Mollymauk Tealeaf (
devilstongue) wrote2020-11-29 06:47 pm
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Mmm. It's an island, alright. [ He makes a point of brushing some long hair aside from where the wind has hooked it on a horn, eyeing Molly. ] Beautiful? Yes, I'll grant you that.
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When we get home, take me out to sea. Show me the ocean, let me meet Orly and your sailors. Maybe I'll get one of those gem tattoos.
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Absolutely, I bet Orly could tattoo anything you wanted. The Nein Heroez is our ship back home, it's not massively different to the one docked here, you'll like it. I'll take you to Darktow, if you like. Pirate island.
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[ Molly laughs, so excited and fond at the same time. ]
Pirate island? Oh, I definitely want to go there!
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[ The way he laughs at the wordplay rocks the seating as he leans back, but he doesn't seem to care. Green fingers brush through the back of Molly's hair. ]
I'll take you, we can sail the high seas together. I'll make sure of it.
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Oh-ho? What does being a first mate entail?
[ Sailing what he imagines being just as pretty blue water and endless horizons like you could see on a good, sun-day here. It makes him so excited! ]
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[ He looks down at Molly, wondering if he's not being too forward. They got the house out of necessity, and yet ... things are different now. ]
I'd like the ship to become our new home. Everything is fine at the house, but it would be nice to have somewhere of our own while we're here. Not just a bedroom now, you know? You could have your own bedroom too on the ship, there's a first mate's quarters ... for if we argue and you want to ram me in the head with these.
[ Chinning that horn. ]
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[ Molly sounds so, so fond as he speaks, any fear of commitment blown away when speaking about futures and going where the wind takes them. A life of experiences and fun. A world where he isn't dead and he is loved and loves. ]
Yeah. I would like that. It's a home.
[ The next part makes him laugh and he pokes Fjord's middle just as the seat starts moving again. (They're no longer making out, so the robots lets the next pair up at the top.) ]
Like I'd sleep anywhere else than in that fancy bed. I'll just make you walk the plank first.
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[ He oofs when poked, happy to hear Molly's enthusiasm for all of it. ]
Want to move some stuff in later? Let's keep our room at the house though.
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I would like that. Just enough to make it ours.
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Maybe when we're not on the ship, [ super casual, ] we could get a place somewhere?
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[ Molly loses himself in dreams for a moment, and then Fjord's question draws him back to the moment. He smiles and leans in for a little kiss. ]
Yeah. Somewhere where we can see our friends whenever we want but that's also ours.
[ He's apparently all aboard on this. How could he not? It is so exciting and new! ]
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I love you so much.
[ As they descend to the ground he slips his hand into Molly's and gives it a squeeze, helping him off the ride with a hop. ]
What do you want to go on next? You pick!
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[ He kisses Fjord again as they step off. ]
I want to try a little over everything. How about the spinny things? They look like teacups, maybe Caduceus will like them.
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[ The teacups are weird as hell so he agrees immediately to get inside one, picking a cart the same colour as Molly with flowers patterned all over it.
It goes really fucking fast. Fjord wants to barf so badly when they get off, stumbling around. ]
Gods! Oh, fuck!
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That was amazing! So fast! How do they even do that?
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[ He spots a food stall and his stomach rights itself to the smell of - ]
Hotdogs? They eat dogs here?
[ It's a survival thing usually, like Nott once said, and surprising to see. The diner sells burgers. ]
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The name of it is... interesting, though. ]
Wait, I haven't even seen any dogs around. Cows, yeah, but not dogs.
[ Which might in one way make it true that it was made of dogs, but also... where would they get it from? He moves over to chat with the robot in charge of the stand. ]
Okay, okay. It's not dogs. It's just called that for some reason.
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[ Snorting, he buys them one each and squirts ketchup and mayonnaise on his. It doesn't taste like a dog! ]
This is so good, holy shit. We need these back home!
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Oh, we do! Sausages in bread and then the red stuff, the onions, the cucumber things... it should be possible!
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[ Dog in hand, he slings an arm over Molly's shoulder to wander the rest of the grounds. ]
There's the Tunnel of Love ... Ooh, la, la, how about it?
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[ Molly wanders with Fjord as they explore, a little happy hum on his lips and arms curled around his lover's waist.
When they see the Tunnel of Love (Molly squints at the name), he looks utterly charmed and curious. ]
Absolutely.
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In his ear, he stage-whispers, ]
You be the captain this time.
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Aye aye. I'll captain you in bed, too.
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[ He pets the tail around his thigh, settling behind so he can stay close enough to kiss Molly whenever the song gets too stupid or the twinkling lights too bright. By mid-way around, he's convinced he knows the real reason of the ride and it's to let couples get just flustered enough that they don't want to get off (the ride, anyway).
Kissing Molly deeply, a hand in his hair and the other rubbing his tail, Fjord hopes they have a couple of more minutes. ]
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