week 2 curfew (cats and catboy)

[siffriend]

i'll put something here when i get home

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[siffriend]

[ Siffrin thinks. Or doesn't think actually. Not a thought behind that smile, just playing with their cloak idly.

... Sorry give him a moment, ]

And he wouldn't admit he was cold, huh? [ Oddly prideful... ] Urianger won't refuse a gift from a friend.

[allrounder]

Indeed, he would not.

[ G'raha grins at the memory, but that grin softens at Siffrin's words. Urianger really is incredibly soft at heart. He would be honored with a gift. ]

Would you like to know that tale? [ He's gonna launch into it anyway... ] These creatures known as loporrits resided on our moon and demanded that they see Etheirys for themselves, so he brought them there.

'Tis a shame you could not see the scene yourself... Urianger trailing a veritable horde of little moon rabbits.

[siffriend]

[ He launched into it anyway... Siffrin sits up a little bit, resting against their hand.

(You really could listen to him all night, couldn't you.) ]

So rabbits really live on the moon? [ Wow. ] Did they make you feel tall?

[ local shortie has no leg to stand on ]

[allrounder]

[ WOW???? Siffrin is such a bully, he can’t believe this—

Except he totally can and it’s a real shame that they don’t have something he can swipe right about now. ]

Likely as tall as they would make you feel.

[ There’s a twist of amusement to his smile, and maybe some self-satisfaction too. Look, he’s learning to fight back… for a total of a few seconds but it’s fine. ]

[siffriend]

[ Wooooow, how stunning. He's fighting back. Siffrin is happy about that though, trying to bite back a small grin. Heart in his throat the usual-- ]

I can be taller than you in half a minute. If I wanted.

[allrounder]

[ He almost laughs. ]

Pray tell, how would you grow taller so quickly?

[ There’s no magic here, after all, and the thought of heels doesn’t even cross his mind. ]

[siffriend]

[ Unfortunately they're locked in so Siffrin can't get taller heels than what offers them such a close height in the first place--

but they can smoothly roll onto their feet and up a tree, swinging down by their knees to look at him. Not even half a minute's time, fast as they are. ]

Like that.

[allrounder]

[ He simply looks at Siffrin in shock, allowing a few seconds to pass before words finally come to him. ]

Ah. I daresay you accomplished growing taller. [ His gaze stays focused on Siffrin, thinking. ] Do you lie in wait in that manner to ambush your foes?

[ He can see it easily. ]

[siffriend]

And to scare my family members.

[ They pull themselves back up, resting in the branch comfortably with a leg hung off. Definitely used to it. Casual and cool, genuinely this time, the way someone leans on a wall. ]

Might wanna make a habit of looking up when you're in here, G'raha.

[ They aren't gonna STAY up here. But it's cute to see G'raha below them. ]

[allrounder]

[ For just a moment, he—

Hm.

It's like a little blip, like G'raha has caught himself looking up at them for a moment too long. But, catching himself, he smiles. ]

Otherwise you will ambush me?

[siffriend]

Yup. I'll drop right by you and puff that tail of yours up.

[ Half a joke, half... something else, a bit of tease. Banter that Siffrin's had with their family members in the past.

(Ahhh. Just swallow it, Siffrin.) ]

... It'd be pretty [ cute ] funny.

[allrounder]

[ Wow? Puff up his tail? He tilts his head, clearly doubtful about that. ]

Would it? I do have fast reflexes. Mayhap I would steal something of yours in exchange.

[siffriend]

I'd like to see you try.

[ For now, though, one leg becomes two as he lands back down on the ground, silent as a coeurl wildcat.

And then flopping back by G'raha, not... too far, but far enough. Respectful distance. ]

You just seem like the kinda guy who'd jump at someone appearing out of nowhere.

[allrounder]

[ Siffrin settles back down and so G'raha does too, flopping onto his back, pillowing his head with his arms. ]

You believe so? My combat skills are nothing to scoff at, Siffrin.

[ He yawns, finding this position comfortable. Or maybe he's going to knock out soon. Who can say, really. ]

We should have a go at sparring one morning.

[siffriend]

[ (...

You don't think that's a good idea.) ]

Sure. That sounds fun.

[ Siffrin's own position turns to one more curled up, tugging the cloak around them a little tighter and watching G'raha from the side. ]

Loser has to wear the most ridiculous outfit we can find for the whole day.

[allrounder]

[ He turns his head just so he can look at them, a small, amused smile settling on his lips. ]

I'll agree to it, then. I shall accept your most ridiculous in the event I lose.