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"Libenter... _Libenter_... I haven't heard that one. I guess I'll do a little homework before bed" Seems the night isn't quiet over yet and she welcomes his offer to walk her home. Perhaps at the end of it she might pluck up the courage to ask for his number, purely for making sure her translations are correct, of course! "Oh, thank you. It's not too far, my apartment is attached to the clinic, but there's a back entrance so we don't have to go through the building." The little kitten wiggles restlessly in her arms and decides to brave her shoulders. She keeps a hand close to him so he doesn't fall and the three of them set off. His soft steps next to the clack of her heels against the paving. It isn't a long walk, just a few questions away really. "So, I'm still waiting for an answer to my question about Brego. Tell me more..."

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"Yes, I am fine!" He calls back up. Once she jumps, he keeps watch as she descends. The coat is also noted, but given it's also under the spell's effect, it'll be fine. He's not concerned about it, more focused on positioning himself a little better just before she's low enough to hold his arms out and catch her bridal style, since it seems she didn't quite level out in time to land on her feet. With her thanking him in Latin, he huffs out a bit of air paired with a small smirk. Perhaps she will learn faster than he's giving her credit for. But he's not impressed yet. Before he can reply, his coat has other plans, planting itself over their heads, draping them in a rather hefty veil. A small grunt of surprise leaves the man, eyes locking onto one of the only things he can see in the low light. Her face. Unsure what to say or do for a moment, he just stares and open-mouth hums with a bit of awkwardness. "Uuuhh..." Then she hits him with the size comment. He blinks, lightly tilting his head in confusion. Then it comes back to him, and he huffs out a deep chuckle, the slightest bit of teeth showing signs of a grin paired with the corners of his eyes wrinkling. "Well, this is not quite what I meant." A pause. "And... libenter." He carefully sets her down and removes his coat from them, situating it back over her shoulders as it was before taking a step back, still somewhat awkwardly shifting. "I will... walk you home. Where are your lodgings?"

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She watches the professor descend through the air, slowly floating further away from her. “You ok?!” She shouts after him when she’s sure he’s landed safely. His confirmation means it’s her turn. But before she does, a thought occurs to her. He didn’t balk at the image of sharing a coat with her on a rooftop, in fact he provided a potential solution to the size problem. Did he just… flirt with her? Or was he simply interested in the puzzle? Perhaps she could test the waters a little more… maybe that would be ok? Keeping the kitten pressed tight to her chest she gathers the dress, pinching it around her thighs so she doesn’t accidentally expose herself, and jumps into the night, the remaining loose fabric fluttering around her legs. She has no problems taking the leap, she’s launched herself from many heights as a bird that it feels like second nature to her. As she glides down, the coat, loose around her shoulders parachutes in the air behind her, floating down in its own time. At the bottom the professor holds out his arms to absorb the momentum and see her safely down. The nurse tucks her knees up landing with a soft bounce in those strong arms. “Grātiās tibi a-oop” A moment later his coat catches up, draping over their heads, covering them from the world. Chuckling, the nurse pushes a dip of fabric up, to reveal a beaming smile which reaches her eyes. The glow from her necklace illuminates the two of them, warm skin against soft white light. Emeralds, sapphires and Cheeto’s topaz eyes sparkle between each other. She blows a lock of hair out of face. “Hmm, maybe we don’t need magic? This is already a perfect fit.”

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Alestan gives a small, friendly harrumph to her comment about the jacket not being big enough for all of them. "Unless we casted enlarge on it." He replies. Did he just make a joke? Yes. Was it dumb? Also yes. Do not count on this man to make jokes based off anything besides logic. Or the lack thereof... When the coat would turn back to normal size with the spell wearing off is somewhat unknown, but also if it does so while it's being used, that would probably be an issue of its own. This is a hypothetical, of course. Glancing down, with the lanterns below hilight the stone pathways just enough to target where they should aim for. Feather fall is useful, but one still has to be careful not to land anywhere unplesant. Given their proximity to the edge, he subconsciously keeps a hand extended out in front of her a little, at least until the spell is applied. He waits until the light of the spell dissipates and he can note the effects in his body before he starts to prepare himself. He's done this several times before, yet it doesn't make it any less nerve wracking at first, since it goes against the natural instinct to keep back. "Wait until I am grounded before you go. The spell will last." He says, glancing to her to make sure she understands before he looks back down. Then, he steps off. It takes a handful of seconds, a trail of very light, scattered sparkles as well as his orb following him down the entire way until his feet hit the ground. He takes a few steps forwards to offset the momentum, then stops, turning to look back up at the druid. He keeps his attention up to her, waiting for her to join him, and to remain vigilant should she need his help.

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She moves her hand as if manually pulling and threading the weave around them into something useable. Different from the way she calls on nature to assist her sometimes, this seems like a more direct approach. “Sine metu!” -# “Without fear!” (Handler’s note - Oh, the foreshadowing, what a nice coincidence!) The glow from her necklace pulses in response and blue light thrums around them. She feels lighter already

Cheeto hangs his head and paws outside of the coat collar and the Druid watches the cat lean into warmth of his hand, a loud purr rumbling through the little creature’s body tells her he seems to prefer Alestan’s heat over her chilly body. She smiles, internally shaking her head at herself as she notices feelings of envy at the little thing. She knows there’s a good chance nothing good can come of these thoughts, but she’s always been a day dreamer, and sometimes it’s nice to indulge the dreams. She so lost in thought, taking in the way the moonlight caresses his handsome face, the way his distinguished grey streaks want to flop in front of his eyes as he looks down, happily tickling the kitten’s head…that she nearly misses his question. “Hmm?…Oh, of course, he’ll be fine with me. I always have something in the cupboards for any little friends.” She shifts her attention down to the kitten, so he doesn’t catch her indulgent gaze. She follows him towards the edge of the roof and quips back when he says they should leave soon for her and the kittens sake. “Mmm, yes you’re right” she dramatically sighs, “I don’t think your coat’s quite big enough for the three of us to share.” She can’t help a little smile spread at the thought of them watching the stars under an extra large coat. Gods she still barely knows him but she’s already hopeless and helpless. She knows she needs to knock these foolish thoughts on the head sooner or later… But it’s been a long time since anyone has even so much as caught her eye. It feels nice, there’s an element of comfort in the beginning, when the what if’s don’t have to be answered. When no one has to be disappointed. Later, yes, definitely later. She will absolutely, definitely be responsible and look after her well-being later. She nods at him, still smiling and casts the spell

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Alestan relaxes with her reassurance, as well as the confirmation she has feather fall. Admittedly, this is not the kind of situation he'd imagine using it in, but it's looking like their only option. They're lucky they even have it. If the reality were different, it would be a little awkward. Plus, given how cold it is and the fact there's not as many utilities up here to help with that issue, well... there'd really only be one option. The cleric would likely be fine if he were alone, but he isn't. Just the thought of being caught in a rather intimate looking position would probably cause him to die of embarrassment. Emeralds gaze softly at the kitten playing with the glowing necklace, his expression softening to a gentle smile. "Seems so." He answers. Al offers a cautious hand to the kitten, lightly extending his pointer finger to stroke it's head. "Do you happen to know where we can take him?" He asks, attention still on the small, fluffy creature. "I do not have any suitable means to take care of him until he can be returned to professor Silvicola." After a long moment of calm silence, still keeping his attention on the cat, he looks over past the edge of the roof. There's a gate that separates the area they're in from the remainder of the roof, but they can easily step out when they're ready. Beyond the border, below shines the dim, warm lantern lights of the pathways leading to each separate area of campus. Shifting his gaze higher, he observes the stars. A clear, beautiful night. "The sooner the better, then." He looks back to Sal. "For both of your sakes." The cat may have fur and be slightly less affected, but still. There is more comfort offered in their respective residences than outside on a rooftop until sunrise. Though, that doesn't seem too terrible, now that he thinks of it again. "I can go first. I will be at the bottom with the orb as a guide and to assist further if need be."

