A Mareuer Catch all

[showsnopiety]

Who: Caren and co
When: Throughout March
Where: In Aef and Dor
What: Many quests, some rests, and
Warnings:



QUESTS

A) L'Amourtentia (NSFW possible!)

A sample...huh.

[She stared at the bottle in her hand. Here she thought that brewing would be enough, but Kiss from a Rose was promoting this...she knew that it was a thing, but still. Still, she had no idea what to do with this. Maybe it'd be funny if she spiked someone drink with it? Or would it be a not good prank? She had no idea.

Hearing someone come close, her head came up and her ears twitched.]

Mm?

B) Research Request

[Every so often she did a slow tour, just to see how things were going. Which meant...going to various libraries and shops in the city, and going up to the help desk, and talking quietly to whoever was there. She couldn't just butt in, thinking that they were doing something for her.

But she did look around. Eye contact? Could certainly happen!]

C) Sweet Chimera

[She had been hoping things would go well here. But...she wasn't sure. She was basically inviting a bunch of unknowns into what had been a personal project of hers. Still...she had to let go of some things sometime.

So while she was cloaked-covering up some of her more obvious injuries on her back-her gaze was alert, and she went over with a slight wave to catch their attention.]

Good day. Everything is going well so far?

[Nothing exploded? Please don't make anything explode.]

D) Desmodus Mori

[Thank goodness for the vampire bar. She had no idea if she was doing this right, if she should have gone to the Coven with it but...she knew vampires, and she wanted to make sure this was doing this right.

She slid in during the evenings, and at the bar she ordered a small drink, sipping it. Waiting to see what may arise, with or without her meddling.]

E) Continuing Conquests

[She needed to take it easier then she would have liked-mostly because she wasn't used to the hard labor. But she could and would be a good guard for those that were building their outposts.

Hearing footsteps, her ears twitched, and she glanced to the side, where she heard it.]

Hello?

[Are you coming to try and give her a reason to use her sword??? because her hand is on it!]

Aefenglom

B: Clothing Alteration

[She didn't work as many hours as she used to in Knit Wit, but she still went in on a semi regular basis, mending and altering, not seemingly having any trouble with the needle and thread. When she heard the bell tinkle above the door, her ears twitched forward, and she moved to come to the front, more curious then weary.]

Welcome to Knit Wit. What can I assist you with?

Wildcard

Aka hit me with whatever! But if you want to know of her usual to find spots:

-Outside tending her garden at the Monster mansion
-In the market, looking for meal things and Prim/sphnix treats
- At a cafe, people watching
-On the roofs (I'm serious, it's a chimera thing)
-Inside her home

If you want to plot, you can find me at nammah !

Comments

[showsnopiety]

Seems you do. You haven't for months now.

[Rude Caren, you didn't try to visit him either! But she has no idea where to find him, so there's that. But...the scale tellatale is new, and she finds it fascinating.

But the way he sits down on the stool has her huff in laughter, and she leans over the counter, moving to touch his hand.]

Then I'll make us both a cup of tea. Or coffee, if that's what you prefer.

[A beat, and...]

And maybe a better chair while we're at it.

[usurpers]

[ it was a coincidence!! just a coincidence. you know, coffee isn’t so bad. a little bitter, but it reminds him of ardric’s warmth, and so he nods when given the option. she’s reaching— and so he does back, unsure of what she wanted beyond getting a touch of his talons. ]

I can get it for you if you point me to it.

[ if she’s already making coffee, he’ll lift the weight. ]

[showsnopiety]

Oh, there's one right over there, in the fitting room area. That's more suited for your size.

[No shame, your tail needs space. She pats his hand once, before getting up, her wings stretching briefly, before settling back.]

I'll bring over the coffee set. And the cookies.

[usurpers]

[ eren will get right on over to the aforementioned chair to being back briskly under his arm wing. of course, he ends up wandering— different smells all over the place for his tongue to flit across, some of which could be the hint of passing fae.

he’s taking a detour, that said. tongue testing some of the clothes on his way over. ]

[showsnopiety]

[Of course he does. She doesn't blame him for it. She knows that she can sniff around, discreetly, but he has his tongue. And some of the clothes have been worn by fae too so...

A few things that he might be interesting. Caren came out a few minutes later with a pot of hot coffee ready, cookies, and sandwiches.

And as he was looking around, Caren came up behind him to pat Eren on the butt. Easy to reach for a tiny thing like her.]

Coffee's on the table, once you're ready.

[usurpers]

[ caren. that’s his butt.

and never mind that when eren snaps his head back to her, his pupils are blown up like two big, black balloons. seems as though his self control dwindles with each passing month, from being aware of himself and trying to keep it under wraps to . . . not realizing there was anything alarming about this to begin with. ]

Who wore these?

[ he has a dress in his hands. ]

[showsnopiety]

[Yes, it's spectacular. She thought she'd get a dead eye unimpressed look but instead...he looks like he's getting high off of something. She eyed him, eyed the dress, then him again.]

I'm not telling you.

[She knows very well who wore it.]

You look like you got a contact high.

