September and secret nsfw october shenanigans

[insinning]

Who: Emil Sinclair (Vogel) and anyone/everyone
When: All over September
What: Catch all, exploration, overflow + dungeon runs; lots of feelings and grieving and murderous thoughts.
Warnings: Nsfw in 25/9 thread just to be safe

 

"Over all the hilltops
Is quiet now,
In all the treetops
Hearest thou
Hardly a breath;
the birds are asleep in the trees:
Wait, soon like these
Thou too shalt rest."

Comments

[insinning]

Alright then.

[ Sinclair had been planning on washing them himself but it makes sense to leave it there he doesn't take too much time in the bathroom.

Since his hair and all...

He washes up as briskly as his hair allows him too, leaving his clothes (aaaa) folded neatly in the basket for later. He puts on his level 25 armor set tunic and pants, and comes out drying his hair. Gonna have to start all over again]

It's all yours.

[dissimulative]

On my way~

[ He made sure the bed is clean too!

It takes some time for Oria, who tries to wash the affected parts of the clothes and then get himself clean. He hangs them elsewhere for them to dry after he finishes his shower. People would think Oria wouldn't know how to do this at all, given that he's some sort of rich kid, but he seems quite thorough about this.

When he finally comes out of the bathroom after drying his hair, he's in a tie dye shirt and a pair of pants that he doesn't seem too comfortable with, but maybe that's all he has right now. He always has the default outfit on, so it's a rarity to see him in anything else in the game. He hops onto the bed a day hurriedly gets under the blanket. Mmmm, this is such nice comfort. ]

[insinning]

[ Meanwhile Sinclair is still trying to finish drying his hair. He takes his time combing it out, and drying it bit by bit until it's no longer soaking wet.

He glances over in surprise and then at the shirt, remembering what he had gotten Oria from Mithrun's brother. Heh]

Where did you get that from?

[dissimulative]

Hm? The shirt? I got it as a dungeon drop!

[ He keeps an extra set of equipment handy to switch out for his poison one now whenever he can... ]

It's nice and comfortable. Really tacky though.

[insinning]

At least it works as pajamas.

[ Okay he thinks is hair is as dry as it will get. Time to crawl under the covers too]

[dissimulative]

[ He takes his glasses off and puts them on the nightstand. ]

Yeah!

[ Perhaps it's a bad idea to wear these pants specifically, since they came from his level 25 set—they don't fit him properly and it certainly is a woozy to feel right after leaving himself so vulnerable...

... but when he hugs Sinclair and buries his face under his chin, he feels like everything will be fine. ]

[insinning]

[He wraps his arms around Oria, pulling him close. He's warm and soft against him which is all he needs right now. Everything should be fine]

Mm, it's good you got it in a dungeon then.

[dissimulative]

Yeah...

[ Oria closes his eyes. ]

Good thing you won't feel hungover tomorrow. Good night, Emil.

[ He gives him a small kiss on the chin before burying his own face into Sinclair's neck again. ]