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His orb bathed them in cool light, banishing the darkness, causing their long shadows to dance behind them. Sal, momentarily shaken by dread thoughts relaxes, mentally locking away any errant memories. She pulls his coat tight making sure the kitten stirring in the crook of her arm is fully covered as she slowly steps towards the door. The professor's nervous apology hung in the air, and she answered him with fresh confidence. "Oh, there's nothing to apologise for," She said, her voice gentle. "It's been a pleasant evening, and don't worry, we can leave at anytime, I know Feather Fall, all we have to do is jump." A tiny ginger paw appears from under the collar of the coat, batting playfully at her glowing necklace Soft chuckles escape her lips as she coos at little fluffball in his makeshift cave. His large, round, curious eyes ignore her completely, transfixed on the vial around her neck. "I see the wee one's finally up!"

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He assists in getting her in the coat, glancing down to the kitten now comfortable in Sal's arms. Eyes shift back up as she turns to face him, their eyes meeting. Then, everything goes dark, paired with the sound of electricity powering down. It doesn't seem to scare him at all, but telling by the grip he feels on his arm, it has Sal uneasy. She even seems to pull herself close to him. A soft breath passes his lips as he processes what's going on. Seems they must have been forgotten up here and the party got shut down. Or, maybe no one actually saw them come up here. His attention is drawn back to Sal as she recites the incantation to cause her necklace to bud with light. It gently paints both their features, bringing some comfort to the rather unexpected situation. Though, as pleasant as the light is, it's not quite enough to see their surroundings. "Fiat lux." He whispers, holding up his free arm, his small radiance orb hovering above the palm of his hand with a gentle spectral sigh. "Perhaps they forgot about us." He says, a slight joking tone to his voice. He glances down to the kitten, then back up to Sal as if checking on them both before he pulls away, walking to the door. Gripping the handle, he tries moving it and tugging on it. Locked. He scoffs, nervously. "Uhm... I did not expect to be correct..." He turns to face the druid again. "I am sorry, perhaps I should have suggested a different location."

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She watches him rise, disappointed that it's time to wrap up their night, but as he sheds his outer layer she realises she's the one who'll be wrapped up. She cradles the sleeping kitten against her chest for warmth and Cheeto purrs softly as she steps towards him. Taking in the sight of the way his sweater clings to his strong arms she manages to resist displaying the interest it ignites. With her back to him, the professor drapes the coat over her shoulders, briefly smoothing a fold out against her arms. She turns to face him, eyes meeting in dim light. "Thank yo-" And then, the rooftop is plunged into _darkness_. Suddenly spooked she gasps, and with one hand clutching Cheeto, her other squeezes the professors arm, keeping him close to her, scared to be alone right now. She jumps straight to the worst conclusion, that the curse has taken her sight again, but how could it? Unhanding him, she grasps her necklace, the liquid within glows with a soft white light as she chants, "_Omnia Paratus_" -# "Ready for anything" The nurse breathes a sigh of relief as she sees the light.

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He seems relatively pleased with the fact she accepted his challenge, despite all the other subjects she seems to be working on at once on top of being the nurse. Not to say he thinks it is an impossible feat, though he does hold a bit of an almost pride-like composure, expecting things will take quite a while until she reaches the goal. He will still help her, of course, just as he promised. That hasn't changed. Now, it's simply just a matter of time. The druid's disregard for the chill in the air seems a little forced. Perhaps she does not wish to trouble him. But he asked. As the gust of wind that wordlessly cuts through her reasoning like a blade sharpened for just that purpose, followed by her admitting it is impacting her gives him the only reason he needs to act on it. The cleric carefully stands, which still disturbs the kitten, unfortunately, but he will remedy that as soon as he is able. He starts to slip off his coat, revealing his dark grey, long-sleeved sweater underneath. The sleeves of that particular piece of clothing hugs him close, making it relatively easy to notice he's at least got some muscle underneath it. He steps up to her, holding it out in offering. "Here. It is best to put it on while it still has some warmth."

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She narrows her eyes, a playful glint in them as she stares at him with a raised eyebrow. Oh, _he’ll consider it_, will he? Well, that sounds like a challenge, and as such she's helpless to resist. “Fine, I accept,” She raises an eyebrow as him, crunching another nut whilst a mischievous smile plays on her lips. But it begs the question, how does he earn her name? Perhaps she should assess his teaching abilities. It's all well and good being smart and knowledgeable, but if you can't effectively impart said knowledge, how does it truly stick? She's going to need more than a well thumbed dictionary if she's to pass any of his tests. When he asks if she's cold, she responds a little dismissively, not wanting to go back inside just yet, “Me? Cold?” she scoffed, ignoring the breeze caressing her exposed shoulders. “Please. A true Moonshaenian can endure a little chill.” Then, as if the weather was trying to mess with her, the wind picked up and howled around them. A biting gust sent a shiver through her and the nurses' teeth chattered involuntarily. "Well, it is a bit nippy, actually..." she admitted, rubbing her arms. "... and I haven't lived there in a while. Maybe I've lost a bit of my resistance!"

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PS: He gives a tiny, but charming smile, a friendly scoff pairing with it as he lifts his drink to his lips. "If you do well enough with Latin," He knocks back the rest of the beverage, "I shall consider it." She wants first name basis? She has to work for it. Setting the empty glass down, something strikes him. They have been outside for a good while now, and it is winter. It's cold, and the woman is in a dress. "Ahm, forgive me, are you cold at all?" He shifts to face her a little more, enough to not disturb the kitten too much. "I should have asked earlier..." Talk about disappointing his father. He can practically feel the man's eyes on him from miles away for not upholding manners he was raised with.

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A silence fell between them as she contemplated sharing her own experience, to forge a connection through their shared loss, but the words caught in her throat. The weight of the guilt she'd never forgiven herself for, threatening to overwhelm her. She holds the strange little vial of clear liquid that dangles on a chain over her chest, rubbing it with her thumb, as if it was a good luck charm. Finally, she spoke, "I- ... (_killed_) ..._lost_... my mother when I was young too." 25 years had passed but still Sal wrestled with the guilt and the '_what ifs_", If only her father had been there, if only Bryn had been there, if only they'd lived somewhere with easy access to a hospital, if only she'd waited a little longer before trying to help, perhaps her mother would still be alive, her world still whole. "I Lost my father soon after too". She hadn't expected their chat to turn this heavy so quickly, she had been hoping for a bit of stargazing, something light and fun, perhaps an answer to the question she'd put the to professor during the lunch earlier. "...But, that's a story for another day... Perhaps whenever we're on first name terms" She pokes at him as she pushes a smile through her melancholy demeanour.

