yogen | [CLOSED] Good or bad, you only have a limited time to spend time together.

[It's one of those days where the occult club is set up, and Lucifer or someone else has deposited a Nene into the room. It's not long before Clamor waves her over, a small arrangement of rocks sitting on the teacher's desk in front of him (which he has claimed for himself today, of course).]

Oh, Nene! If you're not busy, maybe you could give me a hand with this? [plus there are some other things he needs to discuss with her... but also, she would probably appreciate the meowing hex.]

[It hasn't been long since the re-binding ritual, and... they still can't get past the school courtyard. Which is kind of the opposite of what they all said would happen after that night, but look, it's fine, it's a work in progress. Clamor isn't worried about that.

anyway, turns out doing multiple extended rituals and lots of spellcasting and claw-deflecting in between and also maybe? dying?? kinda takes a lot out of you. Clamor sleeps like a corpse for the entire day afterwards, and even after all that he doesn't really want to get up... but alas, he does have to eat something eventually. So that's why he's over in the home ec wing, making himself toast or a sandwich or something else easy for a starving wizard to slap together quickly. Also a can of coffee, because that's a thing he's been told the vending machine has. A very balanced breakfast(?).]

[The good news is someone probably told Noah what happened in the mission, that or he figured it out secondhand from snooping in people's conversations like a little gremlin child. Letting Clamor sleep for once is a good thing! Even if sleep comes from... you know, suffering.

He's not expecting to see Clamor up and moving around when he pokes his head into the kitchen, though, and when he catches sight of the clearly sleep-deprived half-elf bumbling around, the first thing out of Noah's mouth is a very wry,]

Is that toast going to become something else?

[He does not trust your eating habits, dad.]

...how are you feeling anyway? [A little warmer this time.] Um... I can make you pancakes, if you want. Sidney taught me how a while back.

Oh- um. What is it?

( to be honest, she's not sure what all she could possibly do- but the distraction is welcome, after the week of worry for sou, hajun and mr. wolfe. ... and hey, no one's probably gone missing yet? yet. still, she's walking over and looking at what he's got. )

[His eating habits are fine!! When they're not rationing food, anyway... his cooking skills aren't that bad. Today, though, uhh. might be warranted. He gives Noah a blank stare while his sleep-addled brain tries to come up with an answer better than "it's going to become........... toast."

not anymore, I guess. pancakes sound better.]

I feel fine! Really. [he probably had to tell that to Lucifer like twelve times before he was allowed to go sleep in his homeroom] Pancakes would be fantastic. I'll give you a hand with it.

[he has..... rocks!! check out this rock. so cool. npckun should be paying him to show off all these cool rocks.]

Oh, well, you know about Lucifer's young friends that have been helping with the club, right? The, ah, [he really doesn't wanna say "cultists" so let's go with] Satanists? We wanted to make something for them as a thank you gift, so I've been trying to modify some of Lucifer's hexes to work with my magitech... it's been a bit tricky, but I think I have a method figured out.

Do you want to try it for me? It's completely harmless, I promise.

( oh clamor. if nene wasn't friends with hikaru, she'd probably be just as worried about 'satanists' as she would 'cultists'. but she knows hikaru likes the occult and stuff on some level, so she just nods. )

Try... what exactly? Casting it, or...? 'Cause I dunno if I can do that.

( she says, as hanako's priestess. )

[Pancakes are always better anyhow. Especially ones with chocolate chips! Of which the kitchen should now have in abundance, so get ready, Clamor, we're having breakfast at fuckall in the afternoon. Noah makes his way to the stove, which he kind of knows how to use now, and starts pulling stuff out from the cabinets overhead... he's tiny, though, so he climbs onto the countertop nearby to do it.

No, he's not accepting help, thanks.]

...okay. I was going to make chocolate chip ones, [the best ones, and the only ones Noah knows how to make,] if you want to find the chocolate chips in the other cabinets. ...unless you don't want chocolate, and then, um...

