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SUMMER ICARIAN ✦ FINAL FANTASY XIV (WoL OC)
RESIDENCE ✦ Residency
GEMBOND ✦ Ruby

"...ltros, what are you doing with that, put that down right now you little —"

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[voidgates]

Oh, he must not have heard half of what we said. I'm sorry, Rolanberry.

[She does, to her credit, look sorry. Just not sorry enough to escape the nickname.]

So you could come with us, like you wanted. If we could find some manner of way.

[basura_boi]

[ Ezar laughs quietly against G'raha's leg. This contented, he's able to forget himself enough to joke about certain things. Particularly with what Summer had said earlier, which he's still absorbing now that he's calmed down. ]

Lot easier ways for you to get me out of my clothes, aye?

[ Maybe it's something they could do, and what a startling thought that is. Pull him from here so he can cheat death, have another chance at... something. At living a life that's not governed entirely by hiding and desperately trying to be beneath notice.

It's a strange thought, a startling one. It makes something flutter in his chest--hope. The reaction filters through into the synch, something perhaps stronger and beyond what could be expected. ]

But if you think it could work. Aye. I've nothing to lose.

[misunderhood]

[ G'raha makes what can only be called a disgruntled noise, but Ezar's joy sparking through the synch and his subsequent agreement are things that make him happy, and he smiles down at the other miqo'te male. ]

It will be something to experiment with. Obviously not anything we'll be attempting right away.

[ He looks up to Summer again with the same smile. ]

Perhaps a chance for you to test out researching as well, since it is a skill that one builds over time.

[voidgates]

Hold, now, if Rolanberry's getting snatched out of his clothes then I expect to be snatched out of mine. Tis only fair.

[But then it's her turn to settle, likewise warmed by Ezar's pleasure and G'raha's approval both.]

Wouldn't that be nice. Two wishes sorted out in the same fell swoop. That really would be something.

[basura_boi]

[ Ezar's tail flicks lightly against Summer's side, a movement of warm amusement. ]

Thought he never quite managed it that way, Summer. [ What with her arriving fully clothed and all. ] Disappointin', really.

[ Is this a thing that could truly happen? He doesn't know. But it's nice to pretend. To hope a little. ]

We all might be here a good, long time, anyway.

[ And they might be sick of each other long before that, really. ]

[misunderhood]

We could be, which means there's plenty of time to figure it all out.

[ But, he's flustered by their teasing, and it shows in the way his tails wiggle behind him. ]

The point of the magic transference is not to steal your clothes off. I am not some kind of .. of magic declothier!

[voidgates]

Full dangerous if it was. I'd catch myself summoning you thrice a day.

[She catches Ezar's eye long enough to flash a conspiratorial wink at him, before leaning over to press a noisy, indulgent kiss against G'raha's cheek.]

A sight I think we'd both enjoy, wouldn't you agree?

[basura_boi]

[ Ezar laughs at that wink. ]

Wouldn't complain, aye.

[ It's a measure of how relaxed he is that he's willing to say that instead of clamming up awkwardly. Strange, to be joking about it with Summer, but... he's going to try to not overthink things right now. He's very capable of overthinking them thoroughly later. ]

Imagine if you did invent a... magic declothier. You'd be awash in cash.

[misunderhood]

I don't think anyone other than, perhaps, a warrior using full plate armor would find much use for a magic item that removed your clothes.

[ He's still grumpy, his ears flicking a little as he speaks. But Summer has kissed him, so he's not actually upset, turning his head to catch her cheek against his briefly. Take that. ]

If you want to help her make that her project, I shant stop you, but I won't help either.