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Despite him initially steering the subject away from his family, it was brought back around. Not that it's a bad thing at all, hes just... not very good at these kinds of learning-about-each-other type conversations. He softly nods in confirmation. "Yes. Well, Ren, too. But for much of my life it was just us two." In reference to his father. "My mother died when I was fairly young." His tone holds a slight melancholy, yet enough time has passed and he has changed a lot as an individual enough to where it is clear he does not hold the same emotions he rightfully had at the time of the loss. When asked if he is a good dad, his expression softens, a gentle smile on his face. He's the reason Alestan got interested in magic on the first place, in a good way. Soft spoken. Sharp. Strong. Just from looking at the man, one wouldn't be able to tell just how much power he has. That's the sign of a good man. For if one must display such a thing at all times, what does that make them if not a fool. "Yes." He answers. When Alestan was in trouble, though, of course, well... even just the thought of it brings a phantom ache to the back of his head. Not to mention what an earful of blubbering Latin the cleric got when he saw him again after his accident. That was probably more than he's ever heard that man speak in one moment throughout his entire life. "He did what he had to to get us by after mother passed... I will always be grateful for it." Even though I repaid him abhorrently and will be making up for it for the rest of my life.

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The reflection of flickering candlelight in his eyes catches her attention and she notices just how green they are, sparkling like emeralds. It feels almost natural. Perhaps it's the way he seems captivated by her, his attention seemingly a rare and precious gift that makes the nurse feel special. As he speaks of being an only child, she takes the opportunity to savour the crunch of a few dry roasted nuts. Before she can delve any deeper he's steered the conversation back to her family. She's mildly disappointed, she'd love to know more about the man, Their chuckles mingled as she shrugged. "I dunno, the animals in the grove couldn't stand her. Too loud and too fast. You'd always know when Saxel was about to appear because the Squirrels would warn you first." Reaching to take another drink her curiosity about him simmered. Was his mother still around? Had his parents divorced? Or was there a darker story lurking underneath? "So, just you and your father?" She inquired, her lilting voice laced with empathy. "Is he a good dad?"

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Her mention of Moonshae certainly catches his interest. He's never been, but as with a number of things he at least knows about, he read of it. However, his memory of the subject is rather bare, so it was likely quite some time ago now that he would have delved into something like that. Al remains respectfully silent as she describes her past, listening as he ocasionaly glances away or steals more chances to observe her features. He hasn't really had a chance to do so since each time they've been this physically close to one another, it's been dark or they were not alone. It feels almost natural. Perhaps it's the way she seems so open with him. Then again, she seems to be this way with everyone. The professor isn't special. Once she finishes, he gives a soft hum of acknowledgement. "I see. That seems like a lot. For each of you." He pauses, reaching forwards to grab his drink, sipping on it for a moment before setting it back down to continue. "I am an only child. It has been just my father and I for many years, now." The cleric's definition of many years is different compared to what one might think or assume. Yet, he says nothing of it. "Your sister holds discomfort around animals, though she is surrounded by druids." He chuckles. There are a great many ironies in the world and they almost always find just the right place to slot themselves into someone's life. "I am sure she will get better with it with time and exposure."

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The nurse's eyes flash briefly to the proximity of his arm next to hers. A little heat touching her cheeks, along with a smile that reaches her eyes, soft, dark and sparkling in the warm and cool light of moon and candles. Unexpectedly, his body language seems more open than usual, yet he doesn't seem drunk or even remotely tipsy. Perhaps it's just the quiet which settles him. Either way she finds her own shoulders loosen in response. She hums as she sips her drink, nodding her head from side to side. "Sort of, but not quite? No matter where we go, I think we'll probably always consider Moonshae our home." She places her drink on the table and leans back, holding his gaze as she continues. "My parents, they created a sanctuary deep in the forest when I was born. Over the years it became a druid grove. It's grown a lot over the years." A wistful expression paints her face while she remembers how her home once flourished, withered and recovered. The trees of the forest, its flora, its fauna, they're all as much her family as the people who live within it. "I left when I was in my 20's. Started travelling, seeing the world, studying, became an apprentice apothecary and healer. Wandered around doing that for a while." Sure, there's a few big life events skipped here and there, he doesn't need to know the whole truth just yet. "Bryn's my younger brother, adopted, of course, same as Saxel, and the rest of my siblings in fact. He's a very talented druid." She points with a smile. "Became head of the grove for a while, but then like me he got the wanderlust and wanted to see what else was out there so I mentioned the opening here and he followed. Saxel however, she is not a good druid" She chuckles, "She just needed to get out there at any cost so she threw herself into education. She's always been uncomfortable around animals for some reason."

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Stepping out into the cool night air, looking up into the speckled night sky, Alestan sighs in relief. Its much better up here. Much less crowded. Quiet. Calm. Maybe even intimate. The slight breeze flutters by, caressing his face like a loving graze of fingertips, pushing some stray hairs out of his face. When asked what he wants for a drink, he just asks for a simple mixer, taking a seat on the sofa to wait. He sets cheeto down next to him, tucking him in by his leg and covering him with his coat to keep him warm. Once Sal reapproaches, he looks up and accepts his drink with a thank you. Bringing the lip of the glass to his mouth, his eyes graze the nurse's leg as she crosses them, then back up to her face before sipping the liquid within. As she mentions Saxel, he hums in realization and nods before swallowing. "Yes I remember, now." A tiefling sibling. Perhaps she is a half sister? The mention of Bryn as well brings the same guess. A half brother. "I have seen him about, yes." He replies. "Not often and I have yet to actually meet him." He sets his glass down on the small table in front of them, leaning back and placing an elbow up on the back of the seat, his arm almost close enough to rest behind Sal. "Did you and your family move here together?"

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As the professor holds the door open for her, she thanks him and walks on through. She hasn't been in here in quite a while and never during a night when the stars were so clearly visible. It's beautiful, and quiet as the party has died down. She remembers Ren leaving the party quite quickly moments ago and wonders what that was all about. In the corner theres a small self serve area for refreshments so she asks Alestan what he'd like and whips up a couple of drinks.. The nurse joins the professor and Cheeto over by a comfortable white L-shaped sofa. She hands him his drink and sips from her own, a sparkling blackcurrant and lemonade. Whilst he settles in she splits open a packet of dry roasted peanuts and lays the bag between them to share. She turns her body towards him, one tanned arm across the back of the sofa propping her head up with a slender hand, the flash of a copper toned leg crossing the other before she wraps it up again with her dress. "So, siblings, yes. I have quite a few, there's two of them here. I dunno if you remember her, but the pink tiefling who came up to us at lunch, thats Saxel, she's the baby of the bunch, she's here studying dance, and then there's Bryn, he's new like me. He's a professor too, actually" She makes a little gesture with her hands as if to say 'like you' "I don't know if you've seen him around, tall, grey fellow with long dark hair, wears a little gold ornament in a braid at the side of his face? He works at the veterinary campus and also teaches classes on veterinary medicine." She seems to just glance over the fact that having a tiefling for a sister and a half-drow for a brother might look a little odd, but to her its just normal so she doesn't think to address it immediately.