[Can you like... put strawberries in pancake mix? Is that allowed? Or like, blueberries...]

[It's been a few days since Sidney's return from the fourth floor, and while "calmed down" is a bit too strong of a phrase for the current atmosphere (there's already been another slew of disappearances), it can at least be said that everyone's had some time to process things. Sidney is safe again, if not whole. Lucifer's visits have become more frequent lately, and they've both been stepping up to help with Sidney's recovery, and...

Okay, there's just a lot of flirting and kissing and "love you"s going on here. Clamor is far from being experienced with romance, but even he can't keep burying himself in denial when faced with this. Did he miss something? When did they all become a thing?? Because he'd argue that maybe he's not part of whatever Lucifer and Sidney have going on, but they damn well don't shy away from including him. Is no one going to address this?

No, because Clamor is going to address this. They are having a meeting.

Mercifully, he leaves a note for Sara ahead of time to stay out of class 1-C for their "private meeting between adults"... no he is not going to explain what it's for, just that it's nothing she has to worry about and he'd really appreciate some privacy. And also maybe if she could distract Noah for awhile, please. But with that taken care of, all he has to do is ask Lucifer to stop by later and let Sidney know so he won't try to wander off, and once they're alone in the room together...

Clamor locks the door behind him as he enters, smiling the same as always.]

Oh, perfect. Now that we're all here... we need to have a talk.

( sidney's been tired. even after some time of rest, with their current situation it's just... a lot, and he can't really recover when he's also dealing with this sort of sleeping conditions and rations.

he's also been affectionate the moment he's been given the go, he knows. it's nice, being able to do that, actually- but he's also relying on clamor and lucifer a lot. sara and noah too, when they're there. he's not used to being the one needing help, even though he talks about everyone needing it sometimes. it's...

...

not important right now. what's important is that clamor wants to talk, and sidney is sitting down and leaning heavily on lucifer, head on the other's shoulder, because he can and because he feels unbalanced even now. it's- it's fine. )

Did something happen, Clamor?

[but Satan sounds like a fine young man!! He can't be a bad person if he's Lucifer's brother :)]

Sure you can! It's not a difficult spell, and I can walk you through all the steps. Unless you'd rather be a test subject instead. [I mean, she can be both. how much do you like cats, Nene...]

[why is he climbing onto the counter—] Be careful, Noah! At least use a chair!

[SIGHING. HE'S TOO TIRED TO WRANGLE HIS SON HELP he's just gonna... stand close by and pray Noah doesn't slip and hurt himself, please, you're making brunchpper so much more stressful than it needs to be. how is he supposed to find chocolate chips when he has to be on standby to save Noah from cracking his head open on the countertop??]

... You can put chocolate chips in yours. Just don't overdue it, too much chocolate is bad for you. [he's already going for the fruit... also it somehow just occurred to me that you could put nuts in pancakes if you really wanted to?? what the fuck you can put ANYTHING in pankcakes, insane

maybe not strawberries, though, because... red sure is a colour he can still remember vividly. he pauses at those before putting them away again. blueberries are the superior pancake additive anyway.]

[HE IS VERY SMALL CLAMOR HE CANNOT REACH THE TOP CABINET SHELF :(]

Don't need a chair. There's a perfectly good countertop right here.

[With ingredients successfully claimed from the precarious reaches of the top shelves, Noah jumps down from the counters with a dull thud of shoes landing on tile, arms full of bags of pancake stuff. You sure can put anything in pancakes, which is Noah's reaction when Clamor goes for the healthy option of blueberries. What if they mixed blueberries and chocolate chips, would that slap or what...]

I know too much chocolate is bad for you. [Kind of not listening because the second he has his little goblin hands on the bag of chocolate chips, he's shoveling a handful into his mouth and just eating them like that.] I'm not going to add that much.

[And, you know, Noah's new to this chef thing so when he goes to dump flour into the bowl to make pancake mix, he 100% gets smacked in the face with a massive puff of flour dust from pouring it too fast and flinches away from said cloud with both eyes closed. What the fuck, rude.]

