[ Fabian groans a little. Not in the sexy way, but in the more whiny way. The good news is that it doesn't seem to stop him from kissing the other though, his lips pressing against Gorgug's every single time Gorgug's mouth meets his own. ]
There isn't. [ He adds to the groan - and another kiss after.
It's like an attempt to make up for something that can't ever be made up for. Even if they'd try, they would just end up getting more and more time they have to make up for because of these dumb missions. Even if this one was pretty unique in the specific way it separated them, it's not like it didn't happen before. Fabian thinks about the days he spent away from Adaine and Riz in that maze, unable to find them. He thinks about the nights alone in that house in Moorecroft, before Gorgug started to sleep over. He thinks about that dark time in this place, when Gorgug had been possessed and Riz far too antsy to really be up for cuddles.
Fabian isn't ruling out that could happen again. Being separated from Gorgug and Riz again, having to miss out on this again..
It's dumb. ]
We're never going to make up. [ Another kiss. ] It's unfair. [ One kiss more, and Fabian rolling over a little, pressing his body even more closely against Gorgug's own. ] I am going to have to do something about that.
[ Wow, even during kissy, Fabian knows how to sound pouty. It's amazing, really. A talent. Maybe Gorgug shouldn't be egging him on, though it's distracting to think too deeply when you're getting kissed, and when it doesn't seem like that big of a problem, really. How can anything be a problem when you're getting kissed? ]
Mmm? [ Especially when it turns into a body on top of his, if at an angle. His hands come to rest on Fabian's thighs, and he adjusts himself, since he gets the idea--Fabian might want to be on top of him? And that could mean a lot of things, but despite Gorgug's low priority on not egging on Fabian's poutiness, he takes this moment to open his eyes, his arms framing Fabian's body, hands not yet leaving where they are, he has been paying attention. ]
Are you going to learn chronomancy?
[ This is where his mind should be, surely.
(Wasn't Gorgug meant to be learning that, actually?) ]
You're going to learn chronomancy. [ No pressure, dude!
At least it's kind of a callback more so than anything Fabian is deciding on the spot, since Gorgug did say he was going to learn it. Did he take that seriously? Did Fabian take that seriously? Who even knows at this point, yet Gorgug has been given this assignment now. Maybe it's a sign of Fabian having some faith in Gorgug that he's saying it now, like it's something the other obviously could do.
Or maybe he's just a little fed up.
With Gorgug holding him, Fabian scoots even closer, making sure their bodies are fully pressed up against each other at this point. ]
And I will--
[ Fabian stops, hesitates. As if he's realizing the flaw in his plan now: the fact that he doesn't have anything lined up for himself.
He resolves this by quickly kissing Gorgug so he can buy some time, and only then adding: ]
I don't know, I will-- I will go kill something! [ He'll figure out what, but surely that has to be the solution. He has always been taught that's the solution!! He can hear his papa saying it right now!! ]
[ Noooo.... he couldn't get out of learning chronomancy...!!!
Well, you know, it's on the list of things to do. He'll figure it out, he'll get to that book his teacher gave him to take a stab at. Right now, it's a minor distraction that's easy to sweep away when Fabian is in the midst of a complaining session that doesn't require Gorgug to answer for anything. Fabian might be kissing him to give himself time, but does Gorgug really need to be distracted?
No. But the effort is nice. Actually, a lot about this is nice, the more that Gorgug gets to experience it; nevermind Fabian's lacklustre decision about what to do. He closes his eyes, enjoying the weight on him now, lifting one of his arms up Fabian's back to rest snugly. ]
Hey, Fabian? I don't know if you like it, but you're a nice weighted pillow again. [ Mmm. He's smiling a little. ] This helps.
[ The effect is immediate: Fabian goes quiet, despite the fact that he was clearly in a ranting mode just now.
It doesn't take away the pout on his face though. If anything, it almost looks like he's starting to sulk more now. The difference is just that it's less of an outright angry sulk. Instead it almost seems a little bit more flustered.
Or just given in, really. Given in to the fact that he's Gorgug's personal body pillow now.
(It's kind of nice to be held like that, b-but still!!) ]
It helps what?
[ Apparently Fabian got so caught up in ranting that he totally forgot the initial topic he was even ranting about.. ]
Us, enjoying ourselves. Spending time together. I like it.
[ It counts, doesn't it? Gorgug thinks it's count, and he does open his eyes to look at Fabian, just for a peek! And catching that pouty face. But considering that Fabian was in the middle of ranting, he doesn't take it personally, and continues on smiling himself. Gives his boyfriend a bit of a squeeze, like he's getting comfortable with his personal body pillow. ]
You should make a new dance move. A fighting dance move? To kill something with.