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> Reply to: @𝐿𝑒𝒾𝓈 (@Mairon✨ (Tav: Adriel)) > "Take me back to yours," he whispers when he pulls back, fully anticipating that he might end up getting railed within an inch o... Before Leis has a chance to finish whispering, the indigo light of weave is swirling around them and a sigil blows out beneath them, teleporting them to # Channel Not Found

> Reply to: @Mathias Elemmírë (@Toffee (Rhiannon/Mathias)) > He doesn't do this in public. Exhibitionism makes him dangerous. The wrong kind of dangerous-possessive and mean. *His grip o... "Take me back to yours," he whispers when he pulls back, fully anticipating that he might end up getting railed within an inch of his life by his very hot and mildly terrifying dragon partner.

> Reply to: @𝐿𝑒𝒾𝓈 (@Mairon✨ (Tav: Adriel)) > Oh, fucking hell, Mathias has no right being that hot- "Fuck...you get like this and the only thing I can think of is how mu... He doesn't do this in public. Exhibitionism makes him dangerous. The wrong kind of dangerous-possessive and mean. His grip on the glass crushes it and the glass in his palm, digging into the flesh, grounds him. He can't stop the growl in his throat or the glamor that drops on his horns and tail. Steam starts to pour from his nose. His other clawed hand clutches the railing, white knuckling it. He allows the kiss, standing still and recalling the incantation for teleport.

> Reply to: @ʀɪᴄʜᴀʀᴅ ɪᴍᴀʀᴀ (@Mairon✨ (Tav: Adriel)) > He glances at the other two for a moment and nods, flushing even more. "Ah, yep. I think it's time to go. I've had far too much whiskey, and I'm not interested in seeing more of those two than I've already seen." He pulls his shirt down a bit as he sits up a bit, but in doing so he releases his tail, which immediately goes into what Ren would recognize as a mating position once it's free. Shit. "I-I'll swing by one of your lectures next week, yeah? I uh, I gotta go." He takes off then, wings propelling him easily to the balcony of his room. Thank the gods that he'd gotten one with outdoor access. -> He recognized the tail position and it instantly made him want to die on spot. He couldn't hide it anymore, he made another face and covered his eye entirely, taking a deep inhale through his nose. Only to regret it later as the scent of pheromones reached him. "M-mhm.. see you around." He murmured. This entire experience.. made things way too uncomfortable for the wolf, making him feel as if he was surrounded by horny younglings. What a fool he was. Thinking someone would see in him.. well, him, and not a dick attached to a giant beast, a fuel for sexual thrill. RenFair felt his throat tighten, stomach twisting. Old fool. The wolf left hastily, darting through the partying teachers, almost in a panic. He really didn't wanted to witness more perversions than he already did, fearing it would stain the image of his colleagues. He'd be unable to look them in the eye, turning his workplace into a torture. # Channel Not Found

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> Reply to: @RenFair Leavitt (@Nocty (Hanzō/RenFair) - PING) > "O-of course." It wasn't hard to see that the other man caught on the RenFair's shame and probably figured out what was embarra... He glances at the other two for a moment and nods, flushing even more. "Ah, yep. I think it's time to go. I've had far too much whiskey, and I'm not interested in seeing more of those two than I've already seen." He pulls his shirt down a bit as he sits up a bit, but in doing so he releases his tail, which immediately goes into what Ren would recognize as a mating position once it's free. Shit. "I-I'll swing by one of your lectures next week, yeah? I uh, I gotta go." He takes off then, wings propelling him easily to the balcony of his room. Thank the gods that he'd gotten one with outdoor access. -> https://discord.com/channels/1151902831310274651/1312554648229642280/1312554648229642280

> Reply to: @ʀɪᴄʜᴀʀᴅ ɪᴍᴀʀᴀ (@Mairon✨ (Tav: Adriel)) > It doesn't take a rocket scientist to understand what made Ren so flustered, his own cheeks darkening in response. He tightens t... "O-of course." It wasn't hard to see that the other man caught on the RenFair's shame and probably figured out what was embarrassing him so much. "You have shown me your wings so.. it's a fair trade." The wolf chuckled uncomfortably but not because of the conversation they had but two lovebirds making out nearby, in a rather heated way. Dear gods, what's with people nowadays? What happened to dignity and modesty? Are those two values passe today or what? "Um.." RenFair covered the side of his face with a hand, sheltering his eye from the nearby view. "..I.. I think we should go."

> Reply to: @Mathias Elemmírë (@Toffee (Rhiannon/Mathias)) > *His eyes flash dangerously and suddenly he's is very close to Leis's face. He doesn't feel compelled for public demonstrations ... Oh, fucking hell, Mathias has no right being that hot- "Fuck...you get like this and the only thing I can think of is how much I want you, always. How much I need you..." His voice is barely above a whisper, his breath hitching as the familiar heat of desire begins to thrum through his veins. He closes the remaining distance between their lips and kisses him heatedly, a soft moan escaping him at the contact.

> Reply to: @RenFair Leavitt (@Nocty (Hanzō/RenFair) - PING) > "Not entirely." Well, he has been asked to shift a specific body part before. The very memory made him blush in shame and e... It doesn't take a rocket scientist to understand what made Ren so flustered, his own cheeks darkening in response. He tightens the grip on his tail as it tries to betray him once more, feeling it attempting to rise at its base as a rather potent mental image of what the wolf implied fills his mind momentarily. Gods below, pull it together, Richard, he tells himself, clearing his throat slightly. Hells, what's he supposed to even ask after that? Something innocuous, seeing as he's trying to calm himself down, not wind himself up further as 17 years of unreleased sexual tension attempt to barrel through to the forefront of his existence. "O-oh...ah, yeah, that's um...yeah. I can see that being a bit of an issue." He coughs slightly, running his free hand over his face before he speaks again. "Would, uh...can I see your wolf form sometime? It doesn't have to be right now, but...I would like to see it at some point, if you're willing." There, safe topic. Now if he can just get his hormones to simmer down again, that'll be lovely. He's not trying to scare off his friend, and he's obviously nervous if the hair tucking was anything to go by.

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> Reply to: @𝐿𝑒𝒾𝓈 (@Mairon✨ (Tav: Adriel)) > A few days? Damn, that's fast. He thinks for a moment, though, biting his lip slightly. His lease is up in a few months, and h... His eyes flash dangerously and suddenly he's is very close to Leis's face. He doesn't feel compelled for public demonstrations of affection, but nothing excites him more than when someone rolls over and shows him their belly, lets him take care of them, asks him for what they want. "Consider it done, Mr. Everwood. With good soundproofing as well."

