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Who: Lio Fotia and you
When: Juril
Where: Aefenglom
What: Quests, may use as a catch-all
Warnings: None at the moment
I.) Cheerful Buns
( he stares at the dough, perfectly round in front of him on a floured surface, flexing his fingers over it. 'give it compliments' isn't the foreign concept, it's the part that he was told to do it to this future cheerloaf so that it would give its eater the same kind of joy? does bread think? does putting yeast in a dough automatically make it a living thing? lio's got a ton of questions, but all he can think about doing is sinking the tips of his talons into the surface of it and... just seeing how it feels.
...
it sticks, just slightly. with a sigh, lio looks to his side, hopefully at someone else who is just as perplexed. )
What can you say to it that counts as a compliment?
( he furrows his brows. )
II.) Blink and Miss 'Em - A
( lio is... a little uncomfortable, but he sits in the middle of the petagorium with the cats all around him. apparently one of the best ways to catch their attention is to offer something that moves, something that looks interesting to bat at or claw or try to pounce on. in this case, it's lio's wings--- the feathers fluttering every so often. he doesn't mind acting like some kind of makeshift cat tower, though it's only when one kitten decides to blink out of existence and reappear on his face that makes him gasp and almost fall over. )
Ah... the hell?
( he has to carefully pull the cat off, cradling it in his arms for a moment before yet another one decides to pull the same stunt. only this time, the cat digs his claws into the middle of his back, right in between his wings. )
F--- f.... ugh, can someone... help.
( through grit teeth, he's happy he didn't just unload colorful language in front of the kittens. )
III.) Blink and Miss 'Em - B
No, get back here!
( this one particular kitten, one that the petagorium must've affectionately named 'peaches', is... a handful. and by handful, lio hasn't even had a chance to get his hands on her yet. the little peach-shaped patch of fur on her hindquarters keeps vanishing, just like the rest of her, as he continues to chase the cat down the street. even the word 'chase' is misleading; vanishing then reappearing, vanishing then reappearing... lio's incredibly lucky that his eyesight is so strong otherwise he would've lost her minutes ago. she's quick and oddly intelligent, even going as far as to blink up to ledges then back down to the ground.
so lio has taken to the sky in order to pursue her. it feels oddly natural for him to be observing things from the air, but even more so something that would be... prey? no, not this kitten. he could never do anything that mean. but peaches is asking for it, and it's when she appears to stop in front of someone for a moment that he takes his chance and swoops, dives down toward his target.
and then she just. poofs again, and lio's focused and determined expression turns into shock and horror. he's definitely going to collide with someone, and he desperately tries to slow down but!
lio can only hope whoever he plows into is strong enough to catch him.)
IV.) Wildcard - Catch All
( if you have anything for me, we can do it here. otherwise PM me to plot or something!)
When: Juril
Where: Aefenglom
What: Quests, may use as a catch-all
Warnings: None at the moment
I.) Cheerful Buns
( he stares at the dough, perfectly round in front of him on a floured surface, flexing his fingers over it. 'give it compliments' isn't the foreign concept, it's the part that he was told to do it to this future cheerloaf so that it would give its eater the same kind of joy? does bread think? does putting yeast in a dough automatically make it a living thing? lio's got a ton of questions, but all he can think about doing is sinking the tips of his talons into the surface of it and... just seeing how it feels.
...
it sticks, just slightly. with a sigh, lio looks to his side, hopefully at someone else who is just as perplexed. )
What can you say to it that counts as a compliment?
( he furrows his brows. )
II.) Blink and Miss 'Em - A
( lio is... a little uncomfortable, but he sits in the middle of the petagorium with the cats all around him. apparently one of the best ways to catch their attention is to offer something that moves, something that looks interesting to bat at or claw or try to pounce on. in this case, it's lio's wings--- the feathers fluttering every so often. he doesn't mind acting like some kind of makeshift cat tower, though it's only when one kitten decides to blink out of existence and reappear on his face that makes him gasp and almost fall over. )
Ah... the hell?
( he has to carefully pull the cat off, cradling it in his arms for a moment before yet another one decides to pull the same stunt. only this time, the cat digs his claws into the middle of his back, right in between his wings. )
F--- f.... ugh, can someone... help.