[usurpers]

[ he understood the words separately, but together? he’s not sure what to make of them beyond going with what he already knows. a given, when his interest had been briefly buried enough to overlook such inconsistencies.

eren finished dragging the chair over and leaving it— there, somewhere, with the dress still in his hand and slipping from his fingers to leave it handing on the rack where it’s supposed to be. new smell. was it new? old? it was tangy and his head is still turned in the direction of the disturbed wear. he’s plopping down eventually with a clatter, his tongue dancing over the surface of his hand with consistent flicks (not licks, flicks) and . . . ]

It didn’t make me taller.

[ ??????? ]

[showsnopiety]

No that- Eren, that's not what I meant.

[Eren...what. Why. Why are you licking your hand. Stop.

She's going to flop her tail (fur still re growing, but now in its summer coat!) over his hand. That's what you get for trying to get another hit.]

It was as if you took a drug. What's going on Eren?

[usurpers]

[ hey— hey. fur was not what he was going for! with a lift of his head in a rather sharp attempt to get away from the invasion, he sets his hands back on his legs, folds his wings and flicks at her tail with his talons. ]

I'm not taking drugs, Caren. [ he's heard about those even from home, even if it wasn't any of his division's priority. and everett grows a weed in his basement. a short turn of his head back to the source, the dress, he just— licks his lips. not entirely high as a kite but stimulation was a given. he's just a little antsier than he had been when he first arrived. ] It, [ . . . . gesture?? ] smells.

[showsnopiety]

[She knew it, but she didn't want him to just keep licking his hand. He's not a cat!!! He's a lizard!!!! A big lizard!!!]

It smells.

[She huffed, and gave him a gentle bat in the face with her tail. It's spring fur, but it still soft. So soft.]

I say the same thing when I smell catnip.

[usurpers]

[ he only doesn’t make a grab at her tail because it’s complicated territory. for him. my tail is an extension of my dick, kind of way. the only difference was that it could also be used as a weapon.

maybe that’s not a difference. he bats at it again, though. ]

What’re you getting at?

[ he doesn’t even know what catnip is!! ]

[showsnopiety]

[Her tail isn't that sensitive. Good thing too, since with its length, she'd be one vulnerable chimera.]

The difference is Eren, is that you clearly are getting a euphoric effect.

[She bats at his face again with her tail before letting it drop.]

The kind that if widely known, could be taken as a huge weakness at best, and socially embarrassing at the least.

How long has this been happening?

[usurpers]

[ the last thing he does at the very persistent tail is briefly snap at it. yes, snap— not chase, but clatter his teeth together and release a bothered, short hiss without his usual sobriety. maybe it wasn’t just the tail that made him react. asura comes to mind in cloudy remembrance when he had mentioned taboos being locked away from any seeing eyes. it was a weakness, perhaps. it could be a strength.

it wasn’t either that eren would entertain right now. it wasn’t embarrassing. it could be a weak spot. it could be all three. ]

I’m fine, Caren. [ —trying to sound leveled rather than prickly, but having the sort of explosive emotion dragons had, well! it’s harder to keep that poker face intact, sometimes. especially when, you know. the eyes and fidgety talons still say he’s kind of doped. ] I— don’t know.

[ he knew when, but now time was starting to mend together and he couldn’t help but to be unsure of when it actually started or if . . . it’s always been with him. he’s at that stage. ]

[showsnopiety]

[It startled her enough that she made an answering warning bark, foxlike in nature. Normally she could keep it under wraps but-he was a big predator.

She nearly blushed, despite herself. She disliked giving into her animal nature, even for a moment.]

That's not a good sign. But then again, I should get used to the fact that...you are an idiot.

[She means it, but she says it lightly, so it won't sting as much.]

And you're never fine. Coffee?

[usurpers]

[ that was a soft scream, caren. a soft scream. it still stings anyway, at the back of his mind. not that he was an idiot or that he was never fine, because maybe those were all rather true, but the fact that— he draws another blank, as if forgetting what he was thinking of, if anything apart from feeling his irritation simmer. it is not a problem. it is not a weakness. i̱̭̠͕̱̳̻ͅt͏̩̤͉̝̙̳̭̕͟ ͇̟̲́͞w̵̫̠̰ͅḁ̪̕͝ş̹̬̤̥̰͞ ̢̞̹̭̜̯̙̥̟̠h̬̺i̧̕҉͈̲̦̩͉̹͖̳ś̻͕. ]

Sure. [ to everything, especially coffee. ] What’re you red for?

[showsnopiety]

[D-don't call her out, baka! But Eren, being Eren...she touches her cheek, briefly, feeling the heat on it, before she huffs, and busies herself with the coffee seat. It's nice, and well...sturdy. For them dragon and chimera hands.]

That's...it's embarrassing whenever I lose control and make noises like that.

It's bad enough that I've tried to pounce on things before.

[And there was the cat mint, the incident with the string...]

[usurpers]

[ moe, no ifs ands or buts ]

I don’t notice mine. [ enough to bother him, at least. was that— good or bad? maybe in the middle of not caring too much. he was what he was now. ] It doesn’t feel like second nature to you?

[ he’s just curious, now. until what point things were normal or not. maybe he’s just embraced the dragon side. ]

[showsnopiety]

[How dare.]

No. It's incidental, with having the limbs. It's just good that they're not causing pain and are functional.

I'm used to body horror of all sorts.

[She offered him coffee, light on te cream and sugar. Hers too.]

It's just a sharp reminder it's not when I do slip up, or go feral.