> Reply to: @ʀɪᴄʜᴀʀᴅ ɪᴍᴀʀᴀ (@Mairon✨ (Tav: Adriel)) > So the partial shifting was also true. Interesting. It's all too easy to imagine Ren with wolf ears, the mental image making him... "Not entirely." Well, he has been asked to shift a specific body part before. The very memory made him blush in shame and embarrassment. At least Rick's thoughts were more pure than his ex's. At least for now. "First time it happened to me was indeed during a fight, in my early werewolf years. Not my proudest moment." RenFair made a face, still guilty for what he had done so many decades ago. The guy had fractured spine and several broken ribs, it was a miracle he survived. "Only later it came to me that I can do it at a whim. It's.. weird, to a degree. The body part is always bigger than the human one, more muscular. It can easily throw me off balance due to deformity. Well.." He brushed wavy hair behind his ear, nervously, once again thinking about that memory. "..depending on a body part."

> Reply to: @Mathias Elemmírë (@Toffee (Rhiannon/Mathias)) > He smiles gently, a small thing full of adoration meant for only Leis. "Then it is settled. I shall have the papers drawn up ... A few days? Damn, that's fast. He thinks for a moment, though, biting his lip slightly. His lease is up in a few months, and he'd rather not renew if he can avoid it. "Um...could we...maybe put an apartment above it, if you're having it built from scratch? My lease is up in a few months time, and...well, the rent on the place is already stretching my budget pretty thin." He's not like most high elves these days who have family fortunes to rely on. His furniture alone is in dire need of being replaced, as well as probably half his wardrobe. Some budget adjustments would make things a hell of a lot easier to update and replace.

> Reply to: @𝐿𝑒𝒾𝓈 (@Mairon✨ (Tav: Adriel)) > His blush deepens as he nods, tucking a stray bit of hair behind his ear. "I would like that...I'd like it quite a lot, in fac... He smiles gently, a small thing full of adoration meant for only Leis. "Then it is settled. I shall have the papers drawn up and the architecture plans to a builder within a few days." He has no concept of whether or not this is quick or slow. He's a dragon. This is just how things are to him.

His blush deepens as he nods, tucking a stray bit of hair behind his ear. "I would like that...I'd like it quite a lot, in fact."

> Reply to: @𝐿𝑒𝒾𝓈 (@Mairon✨ (Tav: Adriel)) > He smiles and blushes, the mental image quite charming. "Damn, that's quite the domestic setting, isn't it? I think...I think ... "Let me speak plainly, Leis. I would like to buy you a bakery. I would very much like to invest in you. In your talent. In your happiness. On no uncertain terms. It would be yours, whether I am there or not."

> Reply to: @Mathias Elemmírë (@Toffee (Rhiannon/Mathias)) > "Oh, definitively. Indubitably. However, I was imagining how you might look behind the counter of a bakery named 'The Dragon's H... He smiles and blushes, the mental image quite charming. "Damn, that's quite the domestic setting, isn't it? I think...I think I would like that, especially with you in the picture."

> Reply to: @RenFair Leavitt (@Nocty (Hanzō/RenFair) - PING) > The wolf chuckled nervously and brushed few strands of hair behind his ear. "I know the feeling." He did, he had a tail too, ... So the partial shifting was also true. Interesting. It's all too easy to imagine Ren with wolf ears, the mental image making him giggle a bit with the sheer amount of cute it entails. "So it's more like an inadvertent reaction, then? Like during a fight, for instance?" He's still holding his tail in hand to keep it from thrashing around, and it twitches a bit, betraying his curiosity once more.

> Reply to: @𝐿𝑒𝒾𝓈 (@Mairon✨ (Tav: Adriel)) > He notices the look and raises an eyebrow in return, unsure of why Mathias is sitting there smirking like that. It's making hi... "Oh, definitively. Indubitably. However, I was imagining how you might look behind the counter of a bakery named 'The Dragon's Hoard' selling your cookies and maybe little cakes to a little girl while I sit in the corner and read my daily paper."

> Reply to: @Mathias Elemmírë (@Toffee (Rhiannon/Mathias)) > He just smirks and looks over at the elf, one eyebrow raised as he sips his sour martini. -# Yes he likes sour apples. He's a... He notices the look and raises an eyebrow in return, unsure of why Mathias is sitting there smirking like that. It's making him want to drag the dragon back to his office so that he can get railed until he forgets his own name. He can't help but smirk slightly at the dragon in return, looking him over. "Mmm, now what's that look for? Seeing something you like?~"

> Reply to: @ʀɪᴄʜᴀʀᴅ ɪᴍᴀʀᴀ (@Mairon✨ (Tav: Adriel)) > Oh. Oh. He flushes an even deeper red as Ren's words loop in his mind. Fucking hell, no more whiskey for the night, he's cu... The wolf chuckled nervously and brushed few strands of hair behind his ear. "I know the feeling." He did, he had a tail too, even if rarely. He wasn't changing as often as he used to, which was inflicting the amount of energy he had. It was a blessing, in a way, as he was a workaholic. Another question made him ponder if the devil was asking him that because he was wondering if he could shapeshift his manhood. It made Ren blush again. "Um.. yes, I can." He only did an arm, once or twice, under a wave of emotion too. Both to punch a guy with such force he broke a table he landed on. Ah, dark times of his younger years. "I only did it few times though. Not entirely consciously too."

> Reply to: @RenFair Leavitt (@Nocty (Hanzō/RenFair) - PING) > RenFair's cheeks burn with excited pink upon hearing someone enjoys his yapping. Another Pandora box has opened. "No, at leas... Oh. Oh. He flushes an even deeper red as Ren's words loop in his mind. Fucking hell, no more whiskey for the night, he's cutting himself off- It takes him another moment to register Ren's question, and he coughs slightly, grabbing his tail as it moves. The swishing appendage had gotten a little too close to the centerpiece on the table, and he didn't want to knock it off by accident. That's what he tells himself, at least. "Ah, yeah...it's both a blessing and a curse at times," he says with a sheepish chuckle. "I've knocked many things off of tables by accident with how much it starts wagging at times. Hence why I said it damn near has a mind of its own on occasion." 'Cool, crisis averted. I'll just stay laying like this, with my tail in hand to keep it still until I manage to calm myself back down. It's just because I've had a 17 year long dry spell, right? Right,' he thinks to himself, the traitorous appendage now being scrutinized by his gaze as he inspects it. There's some scarring he hadn't noticed before, and he briefly wonders if it came from one of the twins at some point. Oh well. He clears his throat a bit, realizing it's once again his turn to ask a question. Preferably not one about his friend's dick this time. It takes him a moment before he does manage to get his brain in gear, shaking his head slightly before he speaks. "So, I know you said you can change at will...are you able to partially change? Like, bringing certain things more to the front, such as ears or a tail while keeping the rest of yourself human? Or is that just a myth?" There, that's a safe question.