[ This is probably not relevant to anything at all, from Fabian's position, but to Gorgug? It is. Things that make Fabian happy. Him going to kill something. If their backlog is about them, then surely it's about their individual happiness that aids in their mutual happiness.
Or maybe it's just that late enough night where Gorgug's had some kisses and is getting his cuddles, so he's in a relaxed and happy dopey mood. ]
[ G-Gorgug, you can't say something that sappy out of nowhere! Think about Fabian! Think about his heart!!
He can't even say anything to that. Which is rare, considering the fact that usually Fabian has something to say about absolutely everything in his life. But Gorgug is making him totally dumbstruck here, just.. leaning against the other for a moment and not saying anything.. B-Baka...
It takes a good minute or two before he speaks up again. Poutily, but in the sort of way where he doesn't sound very angry. More like he's sulking because he's embarrassed.. Embarrassed by the power of his boyfriend.. ]
That's practically what I always do on the battlefield. Do you ever watch me move?
When I can. I watch you when you practice more, [ since that's easier to do than on the battlefield, ] but I know you like that. I just think-- I'd like to see your new stuff. Like I'm making stuff. You put yourself into your moves.
[ His magic, his bard-ness. He could specify his bard dancing, make it a little clearer, but what's the difference anyway? You put yourself into your moves makes sense to Gorgug. He thinks that Fabian must do that more than Gorgug ever could with his artificing: Fabian's equipment is his body. His tools, his craft.
Gorgug isn't looking at Fabian, at least. He's kind of in his own world, getting around to his point. ]
Watching your improvements would be a fun way of catching up. Seeing you grow. I appreciate the way you fight.
[ Did Complimenting 101 have some effect on Gorgug after all...!? ]
For a moment he can't help but wonder if maybe the other took a little too well to his lessons - or maybe this is just some fluke. Some natural Gorgug kindness happening to shape itself in such a way that it's aiming right for Fabian's heart. Because these compliments are a little too good.
It's exactly the sort of thing Fabian wants to hear. Especially when he's been working so hard on it ever since he changed classes during last year's spring break. ]
...
[ He's a little quiet. A little dumbstruck, still. ]
You do?
[ It feels kind of pathetic to ask, but-- look, he's overwhelmed! He doesn't know what else to say! G-Gorgug likes.. the way he fights? Appreciates it? Wants to see more of it? Gorgug like him shaking his booty during battle? ]
Yeah. [ For once, Fabian seems to be the one with few words, while Gorgug-- ] We never get to show ourselves or do the kind of missions we would be doing back home at school if we had an assignment to do, as a group. You had started bard classes the same time I started my artificing, and we, you know-- I miss getting to see Riz in action too, but I think we, we still have a lot to explore.
And I guess I miss all that. What kind of bard... moves are you exploring? Do you need to pull off the same move to do the same kind of spell? Is it just the intent?
[ What if we just talk about Fabian and his bard moves right now, while cuddling him like a comfy, weighted body pillow? Thanks! ]
[ It's strange. What Gorgug is saying is entirely right - if anything, that stupid maze they were made to do when he first showed up here felt the closest like something Aguefort would organize for them, but Gorgug hadn't been here with them back then - and yet Fabian never really stopped to think about it.
Maybe it's just that there's been so many other things to talk about that Fabian never even bothered to think about this. Especially when he never really stopped to talk to the others about dancing back home either. All of them had been busy with their own school work, after all. And none of them were in bard class. (Especially since Fig was skipping out on her own.)
It makes it a little awkward to put it into words now. Not.. bad.
Just new, making Fabian need a little bit more time. ]
It's about.. feelings. [ He starts - tries. He knows it's very different than Gorgug's artificing is, considering the way the other talks about it.. All the books and the work.. ] Ms. Skullcleaver says we have to focus on how dance is always right now. And that you have to pay attention to what your body is trying to tell you.
[ Another small pause, but then, almost as if encouraged just by finally talking about it for once rather than keeping it all to himself: ]
She-- uh. She said I have a special gift, did you know that? And that the world needs it. She said I'm going to change the world.
[ Gorgug listens, about as well as he can. Feelings, listening to your body- what is that in practice? What does that feel like? There's a part to artificing that's about intent: his intent and action is what unlocked his talents in artificing in the first place, that gave that spark of magic for him to use, and his studying thereafter allowing him a larger pool of knowledge. But dance and artificing are different: you have tools already made, you don't create in the moment the magic with your body, your music.
