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🌸FALL CATCHALL🌸

🌸WHO: Otegine and many others
🌸WHAT: Closed prompts for Autumn including the date auction cruise
🌸WHEN: From Fall 1 through the end of the month
🌸WHERE: Various
🌸WARNINGS: some NSFW (labelled)

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[He doesn't make it home overnight. Who knows if he died or not! What a shame.

Sometime in the late morning, though, Otegine's trapsing through the front yard with fat less gusto than he'd has the day before. He sure has on a nice new outfit, but it's disheveled, his old clothes tucked against his arms.

He's not sure where his roommate even went... but he's carefully slipping into the house regardless, at least to drop his clothing off and change into something a little more... himself. A cable knit sweater in deep green, jeans (which he still can't get over as far as comfort), his normal tennis shoes... it doesn't hide all the bruises he's ended up with, but hopefully it's enough to avoid questions. Heaven forbid his former self see him like this.

Only when he's changed does he cautiously try to hunt down Syrlya. If he isn't home... well, they'll just have to have an awkward conversation after the karaoke party.]

Edited 2023-02-17 03:10 (UTC)

[Whether it's really fortunate or unfortunate, Syrlya is hope. He's sitting at the table munching on berries, dress for the day.

So he hears the door open, and he's already side-eying the entryway as Otegine attempts to slink by.] Good morning.

[He flinches as he first enters the front door, sparing Syrlya a quick glance drowning with guilt. But he doesn't say anything more, beelining for the bedroom. If he has to spend any more time in this outfit, he's going to die.

Only when he's properly changed does he slide back out to the dining room, a hesitant hand against one of the chairs without sitting down.]

Syr... About yesterday, I... uh...

Are you okay?

[Ah. So it's certainly worn off.]

I feel as though I should be asking you that. [He leans back in his seat.] I'm sure you're mortified about your behavior.

[He whines, a whimper of a sound as he plops down to a seat and buries his face in his hands. At least he isn't hurt... he's got marks peppering his neck, but other than that he seems whole!]

W-what even happened to me, Syr? How am I going to look anyone in town in the eyes like this??

I screwed up. I screwed up so bad.

[Hmmmmm... Syrlya is going to be polite and not comment on the marks on his neck.]

Most likely, you were cursed by the goddess. Which is something I think most people will understand when explained to them.

A-ah. I figure as much. But...

I still said such horrible things to everyone. To you, Syr... how I was treating you, how much I ended up just taking you for granted and not caring about you, I... put you in an awkward position.

[...

His head bows, hands clenching to his legs.]

I'm sorry. Sincerely.

You're forgiven. [Because Otegine was not in his right mind, so Syrlya doesn't hold it against him.

He does, however, hold it against the goddess.] I hope you did not come to too much harm while you were out of sorts.

[His shame hasn't lifted in the slightest. But he nods his acknowledgement nonetheless.]

Something like that. I don't blame any of it... Really, I'm lucky I didn't end up worse off. I think Adelis was about ready to kill me.

Oh my. [Syrlya covers his mouth, suspenseful. This will either be funny or require care.] What happened with Adelis?

I... I walked onto his property and started taking things from his orchard. When he came after me, I-I just... I egged him on until he started throwing weapons at me.

[It's stupid. It sounds so stupid coming out of his mouth.]

[Okay, it's kinda funny since Otegine seems stable. Fuck around and find out.]

As far as I know Adelis uses knives. If you need to avoid work that will pull any stitches, do let me know.

Eh? N-no, no, I'll be fine! The worst he really did was step on me and threaten to cut a few pieces of me off. [He's already short enough, he doesn't want to be made any shorter!!!]

Besides, I left all that to you yesterday. I should be picking up the slack.

He stepped on you? [Okay, Syrlya can't hide amusement at that. Sorry, Otegine. The mental image is just very funny.]

Well, if you're sure. You just seem a little roughed up, so I'm guessing he isn't the only altercation you had.

Mn... most people didn't resort that far, but...

[...]

I guess Steinbeck got me good. I couldn't even stand up for a little while.

[Syrlya lowers his hand.] What did Steinbeck do?

... Nothing to do with those bruises on your neck?

[...

His hand numbly moves to his neck, brows creased. What?]

[inward screaming commences

His hand slaps to his neck as he starts to turn red.]

Wh--- n-no!! No, no no no no, that wasn't him! That definitely wasn't him!

[Aha.

He had a guess.

Syrlya holds a hand up, waiting for Otegine to calm down a bit.] Just checking. As long as you aren't badly injured, I won't be worried.

But if anything happened you want to talk about, I will listen. I know you were not feeling like yourself. [And he could be confused about anyone he hurt emotionally, if not physically.]

[aaaaaaaa]

Steinbeck took a knee to my crotch, is what he did. I... I've been better, but... i-it's fine.

Besides, it wasn't like I wasn't feeling like myself. Not... exactly, anyway.

Were not acting like yourself, then. [He raises a brow.] Unless there is something I don't know and driving people to step on you and knee you in the groin is a common occurrence.

[He shoots the dullest, driest look on earth to Syrlya.]

No. No, it is not.

[Syrlya lets out a breathy chuckle, pushing out of his chair to come around to Otegine. He reaches to put a reassuring hand on his shoulder.] You were cursed by the goddess, and most people will understand that and forgive you for your transgressions while under her influence. Don't worry too much about it.

But I mean it, if you need to talk. I'm always here for you.

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