> Reply to: @ʀɪᴄʜᴀʀᴅ ɪᴍᴀʀᴀ (@Mairon✨ (Tav: Adriel)) > "Enchanted clothing? That's quite convenient...and you don't need to apologize, I enjoy hearing you talk," he says, grinning a b... RenFair's cheeks burn with excited pink upon hearing someone enjoys his yapping. Another Pandora box has opened. "No, at least not in my case." He chuckled, amused. "I'm too big to walk around the house." That was rather unfortunate way of phrasing it, given Rick's next question. RenFair blinked as his train of thoughts just got derailed with a sound of breaking tape. "A-?" Dear gods, Rick had too much whiskey but the wolf said there was no question that would make him uncomfortable. "W-well.. I.. uhm.." The pink turned into red, spreading across his skin, even though he made a brave face. "...our physique in a wolf form is entirely canine so.. yes." That took him back to those few rare moments in his life where he saw it with his own eyes. Having an extremely sensitive nose was a curse, especially in a room full of horny, potent people. "It's.." RenFair cleared his throat, trying to steer away from this image. "..it's interesting how your tail showcases your emotions. Almost in a canine way, with a drop of feline behavior to it." Bravo. That was awful and weird.

> Reply to: @𝐿𝑒𝒾𝓈 (@Mairon✨ (Tav: Adriel)) > Opening a bakery? It's not something the elf had considered, the cookies being more of a hobby. "Can't say I have...the cookie... He just smirks and looks over at the elf, one eyebrow raised as he sips his sour martini. -# Yes he likes sour apples. He's a weirdo. Blame his original handler, not me.

> Reply to: @Mathias Elemmírë (@Toffee (Rhiannon/Mathias)) > He examined the elf for a long time. "I have lived a long life, Leis. I have taken many lovers in the 900 years I've been on ... Opening a bakery? It's not something the elf had considered, the cookies being more of a hobby. "Can't say I have...the cookies started as a coping mechanism and turned into a hobby, the thought of opening a bakery never crossed my mind." Not to mention the fact that he'd never have gotten the necessary funds to do such a thing.

> Reply to: @RenFair Leavitt (@Nocty (Hanzō/RenFair) - PING) > "Oh, do not worry, there isn't a lycanthropic question that would make me uncomfortable. I am too old for such sensitivity." He ... "Enchanted clothing? That's quite convenient...and you don't need to apologize, I enjoy hearing you talk," he says, grinning a bit. "I have always wondered if being a lycan results in the house looking like a husky blew its coat for the season on occasion. Do you just find random bits of wolf fur on your furniture sometimes?" Another thought strikes him then, memories of a rather interesting rumor flooding his mind as he shifts a bit to make himself a little more comfortable, his cheeks flaring a deep red again. "Is it true that lycans have knots?" Oh gods, he just said that out loud, didn't he? That was supposed to be an inside thought! He's blaming it on the whiskey, it has nothing to do with the fact that his friend is incredibly attractive and that he wouldn't mind- Tymora's tits, he's just making this worse for himself.

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> Reply to: @𝐿𝑒𝒾𝓈 (@Mairon✨ (Tav: Adriel)) > "Right now?...I...I haven't really thought about it much, admittedly..." His voice is quiet as he speaks, looking out over the ... He examined the elf for a long time. "I have lived a long life, Leis. I have taken many lovers in the 900 years I've been on Toril. Most have moved on to find partners to procreate with or have passed away. I hold no grudges toward any of them." "I maintain that you free to break bonds and follow the path that suits you. I will not own you. However, I would see you fulfilled and happy should that day come because I am fond of you as well." "...have you ever considered maintaining a bakery?"

"Oh, do not worry, there isn't a lycanthropic question that would make me uncomfortable. I am too old for such sensitivity." He chuckled. The days where he was ashamed of his curse were long gone in the past. "Does it hurt? No. Not anymore. The first years are always the worst, as the change is extremely painful and can last up to few minutes." He paused, pondering for a moment if he should indulge in such violent descriptions. "Just imagine four minutes of agonizing pain as your insides melt, every bone and muscle breaks and tears, only to regrow stronger and bigger." Even though so many years have passed, RenFair still remembered vividly his first years as a werewolf. It used to haunt him in a form of a trauma but not anymore. "This experience is one of the things that keep you from accepting who you are. Fear of such pain is extremely hard to overcome." He was yapping again. "Ah, my apologies, I digress.. . To answer your question properly: it used to hurt but the more you are at peace with yourself, the faster, thus less painful, the change is. For me it takes a blink of an eye, I can barely feel anything." He still felt something but it was more like an extremely short zap of weak electricity, going through his entire body. The healing factor always kicked in before the pain grew into something bigger. "As for the clothes.. if I would have put all my garments I have lost through the years in a one place, they probably would fill several thrift shops." The wolf chuckled. "My entire current wardrobe is enchanted, they stay on me before and after the change." For which he was extremely glad. "They are not the cheapest clothes on the market so from time to time I'm donating some to charities that help people like me." Again, yapping. "Ah.. my apologies. Do not allow me to talk too much, otherwise I won't shut up." RenFair chuckled, embarrased.

> Reply to: @RenFair Leavitt (@Nocty (Hanzō/RenFair) - PING) > RenFair chuckled. "Trust me, I know." In the end, he was an owner of a tail too. From time to time. "It's okay." He fixed hi... Oh, thank the gods, he hasn't made things too uncomfortable. Perhaps it's time to put up the whiskey for the moment. He sets the bottle on the floor to keep his wing from knocking it over before glancing at Ren again, resting his head on his arms. "If you don't want to answer, you don't have to, I know things like this can be a sensitive subject for some...but what's it like, shifting into your wolf form? Does it hurt at all? And what happens to your clothes? Do you have to take them off beforehand, or is it like a Druid's wildshape where they just disappear without consequence?" Oops, that was a few questions all at once, hopefully it isn't too much for Ren- Stop overthinking it, he thinks to himself, biting his lip a bit. He doesn't want to make Ren uncomfortable and end up scaring him off by hitting a nerve, not when he's one of the only faculty members he knows right now.

> Reply to: @ʀɪᴄʜᴀʀᴅ ɪᴍᴀʀᴀ (@Mairon✨ (Tav: Adriel)) > "It's one of the places a soul can go after death. Most don't end up there, though...it's the unrepentantly evil and those who m... RenFair chuckled. "Trust me, I know." In the end, he was an owner of a tail too. From time to time. "It's okay." He fixed his sitting position, discretely moving a bit away from the man.

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> Reply to: @RenFair Leavitt (@Nocty (Hanzō/RenFair) - PING) > "I see." He felt Rick's tail circling around his leg, his cheeks growing pink as the brows knit in confusion. When it came to... "It's one of the places a soul can go after death. Most don't end up there, though...it's the unrepentantly evil and those who made deals with devils who usually wind up there." He pauses and finally realizes what his tail is doing, his cheeks flushing a deep burgundy as he pulls his tail back. "Ah, sorry about the tail...it has a mind of its own, sometimes, I hope I didn't make you uncomfortable by accident..." He cringes a little bit as he speaks, obviously mentally kicking himself.

