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[sesa]

I will make this pretty later

(Spoilers I won't, I always say I will but I won't-)

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INVENTORY:

-Grenade Launcher with 3 ammo stacks (refreshes monthly)

-Nondescript gaming console (it's an offbrand Nintendo Switch)

-Some glowing star rocks from an investigation with Elsword in the Deep Woods

-A little knitted dragon from Elsword that I forgot to link and am too lazy to find now

-1 Kotatsu that he keeps in his room at the lab. It's red with light beige birds on it

-His toolbox from Rhodes

-A workshop that connects to Gnosis' lab via a breezeway. He lives there with Passenger now

-3 erythrites, used to make Passenger a pair of earrings

Comments

[sesa]

There is nothing saying we cannot nap.

[He is Going to wrestle you into bed with him so help him god-

He will also gently guide Elliot away from the desk, taking the edges of his sleeves between his claws.]

Let me help you, mm?

[forwander]

...very well, if you would like.

[He's so tired (existential) bro. But that's fine, Sesa can help him undress and put on his usual flowy loungewear, which he doesn't actually need help with, but.

It's nice to have someone there, he supposes.

Sesa might have to physically drag Elliot down into bed though, because as soon as he's re-dressed his angry brain goes "wait I have to argue" and tries to head back to the desk.]

[sesa]

[Yeah no, he is steering you back away from the desk like no, no baby-]

That notebook is dead to you for the rest of the day. Just pretend it isn't there.

[He takes Elliot carefully by the hand while using his tail looped around his waist to physically keep him near just in case he tries to continue that way, guiding him back towards their bed instead.

Down into bed they go, with Sesa pulling back the sheets so they can both climb underneath them. He wraps himself around Elliot carefully, letting Elliot be the little spoon in that respect.]

[forwander]

That's easier said than done, my love.

[But Elliot stays near, and then he's led into bed and pulled down into it. He really wants to get up and start bitching at people, but he's starting to get a migraine after all of this. No doubt it's caused by the stress and also the Oripathy, but.

Ugh.

He moves his hair so that it's not in the way and strangling Sesa, swinging it off the side of their bed.]

...but very well. My head is beginning to throb regardless...

[sesa]

Trust me, I understand.

[It isn't often that Sesa is getting into arguments with people "online", per-say, but he can certainly understand being as upset by something as this and then unable to let it go. He shouldn't feel like he has to. Oripathy is no joke, and Sesa thinks that a lot of people here for some reason don't treat it as seriously as they should, whether they realize it's gravity or not.

Well. He doesn't want to waste his energy thinking about that right now. Instead, he rests his chin on Elliot's shoulder, humming softly against his ear.]

Let me know if you need me to get you anything.