[Lucifer, meanwhile, is living his best life because he has two cute mens he can dote on whenever the hell he wants, which means he's taking full advantage of it. Romantic as he is — a hidden trait from a man who's too prideful to even hold others on his same pedestal, usually — he can't help it. Pride isn't just raising oneself up; if they deserve it, he'll raise others up, too. Which is, you know, precisely what he wants to do to Sidney and Clamor; if they take pride in themselves, he gets a kick of enjoyment from it. Demons are attracted to sin, after all, no matter how small.

His caretaking is never-ending currently, and that means he's absolutely letting Sidney use him as a pillow and he's absolutely thrilled to continue to do so, as long as Sidney needs.

And then Clamor comes in, and the door is locked, and the words we need to have a talk register. If Lucifer were an anxious man, he'd think that means something bad, but of course Lucifer simply thinks this means: Something happened in this cesspool we're all trapped in, we're going to war.]

What's the matter?

[The smile, though... hm. What could possibly be up?]

[THE COUNTERTOP IS NOT FOR STANDING— NOAAAAHH—

Clamor is just gonna snatch that bag of chocolate chips back after Noah gets his mouthful... please, he is going to be measuring those for you, thanks. Noah is getting one (1) small cup of chocolate chips in his pancake mix as any sensible recipe would recommend.

... and then Clamor is going to sneak a couple for himself, because pancakes aren't vegan anyway so it's fine for him to have a bit of chocolate. rip his diet.]

You're supposed to put it in slowly... honestly, Noah, you'd make a terrible alchemist. That's how you get a lab explosion. [considering like 50% of all alchemy uses whole grain flour for some reason, and also fun fact: flour is highly flammable while airborne. he waves some of the dust away with a hand, though, and he'll grab a small towel for Noah if he needs it.]

Edited (chocolate cups) 2021-09-09 09:34 (UTC)

[He sighs, a little of his frustration seeping out... but if it was something dangerous or upsetting, he'd probably start with that right away. Instead he crosses the room to where they're seated, pulling out a chair and sitting himself down across from them. He leans forward, elbows propped on his knees, hands steepled just under his chin.

just... give him a minute here to prepare himself. this is serious. he has to just come out and say it already.]

So. About us. Is this just a casual thing, or are you two more... involved? [were they already dating before??? fuck if he knows, maybe he's just their casual +1, that's kind of what he's used to being at best...]

Don't get me wrong. I'm perfectly fine with this arrangement, it's just... I know we talked about dates, but no one's said anything about dating.

( so

gonna be honest

he wasn't expecting this. maybe he should have been? but he's not been at his usual standards for a bit. great injuries do that- he's getting back up there, though. but sidney is still visibly caught off guard, confused and almost at a loss at the question before...

god damn it they really just assumed, huh. after a moment, sidney shifts just a bit to lean forward. )

Clamor, when I said I love you both, I did mean both. I want you in my life, as a serious partner, just as much as I want Lucifer the same way.

( ~~oh god if his mother could hear him now.~~ )

Edited (cODE GOOF) 2021-09-09 17:02 (UTC)

[What the fuck dad his chocolate fuckin' chippies!!! He sees you eating those!!]

Well, it didn't explode. It's just flour.

[Sir. But anyway, he's clearly listening a little bit, since he pours in the sugar a lot more slowly and actually bothers to measure it out too, before he realises he's being offered a towel and takes it to pat the flour off of his cheeks. It's not like the flour makes him look any paler than he already is.]

Oh, we need a...

...what're they called...

...

A whipper.

[A WHISK?]

This thing. [He adds, after he pulls said whisk out of a nearby drawer and sets it next to the bowl. Still need to add eggs... wait. Looks at Clamor.] ...Milk and eggs are supposed to go in pancakes, but you can't eat those, right? What do we add instead?

[You know, if Asmo were here, he'd be laughing his ass off, which is not a comforting thought at all.]