> Reply to: @ʀɪᴄʜᴀʀᴅ ɪᴍᴀʀᴀ (@Mairon✨ (Tav: Adriel)) > "Yep. Most devils are kind of shit at writing up their contracts with mortals, and a lot of them either screw themselves over or... "I see." He felt Rick's tail circling around his leg, his cheeks growing pink as the brows knit in confusion. When it came to such perverse flirting, RenFair was an oblivious stupid fuck, especially when it came to men. "So.. what you are saying is.. hell is real and people go there after death?" That was concerning. What if.. no, it couldn't be, a child would never end up in such place, children were innocent.

> Reply to: @RenFair Leavitt (@Nocty (Hanzō/RenFair) - PING) > It painted such a bizarre image in RenFair's mind. On one side, a hellish scape, fire, blood and death everywhere. On the othe... "Yep. Most devils are kind of shit at writing up their contracts with mortals, and a lot of them either screw themselves over or miss giant loopholes that the mortal who's signed can exploit. Having someone who knows how to minimize that is an asset, and a pretty useful one at that." He hums as he takes another swig of whiskey, his tail tracing small circles on Ren's leg again. "My specialty is definitely in contract writing and not the court, but I am still more than capable of doing the job, heh.~"

> Reply to: @ʀɪᴄʜᴀʀᴅ ɪᴍᴀʀᴀ (@Mairon✨ (Tav: Adriel)) > Interesting. He'd had a feeling that such medications would have nasty side effects, as it's suppressing an entire section of so... It painted such a bizarre image in RenFair's mind. On one side, a hellish scape, fire, blood and death everywhere. On the other, a devil in a suit shouting Objection! It made wolf's brain lag a little, his face twisting in confusion. "And.. you were a lawyer in such place?" What for? He meant to ask.

> Reply to: @RenFair Leavitt (@Nocty (Hanzō/RenFair) - PING) > The tail sneaking its way towards his leg, it made him feel something he didn't felt in a while. So much, in a fact, he couldn'... Interesting. He'd had a feeling that such medications would have nasty side effects, as it's suppressing an entire section of someone's physiology. "Well, do you mean my home on this plane, or Avernus? Because I'm more than happy to tell you about either." He stretches in an almost cat-like manner, then, wings and tail both shivering a bit from the stretch as his back arches. He continues speaking once he's back in his half-draped position, humming a bit again. "Avernus is the first layer of the Nine Hells. It's a volcanic hellscape filled with fire, dust, and ash. The smell of brimstone is always on the wind, along with the odors of blood and burning flesh courtesy of the Blood War. It's...unpleasant, to say the least. Not to mention the fact that the only safe areas in Avernus are inside of the fortresses - if you go outside, you're automatically at risk of getting drug into the Blood War, or being hit by one of the blazing volcanic rocks."

> Reply to: @Mathias Elemmírë (@Toffee (Rhiannon/Mathias)) > "Interesting. I would agree. Perhaps..." He turns to Leis, sipping his martini once more. "What are your plans for the future?... "Right now?...I...I haven't really thought about it much, admittedly..." His voice is quiet as he speaks, looking out over the grounds of the school. "To be honest...I never thought I would make it to this point. I've gotten better, moved past that mindset now, but...the side effect is that I'm now just kind of floating along without any real direction in life. I went from being bitter and angry, to being reckless and careless, and now I've come out the other side of that with no idea of what I'd like to do with the next 600 years of my lifespan." He's quiet for a moment before he takes another sip of his drink and continues. "I...I would like you to be a part of it, though...for as long as you're willing. I...I care about you. A lot."

> Reply to: @ʀɪᴄʜᴀʀᴅ ɪᴍᴀʀᴀ (@Mairon✨ (Tav: Adriel)) > "Well, you're free to ask me as many questions as you like in return. We're not at risk of being overheard by students, up here,... The tail sneaking its way towards his leg, it made him feel something he didn't felt in a while. So much, in a fact, he couldn't quite pin point out what it was. He felt his cheeks burning a bit. "Oh, there are, indeed. But the side effects can be nasty. Dissociation, sleepiness, depression, the list goes on, depending on the drug." He motioned. "Besides, its good to wolf out from time to time. Helps to.. unload this build up energy and overstimulated senses." Then he pondered on his question. "How is your home like?"

> Reply to: @𝐿𝑒𝒾𝓈 (@Mairon✨ (Tav: Adriel)) > "It's what I decided to channel that recklessness energy into," he says, shrugging. "I figured learning to bake from scratch w... "Interesting. I would agree. Perhaps..." He turns to Leis, sipping his martini once more. "What are your plans for the future?"

> Reply to: @RenFair Leavitt (@Nocty (Hanzō/RenFair) - PING) > Wolf's attentive eye notices the change in his body language and it makes him smile. It was clearly whiskey's fault. RenFair m... "Well, you're free to ask me as many questions as you like in return. We're not at risk of being overheard by students, up here, and it's not every day you find yourself friends with a cambion~" His voice dips to a bit of a purr, watching Ren intently as the tip of his tail lightly taps the wolf's foot. "I've also heard rumors that there were certain potions that work to 'tame the beast', so to speak, like a heavily diluted wolfsbane potion or something of the like...is that true?"

> Reply to: @ʀɪᴄʜᴀʀᴅ ɪᴍᴀʀᴀ (@Mairon✨ (Tav: Adriel)) > There's more wolves than just Ren on campus? Interesting, he's learning more about this school every day. "Are there? I wasn't... Wolf's attentive eye notices the change in his body language and it makes him smile. It was clearly whiskey's fault. RenFair mimics a bit Rick's behavior and leans forward, elbow resting on his knee, chin on a hand as he listens to him. "Oh, please, ask away, I would love to educate you. There is a lot of stigma around lycans and you wouldn't get a better knowledge source than from one of them, right?" The wolf chuckled. "In my case? I can control it, the full moon is the only exception. Let's say.." His gaze wandered around. "..I have to take a sick leave for two days."

"So...is the change something that just happens during a full moon, or is it accessible at any point in time? I have so many questions about this now."

> Reply to: @RenFair Leavitt (@Nocty (Hanzō/RenFair) - PING) > Fully relaxed, RenFair sat back in his chair more comfortably, leg crossed over the other casually. "There are quite few of u... There's more wolves than just Ren on campus? Interesting, he's learning more about this school every day. "Are there? I wasn't aware, I'm learning new things everyday, it seems ~" His tone is playful, the whiskey having loosened him up a bit as his tail starts having a mind of its own, swishing back and forth in a much more...sensual manner than before. He's so engrossed in the conversation that he doesn't even notice, however, just moving closer so that he's now half draped over the arm of the couch.

> Reply to: @ʀɪᴄʜᴀʀᴅ ɪᴍᴀʀᴀ (@Mairon✨ (Tav: Adriel)) > "Well, the mention of having heightened hearing and sense of smell, and the fact you teach Biomorphing." He's grinning now, fe... Fully relaxed, RenFair sat back in his chair more comfortably, leg crossed over the other casually. "There are quite few of us roaming the campus." It wasn't anything unusual, really. "Mainly students though."

