here there be mingies.

[crittersheep]

WHO: you and whoever isn't passed tf out
WHERE: e'rywhere
WHEN: Day 55 morning through evening

[ Well. Even the pasture deserves a low-key day sometime. Some of you are passed out in a cuddle pile. Others are doing a bake-a-thon because Red said so. And some others are coming off that bonesaw enrichment high. You know how it is

How are you today, though? Are you chilling out? Admiring that new barrier and cool fence? Running yourselves ragged checking on people? what is up. ]

Comments

[sparksystem]

I do not have ears installed! I have receptors that pick up sound and convert that to meaningful data in my 'mental processor'. Unlike my mouth, there aren't ears under my headphones.

[secondbornsun]

[ snorts ]

Okay, that's literally what ears are, but sure, smartmouth.

[sparksystem]

[ hehe ]

I like being precise.

[secondbornsun]

Not surprised.

[ sets him down on the kitchen counter and offers his hand out for the lychee ]

Alright, fork it over.

[sparksystem]

[ boosts enough to push the branch to him ]

Lychee!

[secondbornsun]

[ takes the branch ]

Thanks very much for the gift.

[ steps over to the fridge with it, opening it to pull out an orange and set it down next to ortho ]

Here's one for you.

[sparksystem]

[ how big is this orange leona ]

Thanks very much for the gift!

[secondbornsun]

[ big enough that carrying it back will be doable but a struggle ]

With that all outta the way—ya wanted to talk or that it?

[sparksystem]

[ thanks leona kingscholar ]

Talking is always nice, don't you think? [ DONT U THINK ] I wanted to see how Daffodil was doing too.

[secondbornsun]

[ do i think ]

Hmmm~

[ in a tone like he's found a joke ]

Sure, go ahead.

[ leans against the counter and gives a little dismissive wave like go find the others ]

[sparksystem]

It would be most efficient to address the Shepherd first.

[ is he being a cute kid or is he being a shit u decide ]

[secondbornsun]

Color me addressed.

[ is he being a shit or is he being a shit u d ]

Ain'tcha love bein' precise? Go look, with your visual sensors.

[sparksystem]

[ hehehe ]

Since you went through much more effort this week, are you doing all right? It's been a busy week and I know the burden has been heavy on Shepherds.

[ fight fire with fire ]

[secondbornsun]

Exhausted. I could sleep for a week.

[ trudging over to the nearby man-sized cat tree ]

Been meanin' t'swing by for another match. Maybe if shit calms down after this I will.

[sparksystem]

[ flies after at a leisurely hover ]

Nii-san's grounded right now. What's the score?

[secondbornsun]

It's pretty even right now. He can't play?

[sparksystem]

He can play, I just don't want him going anywhere. He needs to rest.

[secondbornsun]

Injuries not healin'?

[sparksystem]

No, they did. But after a stressful event like kidnap and torture extended rest and recovery is recommended. Physical wounds are a lot easier to heal than emotional or mental.

. . . and, you know, there are other things on his mind sometimes too. It must be a lot to juggle.

[secondbornsun]

I know how that shit works, I wasn't sure he didn't get hit with one of those shadow nail things.

[ anyway ]

Has he tried not thinking too hard?

[sparksystem]

No, that was me and Konabos-san.

[ . . . ]

Have you met my brother?

[secondbornsun]

Maybe another round'a catnip'd do good for 'im.

[sparksystem]

[ . . . ]









Tart-san I have a very important favor to ask you.

[secondbornsun]

. . .



What.

[sparksystem]

Will you let nii-san pet your ears?