His mind doesn't get that far or deep into thinking about it. It's more something that Gorgug already acknowledges, this difference between their classes that he can't quite imagine. And Fabian's continuing, that mention of his teacher and her words, gets his brows to lift. Curiously, sincerely: ]
[ He lets out a slight huff of laughter at that statement. ]
Better. Don't you know, I'm already--
[ Fabian pauses, his entire body and mind seeming to come to a stop - if not just for a moment - at his sudden realization. Oh, right. Gorgug doesn't.. ]
You don't know. [ It's usually a little easier to remember with Riz that the other is from a while ago - the physical changes a little more apparent, especially on someone going through high school. With Gorgug it's easier to forget, especially with the natural mood they tend to fall into. ] I'm the Ora-cool of Dance now.
[ A very normal thing to say, right. He's saying it casually, yet with pride in his tone.
(Granted, it isn't that strange of a thing to say when you consider the world they come from..) ]
It is such a cool dance title--it even has cool in the name. And from anyone else, it might be purposely cringe, but Gorgug repeats, ] You're ora-cool [ with a certain amount of awe that shows that it's nothing but astonishment. His boyfriend is Ora-cool...! Of Dance!
How can anyone go up from there? Not that Gorgug knows nothing about this title and what it represents, he's now in a certain mode of thinking. And in that mode of thinking, eyes sparkling at Fabian, he asks: ] Am I an Ora-cool too? [ Not just an Ora-cool--! ] --of wizardry?
[ See? This is one of those good things about having a boyfriend. It means that there's always someone out there who is properly appreciating just how cool you are, and just how cool most things about you are. Fabian is practically preening as he's lying there with Gorgug, seeming more proud of himself with every single word that's leaving Gorgug's mouth.
Even the other's question is just kind of endearing, actually. After all, why couldn't Gorgug be, if he'd want to? He's pretty sure Fig would start organizing something right away, just to allow Gorgug to have this specific impression. Maybe Fabian will have to bring it up to her when he sees her again. Gorgug deserves a title too, especially for acknowledging how cool Fabian's is. ]
Well, it means you would have to do something for Adaine. She's the Oracle. That is how you get the title.
[ And.. also a wizard, huh. It might make Gorgug's out-wizarding her a little difficult, especially when Gorgug's wizard thing is a little more of a running joke, but.. ]
[ Wow, he could be an Ora-cool of Wizards. And Adaine's a wizard, so it would be doubly connected to Adaine. Gorgug knows how to connect the dots.
But what could he make for her? He's looking away, considering it. Something for Adaine, Oracle of All The People...
It takes him a moment, but: ] How about a metal servant to help her with her Oracle duties and day to day life? [ ... ] It could get her a soda when she wants one. Or carry her books.
[ Hey, that doesn't sound all that bad to Fabian. If there's anyone who knows how nice it is to have a servant, it's Fabian, after all!
.. though, the more he's thinking about it, the more he has to consider something.. Given that this is Gorgug.. And given what he has seen from Gorgug's creations so far.. ]
So what would that servant look like?
[ That might just be the most important part now. Another weird animal?? ]
[ What would they look like? Gorgug's now looking up as he considers this, in as much serious thought as he does whenever giving anything careful consideration. Adaine's got Boggy, and making another frog wouldn't be right. And she made the puppy before...
...
He answers after five seconds, straight and serious: ]
An owl wearing glasses.
[ His brain has calculated and come out with greatness. ]
He's not laughing at you, Gorgug, he promises! .. okay, maybe he is, just a little bit. But he's mostly just amused at the other arriving at that after a few moments of thought. Fabian could indeed see that match Adaine, but.. ]
Why is it so often birds?
[ He's seen you make so many birds at this point, Gorgug! What's up with that? Is this some Gorgug thing Fabian is only finding out about now? ]
[ Wow, bro?? Gorgug doesn't know what's so funny, looking at Fabian so blankly, not even offended by his laugh. He's only confused, both by that and even the question. ]
Why not? Birds are cool. [ And an owl feels very Adaine-like...!! ]
What animal would you pick? That's not a frog. Or a dog.
[ He seems to give it a moment of consideration, but then-- ]
A hedgehog.
[ Fabian sounds so confident about that. Yet there's no elaboration or anything, despite the confidence in his tone. No, instead he glances over at Gorgug, asking: ]
Gorgug is staring at the ceiling with that, with the most hard-at-work face, eyes on full squint. A hedgehog? They're so.............small.