And I believe I mentioned caring deeply for you both in the same way at the time. [Pause. Let him reword that; Lucifer's always been a bit stubborn when it comes to emotions.] What I mean to say is, I do love you both, and I apologise for making that unclear to you.

I will say this, though. To me, dates are part of dating, and when I mentioned a while back that I would enjoy showing the two of you off, I meant it. Not just parading you around as yourselves, but as mine.

I wouldn't say it's been unclear... [ugh he feels kind of embarrassed for even asking now, but it's obviously too late to back out. he just wanted to be sure, okay!! isn't it normal to communicate these things?? what happened to the "ask" in "ask them out"]

... well, I didn't want to make any assumptions. Emotions were running high... I was under the impression that humans preferred monogamy, and I wouldn't even know where to start with demon culture—

But I'm glad! ["relieved" might be a better word, but the result is the same. he'd been a bit anxious before, but now he finally starts to relax and ease back into a smile. just being able to hear that "I love you" again, knowing that it's equal and not purely circumstantial... it's enough to make his heart flutter, and maybe he doesn't have to think about how rarely he's been told those words in the past, if they ever meant anything at all.

none of that matters right now. he just wants to be happy for once.]

Honestly, I just wish you'd both said something sooner! I love you both, too—sorry, I guess I missed my chance to say that before, didn't it? But I really do. I should've said something sooner...

Ah... I haven't been thinking clearly lately. I'm sorry, Clamor. Had I been in better condition, I would have made sure you knew fully and were okay with everything.

( that said, clamor seems to accept their answers? so sidney reaches out to him, an open invitation to come closer. he wants his sweet elf, okay... but he does crack a smile, too. )

You've nothing to be sorry for. Though... I'll admit, I'd been flirting for months.

( back touches while teaching how to cook, anybody? )

( you know what we'll find out if nene's allowed to learn magic later. so while she's excited, and visibly so actually... nene draws back ever so slightly, shaking her head. )

We can test it on me, I don't mind. I know you wouldn't do anything bad.

I assumed that you were well aware of how I felt about you when we were alone in your homeroom that day.

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Lucifer does not elaborate further on that, if Sidney's mind wants to wander it's free to. ...but also it's Clamor, so, how far can it wander, really. (Sorry.)]

Come here, Clamor. We have lost time to make up for, don't we?

[Lucifer what does that mean—]

[A whipper......... well, he's not a chef either so he's not gonna correct it. It's a whipper for today.

He was just gonna let Noah ruin his diet, honestly, but oh... if he's going to ask anyway, sure, they're vegan pancakes now.] I think we just need some baking soda and vegetable oil... and there should be soy milk in the fridge. I haven't made them before, but I asked Lucifer about it last time he made breakfast.

[except it's baking powder, not soda, but like how different could those two things be?? he also doesn't know the measurements. but there's no way this could go wrong, right, even vegan pancakes are super simple...

too hungry to consider his hubris. and he hasn't seen Sidney since he woke up and Lucifer can't exist in the same room as Noah, so...]

Hmm... maybe we should make a small test batch first? Just to be sure they turn out okay.

[Oh... he actually looks a little disappointed when she reels in her excitement, though he tries not to let it show. Enthusiastic students are his favourite kind! But he doesn't want to force her if she doesn't feel ready yet...]

Hmm... alright, how about I show you how it's done, and then if you'd like you can try it on me next, okay? It's always good to try something more than once, just to be sure! [and then he won't have to feel bad about pranking her, even if it's pretty harmless

prepping the spell for a test will take a little time, though, so he can multitask. he draws out the circle on a sheet of paper, making sure that it's visible for Nene to watch.]

Actually, there's something else I wanted to talk to you about too... do you remember what we talked about before, about spirits and the wisteria tree?

( oh no... oh no she made one of the dads sad. but... ... okay, that sounds... like a reasonable compromise. so nene nods, scooting just a bit closer to watch with wide eyes.

and then the tree comes up- )

Ah- yeah. Did something happen?

