Lucifer admires the control needed to move them so easily. He chuckles and settles into the nest once Yuzuki is down and the knives put outside the nest. He lays on the left of the shadow pigeon so Macaque can be on the right.
"So. The knives, if I am right, are a clear Wash influence. Am I right?"
[ Yuzuki embarks on some Subtle and Stately (decidedly cat-like) shuffle-wiggles to get as comfy as he possibly can. ]
Hah. Yeah. [ Huffs a laugh. ... After a short pause, he decides against mentioning that time or two Wash very nearly stabbed her. ] They ended up sharing a room back in Kyriakos. By choice, to help with the nightmares. [ Another pause. Choco won't be able to tell them what tonight was all about ... maybe it'd help if he tried to? ] And he was her first teacher. They both picked up a lot of habits from each other.
And ... well. Choco's got a hell of a lot of power at her disposal these days. [ He wiggles his fingers like, hi, yes, it's me, I am part of that power, hello ] But she feels safer when she's got options. Knives, punching, yelling for her dads.
[ plural very intended. ]
[ And then, after another pause to consider Macaque's offer, he nods cautiously. ]
You can try, I just might need to tell you to stop. That nightmare takes every sensory issue we have and magnifies it by ... [ ... ] a lot.
Lucifer just melts hearing the dads plural. And it doesn't feel accidental or a slip up. He lays on the other side of Yuzuki and is careful to not touch too much. He remembers where was very sensitive on his temporary pigeon body and makes sure to avoid any of those spaces. Still he smiles and holds out his hands for Yuzuki's, if he wants them held.
"Let us know whatever you need. More quiet, more noise, less touches, and the like. Or if you need to feel a texture. Fluffy, soft, rough, warm, slimy. I can turn into pretty much any animal so if petting a dog or a cat would help right now, let me know. Or feathers. Like an owl. Okay?"
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Re: tw: body horror bee nightmare
"So. The knives, if I am right, are a clear Wash influence. Am I right?"
Re: tw: body horror bee nightmare
"Undoubtedly. Staying over with Wash is a lesson in not impaling yourself."
"Let me know if you want me to preen your wings. I'm pretty good at it."
Re: tw: body horror bee nightmare
Hah. Yeah. [ Huffs a laugh. ... After a short pause, he decides against mentioning that time or two Wash very nearly stabbed her. ] They ended up sharing a room back in Kyriakos. By choice, to help with the nightmares. [ Another pause. Choco won't be able to tell them what tonight was all about ... maybe it'd help if he tried to? ] And he was her first teacher. They both picked up a lot of habits from each other.
And ... well. Choco's got a hell of a lot of power at her disposal these days. [ He wiggles his fingers like, hi, yes, it's me, I am part of that power, hello ] But she feels safer when she's got options. Knives, punching, yelling for her dads.
[ plural very intended. ]
[ And then, after another pause to consider Macaque's offer, he nods cautiously. ]
You can try, I just might need to tell you to stop. That nightmare takes every sensory issue we have and magnifies it by ... [ ... ] a lot.
Re: tw: body horror bee nightmare
"Let us know whatever you need. More quiet, more noise, less touches, and the like. Or if you need to feel a texture. Fluffy, soft, rough, warm, slimy. I can turn into pretty much any animal so if petting a dog or a cat would help right now, let me know. Or feathers. Like an owl. Okay?"