He doesn't even want to answer Fabian with how much he wants to focus on the idea of a hedgehog, but he will, reluctantly, slowly explaining: ] They can fly. They can swoop in from great distances, and-- don't you think it's cool when they sit on your arm, or your shoulder? You would look cool with a bird. Like an eagle.
[ The bridge of Fabian's nose wrinkles a little bit as he's thinking about it. Not even Gorgug's initial spiel about birds, but more the thing he's saying at the end there.
Because even though he's never really thought about whether birds by themselves are cool or not, of course Fabian has opinions about Owlbears. He's the captain of the team, he's got to have opinions even on their mascot! ]
Isn't the bear part supposed to be the cool part of an owlbear?
[ Yes, yes, Gorgug. He gets the idea. And Fabian even understands the appeal of a big hug - why date a half-orc if you aren't appreciating the good big hugs of it all!! - there's still a very obvious problem to him here. ]
We're talking about coolness, Gorgug! Coolness!
[ Only Fabian Seacaster could get this worked up in a bed without even having sex.. ]
What's cooler, an owlbear hugging someone or one ripping someone to shreds? What is it you think we do on the field?!
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There isn't. [ He adds to the groan - and another kiss after.
It's like an attempt to make up for something that can't ever be made up for. Even if they'd try, they would just end up getting more and more time they have to make up for because of these dumb missions. Even if this one was pretty unique in the specific way it separated them, it's not like it didn't happen before. Fabian thinks about the days he spent away from Adaine and Riz in that maze, unable to find them. He thinks about the nights alone in that house in Moorecroft, before Gorgug started to sleep over. He thinks about that dark time in this place, when Gorgug had been possessed and Riz far too antsy to really be up for cuddles.
Fabian isn't ruling out that could happen again. Being separated from Gorgug and Riz again, having to miss out on this again..
It's dumb. ]
We're never going to make up. [ Another kiss. ] It's unfair. [ One kiss more, and Fabian rolling over a little, pressing his body even more closely against Gorgug's own. ] I am going to have to do something about that.
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Mmm? [ Especially when it turns into a body on top of his, if at an angle. His hands come to rest on Fabian's thighs, and he adjusts himself, since he gets the idea--Fabian might want to be on top of him? And that could mean a lot of things, but despite Gorgug's low priority on not egging on Fabian's poutiness, he takes this moment to open his eyes, his arms framing Fabian's body, hands not yet leaving where they are, he has been paying attention. ]
Are you going to learn chronomancy?
[ This is where his mind should be, surely.
(Wasn't Gorgug meant to be learning that, actually?) ]
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At least it's kind of a callback more so than anything Fabian is deciding on the spot, since Gorgug did say he was going to learn it. Did he take that seriously? Did Fabian take that seriously? Who even knows at this point, yet Gorgug has been given this assignment now. Maybe it's a sign of Fabian having some faith in Gorgug that he's saying it now, like it's something the other obviously could do.
Or maybe he's just a little fed up.
With Gorgug holding him, Fabian scoots even closer, making sure their bodies are fully pressed up against each other at this point. ]
And I will--
[ Fabian stops, hesitates. As if he's realizing the flaw in his plan now: the fact that he doesn't have anything lined up for himself.
He resolves this by quickly kissing Gorgug so he can buy some time, and only then adding: ]
I don't know, I will-- I will go kill something! [ He'll figure out what, but surely that has to be the solution. He has always been taught that's the solution!! He can hear his papa saying it right now!! ]
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Well, you know, it's on the list of things to do. He'll figure it out, he'll get to that book his teacher gave him to take a stab at. Right now, it's a minor distraction that's easy to sweep away when Fabian is in the midst of a complaining session that doesn't require Gorgug to answer for anything. Fabian might be kissing him to give himself time, but does Gorgug really need to be distracted?
No. But the effort is nice. Actually, a lot about this is nice, the more that Gorgug gets to experience it; nevermind Fabian's lacklustre decision about what to do. He closes his eyes, enjoying the weight on him now, lifting one of his arms up Fabian's back to rest snugly. ]
Hey, Fabian? I don't know if you like it, but you're a nice weighted pillow again. [ Mmm. He's smiling a little. ] This helps.
[ You know. Their backlog. It totally helps. ]
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It doesn't take away the pout on his face though. If anything, it almost looks like he's starting to sulk more now. The difference is just that it's less of an outright angry sulk. Instead it almost seems a little bit more flustered.