( through grit teeth, he's happy he didn't just unload colorful language in front of the kittens. )
III.) Blink and Miss 'Em - B
No, get back here!
( this one particular kitten, one that the petagorium must've affectionately named 'peaches', is... a handful. and by handful, lio hasn't even had a chance to get his hands on her yet. the little peach-shaped patch of fur on her hindquarters keeps vanishing, just like the rest of her, as he continues to chase the cat down the street. even the word 'chase' is misleading; vanishing then reappearing, vanishing then reappearing... lio's incredibly lucky that his eyesight is so strong otherwise he would've lost her minutes ago. she's quick and oddly intelligent, even going as far as to blink up to ledges then back down to the ground.
so lio has taken to the sky in order to pursue her. it feels oddly natural for him to be observing things from the air, but even more so something that would be... prey? no, not this kitten. he could never do anything that mean. but peaches is asking for it, and it's when she appears to stop in front of someone for a moment that he takes his chance and swoops, dives down toward his target.
and then she just. poofs again, and lio's focused and determined expression turns into shock and horror. he's definitely going to collide with someone, and he desperately tries to slow down but!
lio can only hope whoever he plows into is strong enough to catch him.)
IV.) Wildcard - Catch All
( if you have anything for me, we can do it here. otherwise PM me to plot or something!)

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I hope people here don't buy pets they've barely even seen, that seems like a terrible idea... [Unless someone else got quality time with Peaches earlier, but honestly these kittens don't seem like they'd be still enough to get quality time with just about anyone. Besides the current situation of being too tired to teleport off.]
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( and then he imagines and it's mostly not great. )
... nevermind. Who knows what kind of trouble they'd be asking for.
( another stop, so that he could put his hand on momo's hand. even though he's sure it's more of that over-exaggeration that the other is so good at doing... and that he keeps doing... but lio doesn't say anything in response after that. )
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Momo stops a step after Lio does, but that's mostly because a hand on his chest makes it a bit awkward to keep walking. He blinks briefly as if not expecting the gesture, and then he grins and reaches over to pat Lio on the head again.]
Aww, Lio's a good boy! You're so cute. [Yes, he's done this to juniors Lio's age before, he's just like that.]
wrap up soon?
( he squeezes his eyes shut, feeling his cheeks erupt for the final time. there's no way he can look at momo now! the fire he feels right now is completely different than the promare, something that makes him want to explode out of his skin. )
I'll beat you there.
( a healthy foot/wing race should get him to calm him down. then maybe after, they can go back to their home and help get the cat used to her new surroundings... )
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Oh? I hope you've been strengthening your wings if you're expecting that, Momo-chan's never shied away from a leg day.
[He winks in a cheerful, but very confident manner. He's not usually cocky because his self-confidence is in the toilet, but with this kind of thing he can sometimes borderline it considering his fitness is one of the few traits he is confident in.]
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( because he still needs those challenges, and it's not just the aggression that comes from the harpy inside of him. no, it's because... the fire needs to be stoked, and the flames inside of him will always seek that push. even more so when it comes from momo, someone who he likes and wants to continue to like and learn more about and... )
And it's not all about the wings! I have okay legs too.
( they're not chicken legs, that's for sure. )
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[There is so much ham in that sentence and while Momo somehow manages to not laugh at himself, he is definitely smiling in a way that says he'd be about an inch from laughing if he was less professional. But there's enough truth to it, because he misses having his sporty juniors to challenge here and he will take his chances where he can get them.]
You'll have to show me what you can do with them, then. I'd be disappointed if you were misleading me. [That comes with a more challenging grin, one that shows his canines in more of a threat than the cutesy fangtip look he normally favours.]
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( and now lio gets to show off his teeth! though as soon as he does, he gives momo a wink before he doesn't hesitate to make his next move: his wings unfurl out to his sides, ready to open once he gets enough speed. )
See you there.
( he pushes off, and though he's not as fast on his feet, he certainly hits another gear when his wings get involved. )
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As it is, he makes it a fair start, but as soon as they get moving it's pretty obvious where most of Momo's confidence was coming from. His legs are powerful, giving him a lot of speed and helping with distance coverage, and he seems pretty solid on the stamina front as well considering he doesn't even seem to be pushing himself to begin with.]