chatime | ✧ — peach iced tea.

[ thorns like how much did this cost and elysium just turns his head way he will literally live off the land for this ]

Let's see what we can track first?

[ he's already crouching to look at the ground and looking around them for any signs of larger creatures passing by. if they can't find anything here, there has to be something closer to water sources. hmm. ]

Ideally, we bring back enough to feed at least seven people. [ that is so many mouths. ] Us, the couple at the inn, and the farmer's family. That should secure us goodwill.

[ it's wild that this is what they have to do now. they have to both rebuild their possessions, while also making sure anything they get they would either be okay with potentially abandoning or selling, or easy enough for them to pack up to take with them. even when thorns was traveling on his own while working for thorns, he could always just have items shipped back to the landship if needed.

hmm. ]

We can try to locate prime fishing locations too for later.

[ they are hunting today to show off, but for the day to day it would likely be easier to just fish... ]

[ who knew being on the run would be so isolating? good thing they have each other!!!!

but elysium gets up and nods. ]

Remember—the number to beat's four.

[ this is so easy. sadly, he has more than one disease and one of them involves needling thorns at any given moment. ]

We'll probably be more limited by what we can carry back than anything else… so keep that in mind, too.

[ not being able to manifest equipment out of nowhere is so sad ]

[ that's true... so they can't go as big as they might want...

he makes a mental note that they should get equipment sooner than later; this seems like the kind of place where if they ask to borrow a cart then someone would helpfully supply it, but that isn't sustainable for the long term.

they really are so domestic... wow. their dreams. ]

Later I can probably see if they need help at whatever clinic or hospital they have here, too.

[ small towns like this are usually always in need for more medical help... ]

[ their dreams won't be fulfilled until they have a house they can go back to… they cannot be inflicting naked apron on any other poor and unsuspecting souls. ]

… You'll need an assistant.

[ don't work where he can't go. having to spend entire work days away from each other sounds miserable? he tightens his grip on thorns. ]

You have to focus on what's important. Any errands you might need to run? I can do for you.

[ compelling. ]

[ elysium in a sexy nurse outfit... thorns is unwell.

but he does nod, not even attempting to argue against this. ]

Mm. I wouldn't do it as a full time job anyway.

[ since it would cut into whatever else they plan to do. thorns is sure they likely already do have a town doctor, but he figures that they won't say no to backup in case something bad happens.

... it would also be good to get in their good graces to try to figure out what the oripathy situation is here. it's difficult to ask a local without it potentially causing a disaster, but a doctor would be more frank on whether or not they're used to handling cases. ]

[ wanting to put each other in sexy uniforms is so funny when they've both been historically terrible at larp. in a fire emblem game, everyone would assign thorns as their sexy dancer… when does elysium get to assign him as a sexy dancer.

but elysium won't argue against it; the less they grow attached to any one place or job, the easier it'll be to move on when they have to or want to. he would know. but as he guides them toward a stream, his mood perceptibly shifts. he perks up. ]

… These look like tracks from a burdenbeast. [ personally cries. as in i, ly, cries. but that's what the game tells me they eat… ] Think you handle taking one back?

[ what happened to not overachieving. okay. ]

[ you can be smart for one minute and then decide against remaining smart the next.

unsurprisingly, thorns nods, already not thinking about being careful about what they're carrying back. look, it's fine, he is super confident even when there is no reason to be so confident about this. ]

Of course. Try not to throw out your back.

[ says the guy who literally had to be carried because of his ass ]

[ they're going to end up with a mega party where the people they'd turned down earlier for drinks will have to show up so the couple isn't saddled with an infinite amount of leftovers. ]

But I'm no good at anything. [ he is! such! a lil guy!! ] I thought the whole point of this excursion was you showing me how cool you are?

[ wow it's like he suddenly doesn't know where he's going ]

[ okay.

he reaches over to pinch him annoyingly. ]

It would be rude if I don't offer. I don't want to assume my wife can't do anything.

[ that is such a stereotype. :/ ]

[ sorry.

he just stops and takes thorns' other hand in his so he can cutely swing both their hands their hands together. ]

Hmm. I'm no good at anything here, but I'll do my best at taking care of you once everything is said and done? Give you a massage in the bath?

[ he isn't actually going to be this useless he just wants to see how much he can theoretically get away with… annoying ]

[ he opens his mouth to respond.

... and then pauses as he realizes something. ]

Do you think we'll have a bath?

[ they didn't actually get a good look at where they'd be staying. forced to shower. ]

[

he's going to strangle thorns. ]

For the intents and purposes of this conversation, we do.

[ this is not how it works. ]

[ sorry it is difficult getting immersed in this scenario when he can't confirm the bath situation, but he'll do his best anyway... ]

Okay. Shouldn't I be washing your back though?

[ delicate people get sweaty more easily... there is no science here he is making it up. ]

[ it is both cute and deeply aggravating that thorns is like this… ]

Are you trying to take every job for me?

[ thorns like i will be husband AND wife which is what they've already been doing, but like. no. ]

[ elysium is so cute and whiny... ]

Hm, okay. Tell me that you really want to do it.

(thorns voice) beg ]

[ how to determine francy's character type: if they get off on seeing their significant other on their proverbial knees

elysium purses his mouth and stops swaying their arms. his fingers brush the back of thorns' hands. he looks soooo sad. he droops. ]

If you want to go straight to bed tonight, I understand. It's been a long day, and a longer journey.

[ THIS IS SUCH SLANDER

also not elysium refusing to beg. good for him, we love a man who remembers he actually has standards. thorns just swings their arms in retaliation. ]

Oh. Is that what you want? Since I asked what you wanted...

[ all the men and women i know you play are like this

thorns is about to learn what happens when you spoil your not!wife too much. elysium will allow the swinging… what the fuck happened to hunting. ]

I get it. You were trying to let me down easy. You always give me want I want otherwise… I should be more considerate of you.

[ :beegun:

they have already forgotten why they are in the literal wilderness. they need a chaperone so bad.

thorns goes quiet for a few seconds. ]

You can wash me...

[ lmao ]

Is that what you really want?

[ he is smiling so purely there is nothing nefarious at all about what he'd just done ]

[ he does not like where this is going because he doesn't know what direction that is.

... ]

... I decided I am going to focus on keeping you well fed.

[ he got the uno reverse off and that's all that matters to him… they really do need a chaperone to make sure they behave.

but he tightens his grip to make sure thorns doesn't escape, leaning forward to peck him on the mouth. ]

I love you. Heheh. Let's keep you well fed, too.

You really are mean to me.

[ thorns is mean to him often.

but he will pull elysium closer!!!! it is harder to walk this way but they can suffer stumbling a bit because he needs elysium to remember that he is his and this is all so rude.

there are some fresh tracks ahead. ]

Whaaaaat? You're the one who's not saying you love me back.

[ he's all lilt and good humour right up until he isn't. when thorns pulls him close and almost pressed flush, he leans in the rest of the distance with a nip at his ear and a murmur that sinks low. ]

Who's the one who wanted who to beg first?

[ what tracks ]

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