Or just given in, really. Given in to the fact that he's Gorgug's personal body pillow now.
(It's kind of nice to be held like that, b-but still!!) ]
It helps what?
[ Apparently Fabian got so caught up in ranting that he totally forgot the initial topic he was even ranting about.. ]
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[ It counts, doesn't it? Gorgug thinks it's count, and he does open his eyes to look at Fabian, just for a peek! And catching that pouty face. But considering that Fabian was in the middle of ranting, he doesn't take it personally, and continues on smiling himself. Gives his boyfriend a bit of a squeeze, like he's getting comfortable with his personal body pillow. ]
You should make a new dance move. A fighting dance move? To kill something with.
[ This is probably not relevant to anything at all, from Fabian's position, but to Gorgug? It is. Things that make Fabian happy. Him going to kill something. If their backlog is about them, then surely it's about their individual happiness that aids in their mutual happiness.
Or maybe it's just that late enough night where Gorgug's had some kisses and is getting his cuddles, so he's in a relaxed and happy dopey mood. ]
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He can't even say anything to that. Which is rare, considering the fact that usually Fabian has something to say about absolutely everything in his life. But Gorgug is making him totally dumbstruck here, just.. leaning against the other for a moment and not saying anything.. B-Baka...
It takes a good minute or two before he speaks up again. Poutily, but in the sort of way where he doesn't sound very angry. More like he's sulking because he's embarrassed.. Embarrassed by the power of his boyfriend.. ]
That's practically what I always do on the battlefield. Do you ever watch me move?
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[ His magic, his bard-ness. He could specify his bard dancing, make it a little clearer, but what's the difference anyway? You put yourself into your moves makes sense to Gorgug. He thinks that Fabian must do that more than Gorgug ever could with his artificing: Fabian's equipment is his body. His tools, his craft.
Gorgug isn't looking at Fabian, at least. He's kind of in his own world, getting around to his point. ]
Watching your improvements would be a fun way of catching up. Seeing you grow. I appreciate the way you fight.
[ Did Complimenting 101 have some effect on Gorgug after all...!? ]
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For a moment he can't help but wonder if maybe the other took a little too well to his lessons - or maybe this is just some fluke. Some natural Gorgug kindness happening to shape itself in such a way that it's aiming right for Fabian's heart. Because these compliments are a little too good.
It's exactly the sort of thing Fabian wants to hear. Especially when he's been working so hard on it ever since he changed classes during last year's spring break. ]
...
[ He's a little quiet. A little dumbstruck, still. ]
You do?
[ It feels kind of pathetic to ask, but-- look, he's overwhelmed! He doesn't know what else to say! G-Gorgug likes.. the way he fights? Appreciates it? Wants to see more of it? Gorgug like him shaking his booty during battle? ]
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And I guess I miss all that. What kind of bard... moves are you exploring? Do you need to pull off the same move to do the same kind of spell? Is it just the intent?
[ What if we just talk about Fabian and his bard moves right now, while cuddling him like a comfy, weighted body pillow? Thanks! ]
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[ It's strange. What Gorgug is saying is entirely right - if anything, that stupid maze they were made to do when he first showed up here felt the closest like something Aguefort would organize for them, but Gorgug hadn't been here with them back then - and yet Fabian never really stopped to think about it.
Maybe it's just that there's been so many other things to talk about that Fabian never even bothered to think about this. Especially when he never really stopped to talk to the others about dancing back home either. All of them had been busy with their own school work, after all. And none of them were in bard class. (Especially since Fig was skipping out on her own.)
It makes it a little awkward to put it into words now. Not.. bad.
Just new, making Fabian need a little bit more time. ]
It's about.. feelings. [ He starts - tries. He knows it's very different than Gorgug's artificing is, considering the way the other talks about it.. All the books and the work.. ] Ms. Skullcleaver says we have to focus on how dance is always right now. And that you have to pay attention to what your body is trying to tell you.
[ Another small pause, but then, almost as if encouraged just by finally talking about it for once rather than keeping it all to himself: ]
She-- uh. She said I have a special gift, did you know that? And that the world needs it. She said I'm going to change the world.
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His mind doesn't get that far or deep into thinking about it. It's more something that Gorgug already acknowledges, this difference between their classes that he can't quite imagine. And Fabian's continuing, that mention of his teacher and her words, gets his brows to lift. Curiously, sincerely: ]
You're gonna become the Master of Dance?
