A bit of a boyish smirk curves his lips, and he snorts. He moves over to rummage around by the desk for a pen and piece of paper. So he can write down the list of names he's already rattled off like a nerd.]
Hey. I'm not a tattle tale. If you keep my secrets, I keep yours.
[No pleased cat energy. Jason is too dog for that. He puts the pen down and slides the paper in their direction. It has a list of the names. It also has a miniature someone in an employee get-up with feathers starfished.]
[ the title, your majesty - something about that is very funny, actually, and they put a hand over their heart. ]
This humble servant would be flattered by your kindness. [ stop this. aquila takes the paper, though, fingers tapping briefly over it, before they fold it up and slide it into their sleeves. if they have anything to say about this little starfished feather employee they... don't say it! instead, they hum.] Thank you. I'll let you know what I liked the best.
[ after a moment, they produce a sheet of paper from their sleeve and pass it back across, followed by a pen. apparently they are not going to write these down for jason and he has to write them himself? wow. ]
For my own, after weeks of library exploration - ci poetry, particularly Li Bai and Du Fu. One Hundred Years of Solitude. Flowers in the Mirror. Birdsong by Faulks. The Shih Ching. To start, at least.
[AQUILA, YOU'RE AN ASSHOLE. But it's fine. If Jason didn't like writing, then he probably wouldn't like reading. So he takes the pen so he can jot things down as they're spoken.
He taps the first two.] Read some Li and Du when I was learning Chinese. [Hmm. He glances up at them, the corners of his lips rising.]
I almost put One Hundred Years in your box actually. But then I decided to do some poetry. [He peers at the list thoughtfully for a moment.] Want to take a walk to the library?
Did you know he was a drunkard? Li Bai. [ this makes them laugh, a little, as they push off of the desk. ] "But the moon doesn’t understand drinking, and my shadow follows my body like a slave." Fine wine and fine literature pair together no matter the universe, it seems.
[ amused, though - and approving, over the shared title, clearly so even without seeing their voice. they nod at the suggestion. ] Let's. Could use a chance to stretch my wings.
[ a little wryly, in the way that it's actually terrible, or maybe in the way that it's familiar? who knows.
either way! off they go. aquila could just shadow transport them, but they do not, hands folded behind their back and enjoying the stroll. ] Do you do any writing of your own?
Jason doesn't not seem to mind not being transported, but that's because he is a jock as much as he is a nerd. Jason gives Porridge a little whistle, and the dragon toddles after the two of them.]
[ sometimes you have coping mechanisms and they're bad "who is this about" dont worry about it
anyway. they glance back briefly at porridge, amused, and then hum. ] Only one way to find out, isn't there? Promise not to make fun of your drafts too much. [ hehe ]
[Mood. He keeps walking, but sort of bends down quickly and briefly to pet Porridge on the head. Just so, like, he knows he is a good dragon.]
Pft. What, you trying to get me to pen you some love poetry for real? [He shrugs, almost like he's a little dismissively shy.] I... could try, I guess.
[ jason showing a visible sign of embarrassment is only making them more powerful ]
Wow, you really inspire confidence, don't you? [ snickering!!!! ] If it's going to be a challenge, doesn't that make it better? I guess you could write about something you're more familiar with....
[This was as bad of a week to speak to Aquila as last week would have been really. He is getting flustered for some reason, but it's only making them more a gremlin.]
I'll just write the love poetry! I'll just try that.
[ last week might have been better they might have been less embarrassed
anyway they say, graciously: ] Very well. I'll look forward to it. [ as if they did not just fluster the shit out of jason, and then open the door to the library for him.
[He grumbles bashfully under his breath and stalks by them into the library.
But still takes the time to gently bop them in the chest with his forearm as he passes by.
He stops inside to figure out which shelves he wants to go to first. Maybe the next one on the list he hadn’t done anything with. He heads in that direction.]
[ in the correct npc thread this time i will inform you that aquila's tits are really nice. you needed to know this? you needed to know this.
they make an amused little noise when jason stalks off, very pleased with their victory, and follow off, craning their head briefly to look around the library before joining him. ]
Admittedly, it is nice to be able to walk in here and find a book from almost anywhere, isn't it? Universes on universes, time on time.
Well, Jason is bisexual so he can appreciate nice tits even if he is maybe seeing some people right now. Why are there nice tits… He won’t question it.
He stops at a shelf to let his eyes flick back and forth over the books, searching. He does offer Aquila a glance.]
I’ve been reading what I know, but I guess I should see what other people have. Kind of weird, but… not bad.
anyway when jason glances back they'll see aquila's actually gained a little height. a pair of shadowy wings are unfurled from their back; they're floating a bit above him, looking at some of the higher shelves. show off. ]
Probably. Half of the titles you've mentioned to me - if it weren't for this library, I never would have heard of them. Well, and Gems. Best way I'd get back in their good graces after falling asleep in a meeting was with a book or two.
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[It's a question, but not. He sort of snorts when he says it like it's a joke.]
In a shocking turn of events, no actually. Back home, there are two people named Hawkman and Hawkgirl. I'll give you three guesses what they have and the first two don't count.
anyway they come back down to jason's level instead of browsing through the books, and let him take a closer look if he'd like, extending the left one out fully. the wings aren't particularly feathery - they're just made of shadows in a wing shape. ] Really creative name scheme, huh? Guess I can't really talk.
[Hmm. He just looks over the extended wing at first, brows together. Why aren't they feathery, you room full of feathers bastard... Hesitantly, he reaches out, but stops and pulls a little back.]
