[ here tighnari is, visiting the beach.. at least he had the foresight to dress appropriately, in a loose top and comfortable shorts, but the heat still feels unbearable, the sun beating down on his dark hair and fur. tighnari groans, sitting down hard on his towel, beneath a convenient umbrella, and tugs off his shirt. across his chest and down his back and left arm spiders a lichtenberg scar, like discolored roots crawling across his skin. ]
It's so hot..
[ he's practically wilting, here. but out of his bag he removes a bottle of sunblock, which he begins liberally applying. the things he does just to get an alpaca, ugh!! he rubs the sunblock into his arms and legs and chest, everywhere he can reach, before turning to the person beside him. also, since he is without boots and gloves, please do note that he has both toebeans and fingerbeans. it's very cute. ]
Would you mind getting my back? I can get yours, if you need it.
hot or not;
[ ah yes. how did he end up here? who can say.. tighnari looks Very Uncomfortable on this stage, but he's not unused to public speaking, so he manages. his tall ears lay back, his tail flicking from side to side - there'd better be some good seeds coming out of this endeavor!! no need to be gentle on him, he can manage.
also, feel free to have him judge your character on the stage, as well! ]
a question for a question and also flower crowns;
[ tighnari can easily be found in town, with a small woven basket on his arms, full of lush, woven flower crowns of all types - most of them bioluminescent, glowing in the early evening, dim and slanting light.
in his free hand, he carries a small notebook and pencil. when he sees you, his tall ears perk up, and he snags one of the crowns from the basket, offering it forward. ]
Here, for you. Would you mind if I asked you a few questions?
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hot or not;
a question for a question and also flower crowns;
wildcard;