[Noah Knows the dietary restrictions, and he cares enough about Clamor to suffer through vegan pancakes. Well... he's not actually that picky, and he's pretty sure they'll taste the same, but... "suffer". He's "suffering".

Absolutely no way this could go wrong though, yeah. Noah's already fishing out the soy milk (how do you milk a soy), vegetable oil, and baking soda.]

Good idea.

[Measurements are... uh... well, he put two eggs in the mix last time, so they need enough oil to account for two eggs, right... and then like a cup of milk and baking soda. Yeah. That's how cooking works (someone call Sidney).

Midway through mixing, Noah looks up at Clamor as he's having the realisation that the batter is a little too slimy, thanks oil, and...]

...hey, uh? Did something happen? You didn't always have that many tallies, did you...?

[Clamor who did you kill.]

Well... you could say that, yeah. It's about what happened a few weeks ago, when Hanako asked some of us to talk with the gardener. [he asked them to kill the gardener actually but look, that detail isn't important right now]

I didn't see everything that happened myself, but... while we were in the void, Amami and I almost became absorbed into the tree there. The others said we started to dissolve and turn into blue lights in the branches, like the flowers. [and they've already talked about the whole human-souls-might-be-in-the-tree thing somewhere in timey-wimey handwave land, so... yeah.] Luckily, it was stopped before we could be taken in completely. But I think it's safe to say that what you heard about the tree and it's connection to the students here is right.

Sorry... I know it's a morbid topic, but I thought you'd want to know. You should be careful around that tree.

Edited 2021-09-24 09:28 (UTC)

[Hmmmmm... this doesn't look like normal pancake batter... is vegan supposed to be slimier?? He reaches over for the container of mix.] Did you put in enough dry ingredients? Maybe we should add more...

[... except then Noah catches sight of his tallies, and. yeah. Actually, Clamor hasn't thought to check those yet either, not really expecting anything to be different... but lo and behold, he has a new one. He pauses, staring at his wrist.]

Huh.

[and then after a moment he gently slides his sleeve back down.] That's weird! Wonder how that got there.

[it's fine

don't ask any questions just accept that this is fine and nothing bad happened and clamor didn't technically die the other day

dwbi]

[stares

at

him

and then unceremoniously adds an extra cup of dry ingredients to the mix without breaking eye contact]

...Clamor.

[Noah reaches out with his slightly flour-y little hands to try and pull that sleeve back up, sir, you are not escaping. He's not insane, right, there's an extra tally there? He only knows that tallies are gained from killing, and then thinks he's gone a little insane — there's absolutely no way that Clamor has killed anybody, it's Clamor and his death count legally is in Noah's hands (kind of literally?) save for the fact that he's got legs now and isn't being swung around by a reckless child.

...maybe when they were first discussing tallies which is just a thing I'm going to assume happened, they miscounted the first time...

...

In a low whisper, he hisses:]

...who did you kill? And why are you trying to hide it from me? Aren't we partners? Do you not trust me anymore?

[Clamor doesn't put up a fight, even though there's flour all over his sleeve now... but that's a thought far from his mind right now. He sighs, his smile dropping.]

Noah... no, I'm sorry, that wasn't fair of me. [trying to sweep something like this under the rug, like they don't know all about that night Noah woke up clawing tallies into his wrist. it isn't something he should be lying about.] I don't think I did... and there were only eight last week, I'm sure of it. I really don't know where this one came from.

[... but

but he can guess. what might be related to it.]

... Nao had only one tally, didn't she? [one tally, and one death. haha.]

Uh... I don't know, I think so, but I only ever said "hi" to her and then walked away.

[Like, literally, he walked up to her, said hi, got too shy to exist and then went and sat in a corner for the rest of the family meeting. He's avoided her like the plague ever since.]

What does Nao have to do with this anyway? She didn't do anything to you, did she?

