[ Well when they glance over Molly is already looking right at them intently, arms crossed. He seems to relax a little bit when it's not about "business," reaching up to idly spin the piercing in his lower lip. ]
Sure. We can go do something. There's always more furbies to be demolished.
[ help. that's okay. if aquila has any feelings about molly being mad, they don't say anything about them for now. they watch him for a moment, fiddling with his piercing, before they pull their gaze away and back to harrow. ]
... I do only have two. [ a little apologetically. ] I just topped up. Start of a new week, but - that means I can't heal somebody on Thursday.
[ honestly, their tone makes it sound like they probably wouldn't mind just healing harrow, but. ] Beach sounds good. Could work on my tan.
[ get it because they're
in this stupid uniform. ] We can go straight there if you two want. Avoid the door.
Skip ending up on your ass somewhere random, really.
[ they make sort of a shrug gesture at molly over harrow's head, gesturing briefly with their head to her - a "sorry, you heard her", because aquila will not heal anybody without their consent. probably because aquila themselves would hate being healed without their consent. not that either of you know that.
anyway. it's touchy week anyway so this works out nicely! they wrap their fingers loosely around molly's wrist, and then put a hand on harrow's shoulder. shadows consume the three of them, and when they clear... they're at the station beach!
lucy's fin is sticking out of the water. it looks just like it used to! beach. ]
[ he'll look a bit disgruntled at this answer but it's fine, he figured that it'd be something like this.
it's touch week so he'll just wind his hand up a bit to hold the fingers instead of having them around his wrist, squeezing slightly. Blinking (or like. winking. one eye joke!) in the sudden light change, holding a hand over his forehead. ]
Shite-- You know, keep half expecting it to look different than it did?
[ well, okay. when molly slides his hand down, they take his hand and squeeze back.
their other hand stays on harrow's shoulder for the moment. touch week! but, they make a little noise, either agreeing or just going along with their assessment. wow... ]
's a pretty name for a man eating creature, Lucretia. [ this is very sweet, actually. if you stand here long enough, you could forget about the murder hotel and the murder station, maybe. aquila doesn't seem to mind the touches either way, content just to look out on the ocean and the shark with molly and harrow like this. it's peaceful. ] Kind of a mouthful.
[ but, ah.
the first time... it's nice to see harrow smiling like that, especially after this weekend, so. ] First time, huh? You been to other oceans, since? More sharks or less?
[ aw. he lets molly sort of lead them off and then loosens their grip so he can go take off his slut boots. ]
Sounds like the both of you could stand to be a little more well traveled. [ there's some kind of just slightly inside joke there, wryness in their tone. they pat harrow on the shoulder. ] You should join him.
Nicodranas... name sounds familiar, kinda. Can't put my finger on why. Maybe I should be a little more well traveled.
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
no subject
[she presses her finger to the bruised part of her cheek.]
You wanted to talk?
no subject
[ they glance over at molly, and then back. ] Mols was worried, too, so, I figured I'd check in with you both at the same time.
... Now that you're here, though, might as well go do something, yeah? We can walk and talk. 's not really business.
no subject
Sure. We can go do something. There's always more furbies to be demolished.
no subject
[but why. she glances between molly and aquila.]
Such as?
no subject
You guys're the experts. Let's go on a tour? I can summon up a couple really fucked furbies if there's a good place over there to destroy them.
[ its called having friends, harrowhark ]
no subject
There's a beach? [ looking at Harrow. ] And the woods, if that's too sunny. And a library of that's too sunny.
[ glancing over again ]
Can you heal her face?
no subject
[she pokes her bruised face, petulant.]
The beach.
no subject
... I do only have two. [ a little apologetically. ] I just topped up. Start of a new week, but - that means I can't heal somebody on Thursday.
[ honestly, their tone makes it sound like they probably wouldn't mind just healing harrow, but. ] Beach sounds good. Could work on my tan.
[ get it because they're
in this stupid uniform. ] We can go straight there if you two want. Avoid the door.
no subject
Sure. Fuck it. Skip the line, right?
no subject
[but she nods.]
Let's go.
no subject
[ they make sort of a shrug gesture at molly over harrow's head, gesturing briefly with their head to her - a "sorry, you heard her", because aquila will not heal anybody without their consent. probably because aquila themselves would hate being healed without their consent. not that either of you know that.
anyway. it's touchy week anyway so this works out nicely! they wrap their fingers loosely around molly's wrist, and then put a hand on harrow's shoulder. shadows consume the three of them, and when they clear... they're at the station beach!
lucy's fin is sticking out of the water. it looks just like it used to! beach. ]
no subject
it's touch week so he'll just wind his hand up a bit to hold the fingers instead of having them around his wrist, squeezing slightly. Blinking (or like. winking. one eye joke!) in the sudden light change, holding a hand over his forehead. ]
Shite-- You know, keep half expecting it to look different than it did?
no subject
[she seems slightly taken aback by the sight, a smile coming to her face.]
It's the same as it was.
no subject
their other hand stays on harrow's shoulder for the moment. touch week! but, they make a little noise, either agreeing or just going along with their assessment. wow... ]
Feels nice. [ a beat. ] Is that a shark?
no subject
anyway it's very cute harrow is smiling? that's sweet. ]
Lucretia, I believe.
no subject
[she forgets to protest the hand on her shoulder because it's touch week.]
I really did like this place. It is the first time I had seen the ocean.
no subject
[ but, ah.
the first time... it's nice to see harrow smiling like that, especially after this weekend, so. ] First time, huh? You been to other oceans, since? More sharks or less?
no subject
[ but he's not as adorable about it. going to go sit himself down in the sand, working on getting his boots off. beach time. ]
I don't think she actually ate any men. Just bullets?
no subject
no subject
Sounds like the both of you could stand to be a little more well traveled. [ there's some kind of just slightly inside joke there, wryness in their tone. they pat harrow on the shoulder. ] You should join him.
Nicodranas... name sounds familiar, kinda. Can't put my finger on why. Maybe I should be a little more well traveled.
no subject
[ Molly is laying back one arm behind his head and digging his feet into the sand, tail swaying around happily - holding one hand out? ]
Someone hand me some sunglasses.
no subject
but she will sit down on the sand by molly and take off her own boots.]
no subject
Here. [ but there you go. they're kind of ridiculous but they do function... and they say HOTEL not hollywood. alas. they are, however rad as hell.
beyond that, they snort a little, though, and stay standing for now, hands folded behind their back, looking out at the ocean. ]
You do like to ramble. [ (affectionate) ] It sounds fun, though.
no subject
You gonna just stand there like a real weirdo and sweat to death in that dumb little uniform?
no subject
Maybe there is a full body swimsuit.
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)