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[It's agreement to the list addition.
A bit of a boyish smirk curves his lips, and he snorts. He moves over to rummage around by the desk for a pen and piece of paper. So he can write down the list of names he's already rattled off like a nerd.]
Hey. I'm not a tattle tale. If you keep my secrets, I keep yours.
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[ teasing. they don't watch him do that, instead leaning back on their elbows against the desk. very much radiating pleased cat energy. ]
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[No pleased cat energy. Jason is too dog for that. He puts the pen down and slides the paper in their direction. It has a list of the names. It also has a miniature someone in an employee get-up with feathers starfished.]
Your list, Your Majesty.
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This humble servant would be flattered by your kindness. [ stop this. aquila takes the paper, though, fingers tapping briefly over it, before they fold it up and slide it into their sleeves. if they have anything to say about this little starfished feather employee they... don't say it! instead, they hum.] Thank you. I'll let you know what I liked the best.
[ after a moment, they produce a sheet of paper from their sleeve and pass it back across, followed by a pen. apparently they are not going to write these down for jason and he has to write them himself? wow. ]
For my own, after weeks of library exploration - ci poetry, particularly Li Bai and Du Fu. One Hundred Years of Solitude. Flowers in the Mirror. Birdsong by Faulks. The Shih Ching. To start, at least.
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He taps the first two.] Read some Li and Du when I was learning Chinese. [Hmm. He glances up at them, the corners of his lips rising.]
I almost put One Hundred Years in your box actually. But then I decided to do some poetry. [He peers at the list thoughtfully for a moment.] Want to take a walk to the library?
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[ amused, though - and approving, over the shared title, clearly so even without seeing their voice. they nod at the suggestion. ] Let's. Could use a chance to stretch my wings.
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Trust me, he wasn't the only one. It seems like the curse of being able to write is you've got too many demons and a bottle to get rid of them.
[He folds the paper and sticks it in his back pocket as he turns around. He flicks a hand ahead of him, but starts walking too.]
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[ a little wryly, in the way that it's actually terrible, or maybe in the way that it's familiar? who knows.
either way! off they go. aquila could just shadow transport them, but they do not, hands folded behind their back and enjoying the stroll. ] Do you do any writing of your own?
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Jason doesn't not seem to mind not being transported, but that's because he is a jock as much as he is a nerd. Jason gives Porridge a little whistle, and the dragon toddles after the two of them.]
Not really. Don't know if I'd be any good at it.
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anyway. they glance back briefly at porridge, amused, and then hum. ] Only one way to find out, isn't there? Promise not to make fun of your drafts too much. [ hehe ]
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Pft. What, you trying to get me to pen you some love poetry for real? [He shrugs, almost like he's a little dismissively shy.] I... could try, I guess.
What kind do you want?
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Something to sweep me off my feet?
[ terrible ]
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You want love poetry seriously? It's probably going to be garbage, so don't get your hopes up.
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Wow, you really inspire confidence, don't you? [ snickering!!!! ] If it's going to be a challenge, doesn't that make it better? I guess you could write about something you're more familiar with....
[ aquila, ]
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I'll just write the love poetry! I'll just try that.
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anyway they say, graciously: ] Very well. I'll look forward to it. [ as if they did not just fluster the shit out of jason, and then open the door to the library for him.
uwu* ] After you?
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But still takes the time to gently bop them in the chest with his forearm as he passes by.
He stops inside to figure out which shelves he wants to go to first. Maybe the next one on the list he hadn’t done anything with. He heads in that direction.]
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they make an amused little noise when jason stalks off, very pleased with their victory, and follow off, craning their head briefly to look around the library before joining him. ]
Admittedly, it is nice to be able to walk in here and find a book from almost anywhere, isn't it? Universes on universes, time on time.
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Well, Jason is bisexual so he can appreciate nice tits even if he is maybe seeing some people right now. Why are there nice tits… He won’t question it.
He stops at a shelf to let his eyes flick back and forth over the books, searching. He does offer Aquila a glance.]
I’ve been reading what I know, but I guess I should see what other people have. Kind of weird, but… not bad.
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anyway when jason glances back they'll see aquila's actually gained a little height. a pair of shadowy wings are unfurled from their back; they're floating a bit above him, looking at some of the higher shelves. show off. ]
Probably. Half of the titles you've mentioned to me - if it weren't for this library, I never would have heard of them. Well, and Gems. Best way I'd get back in their good graces after falling asleep in a meeting was with a book or two.
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He watches them float, pauses. He watches the wings with some interest, thinking. Listening too.]
Must be why they seemed to like the one I gave them in the tip box. Good for past me. They seem like a stickler.
[…]
How long you had those? The wings.
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[ they hum, running their fingers over the spine of a book up at the top shelf. ] First time you've seen 'em?
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[It's a question, but not. He sort of snorts when he says it like it's a joke.]
In a shocking turn of events, no actually. Back home, there are two people named Hawkman and Hawkgirl. I'll give you three guesses what they have and the first two don't count.
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[ shut the fuck up aquila
anyway they come back down to jason's level instead of browsing through the books, and let him take a closer look if he'd like, extending the left one out fully. the wings aren't particularly feathery - they're just made of shadows in a wing shape. ] Really creative name scheme, huh? Guess I can't really talk.
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Yeah, you can't, Aquila.
[Hmm. He just looks over the extended wing at first, brows together. Why aren't they feathery, you room full of feathers bastard... Hesitantly, he reaches out, but stops and pulls a little back.]
Can I touch it?
[Wow, asking.......]
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