No, no, it's not like that. [please, do not run out of this room seeking vengeance on Nao—] It's just... well, she was "dead" once, wasn't she? Before she was put in that display case...

[and... maybe he also "died" the other day. he just got better after. he thinks.]

... A-anyway, we don't know anything for sure. There could be lots of reasons for tally marks besides the ones we know about.

[You know him so well, because he was absolutely about to. Noah squints and connects some dots, but none of that makes sense. Nao was dead and got a tally, he guesses? But Clamor getting an extra doesn't make sense because he's right fucking here.

~~sighs sadly, knowingly~~]

...yeah, maybe. You're not... implying something bad happened to you, are you?

[S t a r e s]

Nothing serious! Well, uh, nothing... permanent... [ahaha... please don't be mad at him for this]

We ended up in the void when we were talking with gardener, and then a fight broke out. While everyone else was busy with that, I saw Amami fall unconscious, and when I tried to get to him I also fell unconscious. [said in a slightly embarrassed tone because damn, he sure didn't help with that one huh. he rubs the back of his neck sheepishly.]

After I passed out... apparently, we both started to dissolve? Lucifer did something to stop it, but he said he thought I was dead until we all suddenly appeared somewhere else. [just........ casually leaves out every gory detail, its fine,] Sorry, I know that's probably hard to follow and I'm not sure of all the details myself, but that's the only thing I can think of.

But everything turned out fine, so you don't have to worry about that part at all, really!

[NOTHING PERMANENT...]

You started to dissolve?! [Hello?!] Why did you start to dissolve?! What?! What do you mean it "turned out fine", did you get healed or something?!

[Where's the healer, hello? Noah needs to speak to them immediately. Now his floury little hands are pulling up Clamor's sleeves further like he's going to see some scars from dissolving or something. Does dissolving scar?

Clamor are you good?!]

Noah, I'm fine. I promise. [please, you're getting him all flour-y...]

I don't know. Whatever happened... undid itself? I think it was because of the tree... [which is. something he needs to discuss with Nene, meanwhile, but that's for another thread] I feel fine, and I'm not injured, so let's leave it at that for now, okay? Acting without knowing the full picture won't do us any favours.

[and besides... he hasn't eaten in over a day? hello?? please he just wants these pancake to exist in an edible state, he's going to try stirring the mix some more and hoping the extra dry stuff is enough to balance the rest out.]

No, no—it's fine, Sidney! You don't have to apologize for anything, either. [because yeah, he'd kinda lost an arm at the time and was waiting for medical treatment, it's fair that he didn't think to check... and Clamor wasn't exactly open about his insecurities from the start. haha.] And... and I know, [they have not been subtle] I guess I'm just used to... I mean, I've been flirted with before, but no one was ever really serious about it, since—

[he

has not broached the half-elf topic

and instead of doing that, he just laughs awkwardly and pretends he wasn't about to say something else. yeah, this is fine. I mean, neither of them even have elves in their worlds, right? let's just not think about it.

he'd rather get up and join the gay cuddlepile Sidney and Lucifer have all warmed up for him, so he'll do exactly that, hello, just send him to tiddy heaven he's here to embrace them both]

[Mii music playing in Noah's brain...]

...okay. S...sorry.

[One last little squint, though, and then Noah finally moves his floury l'il hands away and goes back to trying to help Clamor out... which, because Clamor's taken the mix now, is really just Noah standing there for emotional support. When he thinks Clamor isn't looking, he wanders to go sneak another bite of chocolate chips... do not perceive him.

Anyway, the dry stuff seems to make their disastrous pancake mix less ?? slimy ?? so that's good at least; there's a pan on the stovetop (not hot yet) awaiting Cursed Pancakes. Noah flips the burner on as Sidney showed him that day when they first made pancakes together. That's probably the one part of this he hasn't majorly fucked up so far.]

[He is perceiving... but he doesn't say anything this time, because maybe Noah deserves another handful of emotional support chips after all that.

i dont know what this monstrosity of a recipe would actually look like short of concocting it myself, so let's just assume they get it to a ???normal??? consistency. which is probably still a generous statement, but whatever, it's fine, it'll probably be mostly edible. now its waiting for the burner to heat up time...]