[ A title that surely exists? ]
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Better. Don't you know, I'm already--
[ Fabian pauses, his entire body and mind seeming to come to a stop - if not just for a moment - at his sudden realization. Oh, right. Gorgug doesn't.. ]
You don't know. [ It's usually a little easier to remember with Riz that the other is from a while ago - the physical changes a little more apparent, especially on someone going through high school. With Gorgug it's easier to forget, especially with the natural mood they tend to fall into. ] I'm the Ora-cool of Dance now.
[ A very normal thing to say, right. He's saying it casually, yet with pride in his tone.
(Granted, it isn't that strange of a thing to say when you consider the world they come from..) ]
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It is such a cool dance title--it even has cool in the name. And from anyone else, it might be purposely cringe, but Gorgug repeats, ] You're ora-cool [ with a certain amount of awe that shows that it's nothing but astonishment. His boyfriend is Ora-cool...! Of Dance!
How can anyone go up from there? Not that Gorgug knows nothing about this title and what it represents, he's now in a certain mode of thinking. And in that mode of thinking, eyes sparkling at Fabian, he asks: ] Am I an Ora-cool too? [ Not just an Ora-cool--! ] --of wizardry?
[ Fabian...! ]
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Even the other's question is just kind of endearing, actually. After all, why couldn't Gorgug be, if he'd want to? He's pretty sure Fig would start organizing something right away, just to allow Gorgug to have this specific impression. Maybe Fabian will have to bring it up to her when he sees her again. Gorgug deserves a title too, especially for acknowledging how cool Fabian's is. ]
Well, it means you would have to do something for Adaine. She's the Oracle. That is how you get the title.
[ And.. also a wizard, huh. It might make Gorgug's out-wizarding her a little difficult, especially when Gorgug's wizard thing is a little more of a running joke, but.. ]
Can you think of something you could do for her?
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But what could he make for her? He's looking away, considering it. Something for Adaine, Oracle of All The People...
It takes him a moment, but: ] How about a metal servant to help her with her Oracle duties and day to day life? [ ... ] It could get her a soda when she wants one. Or carry her books.
[ He's a genius. ]
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.. though, the more he's thinking about it, the more he has to consider something.. Given that this is Gorgug.. And given what he has seen from Gorgug's creations so far.. ]
So what would that servant look like?
[ That might just be the most important part now. Another weird animal?? ]
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...
He answers after five seconds, straight and serious: ]
An owl wearing glasses.
[ His brain has calculated and come out with greatness. ]
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He's not laughing at you, Gorgug, he promises! .. okay, maybe he is, just a little bit. But he's mostly just amused at the other arriving at that after a few moments of thought. Fabian could indeed see that match Adaine, but.. ]
Why is it so often birds?
[ He's seen you make so many birds at this point, Gorgug! What's up with that? Is this some Gorgug thing Fabian is only finding out about now? ]
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Why not? Birds are cool. [ And an owl feels very Adaine-like...!! ]
What animal would you pick? That's not a frog. Or a dog.
[ Because those are her animal familiars!! ]
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A hedgehog.
[ Fabian sounds so confident about that. Yet there's no elaboration or anything, despite the confidence in his tone. No, instead he glances over at Gorgug, asking: ]
Why do you think birds are cool?
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....
Gorgug is staring at the ceiling with that, with the most hard-at-work face, eyes on full squint. A hedgehog? They're so.............small.
He doesn't even want to answer Fabian with how much he wants to focus on the idea of a hedgehog, but he will, reluctantly, slowly explaining: ] They can fly. They can swoop in from great distances, and-- don't you think it's cool when they sit on your arm, or your shoulder? You would look cool with a bird. Like an eagle.
[ He pauses, and now looks at Fabian. ]
An owlbear's a bird.
[ This means something, obviously. Hoot growl. ]
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Because even though he's never really thought about whether birds by themselves are cool or not, of course Fabian has opinions about Owlbears. He's the captain of the team, he's got to have opinions even on their mascot! ]
Isn't the bear part supposed to be the cool part of an owlbear?
[ This always felt pretty obvious to him!!! ]
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[ They're so cuddly, Fabian. Gorgug is calling the mascot of their team cuddly. ]
Big big arms warm to the hug, [ he adds, as if Fabian needs help to imagine the coziness of an owlbear. ]
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We're talking about coolness, Gorgug! Coolness!
[ Only Fabian Seacaster could get this worked up in a bed without even having sex.. ]
What's cooler, an owlbear hugging someone or one ripping someone to shreds? What is it you think we do on the field?!
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