck]

Truth be told, I wouldn't mind playing stupid games with Thistle at some point.

At some point... but not tonight.

[survivaltricks]

I did promise Tyr we'd all go camping.

And roast marshmallows over a fire.

[literal_trainwreck]

... I'm not against it, but where are we going to camp exactly? Out in the mist?

[survivaltricks]

No?? Obviously??

Literally right outside the barn

[literal_trainwreck]

With the sheep.

[survivaltricks]

Yes.

And the bugs.

[that is what camping is all about!!]

[literal_trainwreck]

Bugs are one thing, but I truly don't understand the affection all of you hold for those sheep.

[sigh]

It's fine, though. I'll be a good sport.

[survivaltricks]

[lifts a hand to affectionately ruffle his hair]

And who knows? You might acquire a new fondness for the great sheep-filled outdoors.

[literal_trainwreck]

[his initial reflex is to duck his head, but after only a little twinge he allows it]

That seems highly unlikely.

[survivaltricks]

[how to train ur crow]

Unlikely is not immpossible.

[literal_trainwreck]

[it's almost like he was desperate for affection the whole time]

Stranger things have happened.

[survivaltricks]

[shock!! surprise!!]

. . . at any rate, that's still a few days away.

[. . .]

Tonight, it'll just be us.

[literal_trainwreck]

Yes.

[that's a very exciting prospect. so much so that it kinda gets the better of him]

...Would you like to head back now?

[survivaltricks]

Mmm. Yeah; I've soaked my meet enough.

[looping an arm with Loki's and moving to stand]

[literal_trainwreck]

[standing, catching Lupin's eyes and smiling]






[he should probably put his pants back on but he wants to enjoy this moment damn it]

[survivaltricks]

[PANTS ARE OPTIONAL]

[. . . at any rate, the moment Loki catches his gaze, Lupin grins. it's soft, but there's an edge to his smile. not smug, but definitely a bit challenging]

[don't mind him as he brushes his fingers across Loki's cheek, leans in, and gives him a smooch]

[literal_trainwreck]

[not only does he not mind it, he's moving to meet it. did you order that smooch with a side of tongue?]

[survivaltricks]

[ABSOLUTELY, HE DID]

[lingering for a good, long moment, just soaking in the kiss-- before he draws back to let out a tiny li'l huff]

You're cute when you're bold.

[literal_trainwreck]

I'm always bold.