... You don't have to apologize for anything. I was... being reckless, I suppose.

[looking back, he did a lot of reckless things. he knows he's not a combat mage, even his one attempt at going on the offensive only ended up putting everyone in danger... and if Kazuki hadn't been the person he was deep down, it all could've ended disastrously. would they have been able to win, exhausted as they were, if Kazuki had gone all-out?

but he wanted to do something. he couldn't just stand by and let others deal with these problems for him. everyone else has been working so hard... what has he been doing, really?]

I'm sorry, Noah. I didn't mean to make you worry... I just wanted to help.

Ah... ( meng yao had told her to be careful too, and she'd managed to appease him at the least, but with clamor it feels more like a gentle request from her papa. it makes it so much harder to try and justify. ) I will. I've been really careful after Shuichi-kun broke a branch...

( which she feels absolutely awful about, but also, doing that put them both to sleep under the tree for several hours. ... it was a cozy nap at the time, but now? yyyyyikes. )

I'm really glad you're okay though. And it's okay, I don't mind. It's important... I have something to tell you too, actually, but it's not about the tree.

No, I-I know you did.

[Please, now he feels guilty for being worried. Clamor's always so earnest, always wants the best for people, so who is Noah to get all concerned anyway? He tells himself that Clamor probably knows what he's doing and not to fret, but...]

I think you were probably more helpful than you think. You're a spirit mage, and Kazuki is a... spirit of a type, right? [Something something Noah's only heard passing rumours about the guy.] I doubt Amami and whoever else went with you has much expertise in that area, so don't look so sad, okay?

[He goes to pat Clamor on the shoulder and then remembers his floury little hands and decides against it, and then decides that maybe he should wash them off? How did he make this much of a mess in the first place, what was wrong with the Noah of 5 minutes ago... the burner is probably heated up a bit by now at least.]

[Ah yes, their classic feedback loop. Clamor's attempt to apologize and make Noah feel better only makes Noah feel bad and want to apologize so Clamor feels better...

Obviously, this only makes Clamor feel bad for making Noah feel bad again, so now—]

It's fine, I know I did my best. I am a spirit mage... but I know when I've gone in over my head. I mean, I work with artificial spirits, so I can't say I've ever had to soothe a rampaging one before....

[he may have exaggerated his talents on the interview, just a tad.]

It was my mistake, and you were right to be upset about it. I'd be upset, too, if you went and got yourself hurt without telling me about it.

... Wow, the people in your home world are idiots. You're incredible?

( he's legitimately confused as to who wouldn't be seriously interested in perusing a relationship with clamor, actually- like, help? how could anyone not want him? but clamor is busy crawling into the middle of them and sidney is happy to press a soft kiss to the side of his head and hold him as best he can. )

If they want to be fools, it's their loss. I'm happy to keep you all for us.

[Lucifer catches onto the way Clamor trails off, but he doesn't press. There's no reason to press, really; if Clamor doesn't want to share, it's his business. The more important thing is the fact that Lucifer can now hug him, isn't it?]

I assure you, I am nothing like Asmo, [who neither of them have met but it's fine,] and I don't simply flirt to flirt. I've been serious about both of you since we first locked eyes.

[...well, okay, he's been seriously thinking they were both absolute snacks from the first, actually, but in a more lowkey sort of way. The romantic interest came a bit later, but his point stands. Lucifer is not the sort of man who fucks around for fun.]

As Sidney stated, I'm more than thrilled to keep you for the both of us.

[CLOSED] Good or bad, you only have a limited time to spend time together.

mid-August? before all the missing ppl get noticed?? idk you tell me | for Nene

post-mission 1, i guess August 8th or 9th | for Noah

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post-mission 2.A....... Gay Dads 4

wild........

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inflicts psychic damage on myself with this tag

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