> Reply to: @RenFair Leavitt (@Nocty (Hanzō/RenFair) - PING) > "I see." The wolf nodded, noticing how the Rick's tail was behaving, expressing his feelings like a dog would. Interesting. Th... "Well, the mention of having heightened hearing and sense of smell, and the fact you teach Biomorphing." He's grinning now, feeling a lot more relaxed...almost playful, to be honest. His tail is still wagging as he props himself up a bit, flicking back and forth. "I figured you were likely a werewolf, or a werebear or something similar. But I guess that makes us both the odd men out here, faculty wise."

> Reply to: @ʀɪᴄʜᴀʀᴅ ɪᴍᴀʀᴀ (@Mairon✨ (Tav: Adriel)) > It clicked then, the mention of a sensitive nose and sensitive hearing, along with the fact that Ren teaches *biomorphing*- "Do... "I see." The wolf nodded, noticing how the Rick's tail was behaving, expressing his feelings like a dog would. Interesting. Then the question landed, derailing RenFair's train of thought. "Do I have a lyca- no." He shaked his head and chuckled, the sound of his baritone warm and gentle. "I am a lycan, yes." Amused, he took one last sip from his cup. "What made you connect the dots, may I ask?"

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It clicked then, the mention of a sensitive nose and sensitive hearing, along with the fact that Ren teaches *biomorphing*- "Do you...have lycanthropy?" He feels a bit dumb for not having put the pieces together right off the bat, but he could easily attribute that to the whiskey he'd drank. His tail wags a bit, betraying his excitement.

> Reply to: @RenFair Leavitt (@Nocty (Hanzō/RenFair) - PING) > "Overly sensitive nose and hearing definitely do not help at crowded parties." RenFair chuckled, still a bit nervous. He needed ... "Not quite. I can still be injured by fire, but not as badly as the average person," he says, grinning. He can feel the whiskey starting to kick in, the warmth relaxing him, and he hums softly, tilting his head to the side. Damn, Ren really is cute when he's flustered, he thinks to himself, green eyes watching the wolf sitting across from him. He'd have to get him flustered more often. Wait, what?

> Reply to: @Mathias Elemmírë (@Toffee (Rhiannon/Mathias)) > "I see. How curious then that we have never encountered one another." He sips his drink. "Why do you bake cookies then?" "It's what I decided to channel that recklessness energy into," he says, shrugging. "I figured learning to bake from scratch was a better use of that time and energy than doing every drug I could get my hands on at a festival in order to just not feel anything for a few hours..."

"Overly sensitive nose and hearing definitely do not help at crowded parties." RenFair chuckled, still a bit nervous. He needed some time to calm down. "If I may ask.. if you are.." A hesitation. "..who you are, does it mean you are fireproof?" He motioned towards him before sipping on his juice again.

> Reply to: @𝐿𝑒𝒾𝓈 (@Mairon✨ (Tav: Adriel)) > "Job stability, more than anything..." He moves closer to Mathias, giving the other professors their space. They obviously cam... "I see. How curious then that we have never encountered one another." He sips his drink. "Why do you bake cookies then?"

> Reply to: @Mathias Elemmírë (@Toffee (Rhiannon/Mathias)) > He walks over to the fenced edge of the balcony, with one hand in his pocket and the other holding his drink. "So, Leis, what... "Job stability, more than anything..." He moves closer to Mathias, giving the other professors their space. They obviously came up here to escape the noise just as much as he did. "I, uh...I spent my teenage years living in an orphanage. It wasn't great...and then I spent about a hundred years trying to erase it from memory via...questionable methods, to say the least. I finally snapped out of it though and realized that I was just putting myself through the same shit in a different flavor, so I applied for a job here, as a janitor. And I've been here for the last ten years."

> Reply to: @𝐿𝑒𝒾𝓈 (@Mairon✨ (Tav: Adriel)) > He quickly follows through the door, relaxing visibly once he's out in the open air. This is so much better than the madhous... He walks over to the fenced edge of the balcony, with one hand in his pocket and the other holding his drink. "So, Leis, what brought you to Strixhaven?"

> Reply to: @Mathias Elemmírë (@Toffee (Rhiannon/Mathias)) > He opens the door to the balcony and takes a deep breath of the night air. Much better. He holds the door open for Leis. He quickly follows through the door, relaxing visibly once he's out in the open air. This is so much better than the madhouse downstairs.

He opens the door to the balcony and takes a deep breath of the night air. Much better. He holds the door open for Leis.

> Reply to: @RenFair Leavitt (@Nocty (Hanzō/RenFair) - PING) > Well, that was an image Ren didn't expected to form in his head. He blinked, caught off guard, face growing a bit red. "M-mhm.... He grins, his tail swishing lazily as he takes another swig of whiskey, humming a bit. "Nothing wrong with wanting to have room to breathe," he says, shifting a bit. The movement results in what is essentially him wiggling his ass, even though he's just trying to get a little more comfortable. He doesn't even realize he's doing it, to be honest.

> Reply to: @ʀɪᴄʜᴀʀᴅ ɪᴍᴀʀᴀ (@Mairon✨ (Tav: Adriel)) > The cambion sits up a bit and takes the bottle from Ren with a wry grin, chuckling low in his throat. "Yeah, parties aren't re... Well, that was an image Ren didn't expected to form in his head. He blinked, caught off guard, face growing a bit red. "M-mhm." He hummed into his cup, drinking the juice. "And your reputation among colleagues." He pointed out with a nervous chuckle, brushing wavy hair strands behind his ear. "Usually I'm fine with crowds, as long as there is.." He motioned around. "..an open space to breathe."

The cambion sits up a bit and takes the bottle from Ren with a wry grin, chuckling low in his throat. "Yeah, parties aren't really my thing...not without an entire bottle of alcohol getting involved first." He takes a swig directly from the bottle before setting it on the table, the harsh burn of the whiskey a familiar feeling in his throat. "Though...once an entire bottle of whiskey gets involved, I usually start dancing on tables and stripping. Good for tips, bad for needing to keep my wings out of the way."

The wolf dips into the crowd and emerges a while later with requested bottle. It didn't felt right to steal entire bottle, however, there were a lot of those on the table and if someone joins them, they could pour some for them too. So fae, it seemed they were alone. RenFair entered the roof and froze, looking around. Such a calm and wonderful looking place, the plants, the lights and the sky, almost.. almost romantic. "That was.. quite an experience." He chuckled, approaching Rick, handing him a bottle. He also had a cup with juice for himself. Exhaling with a relied, he sat down. "This reminds me why, among other things, I don't go to parties."

Ahhh, quiet. Blissful, peaceful quiet. He glances around and his tail droops a bit when he sees that Dia didn't follow him, and he decides he may as well sit down and make himself comfortable while he waits for Ren. His wings unfurl as he lands face first on a couch, one of the appendages draped spectacularly over the back while the other rests mostly on the floor.

This space is a dedicated green space for the teaching staff of Strixhaven. Non-teaching staff are also welcome to join and use the space most of the time.

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