The Milkshakes [closed/invite]

[Shiranui]

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[attr="class","tempy3"][attr="class","shishicroll"]"Babump, babump" Shira's heart went as he casually used his Castling ability to port to his favorite person's home. The jolly tune of his inebriated mind and body was giddy with excitement as he carried out his similarly drunk friend Aura’s plan.

“Step one is turn yourself into a girl. Done, I did it. Your turn. This is a crucial step to the next phase.”

This mysterious plan was followed without question. With his belly full of warm mead and his head even more so, he sent a fast travelling wind sylph over to Capsule’s mountain home along with a few words of whimsy-slash-notification of his visit.

“Honey, I’m coming over. I need a favor, Cappity Captan Cap.”

As it turned out, the drunker Shira was, the looser he spoke. This wasn’t particularly a bad thing since he words lost their slur though sometimes he would unconsciously switch to Japanese mid-sentence. Furthermore, he becomes absurdly honest; no secret remains secret if an intoxicated Shirayuki is involved. All one would have to do is ask the right question.

Shira took the place of his little sylphy-chan just as she finished delivering the message and leaving. Soooorry, Sylph-chan. You have have fun with Aura-nee. He knocked rhythmically on the door and hollered for the redheaded lady. After all that they’ve been through, something such as this should be natural, right?

“Heyyyyyyyyyyyy, lovely lovely Capsule-chwaaaaan~”

As soon as the door would open, Shira would initiate the manoeuvre known as the “tackle-glomp.” Having not seen each other for a very long time has a left Shira in a bit of a sentimental state of mind whose affections have increased tenfold due to the alcohol. Oh how he wanted nothing more than to put her arms around her and give her all his affections and cookies. Sadly, he couldn’t bring the cookies with him.

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[Capsule]

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It was supposed to be a quiet and peaceful night, and up until a certain visitor arrived, it was. Capsule was seated cross-legged in her meditation room, bottom nestled comfortably on one of the many cushions. A book on meditating was lying on the floor in front of her, and the magitech device was giving off a subtle, pleasant scent. It was her first time meditating, so it had to be perfect. Downstairs, Aleksei the Snowfield Bear was lying around like a bear skin rug. He had insisted on "patrolling" the grounds earlier, even though it was unneeded. Very, very few people knew that she owned property here, and she was also high leveled.

Capsule closed her eyes. As the book instructed, she had to begin by focusing on her breathing. Then she needed to relax her body, but keep her focus on her steady, natural breathing. Acknowledgement of her feelings came next, followed by the chaos that were her thoughts. They had been swirling around like a Gehenna Swarm recently, a fact easily attributed to the new person in her life.

Mute

Her first real encounter with a Heretic, and the two of them ended up having a heart to heart and exchanging first kisses. That was an interesting way to end a morning of animal taming. Still, it was a tiring and confusing experience for her. Tonight was the night when she could clear her head and begin on getting her life together. A new life as a more assertive person, with a first time relationship. …Meditating was going to be impossible if she continued to think about her new amour.

The Enchanter inhaled and exhaled. Her heart was beating a mile a minute, but she could not allow it to control her… unless it concerned matters of love. Or something. Right? Right. That was right, all right. She had to calm her mind. Yes. No. 'I want to hold her haaaand.'

Somehow or other, she was able to quiet her mind and drift off into the meditative state. Her mind occasionally flipped back and forth between silence and Mute, though that was to be expected of a first timer. "Gut Ding will Weile haben." A good thing demands to take a while. She would get better with time and practice. Unfortunately, she was not destined to get more than five minutes worth of meditation in tonight.

The noise was not even gradual; it was sudden and loud, in the form of knocking and yelling. Capsule's eyebrows furrowed in agitation. She could not ignore it, even if she wanted to. The person did not seem like the sort to give up early, and if she did not know any better, they also sounded intoxicated. As a German who had attended Oktoberfest a few times, she knew a knocking and hollering drunk when she heard one. "Aleksei. Door!" The sounds of creaking floorboards below told her that the bear was moving into action. He would have the door open and the troublesome visitor flat on their ass by the time she got down the stairs.

Downstairs, the nine foot tall polar bear bumped his head against the ceiling as he attempted to stand up. Resigned to crouching awkwardly, the bear fumbled with the door, as he had seen Capsule do. Not having opposable thumbs was suffering, but he managed. The bear could hear the telltale sound of his mistress's small feet softly padding down the stairs as he turned the knob. He cleared his throat and allowed a deep rumble to escape, preparing for a roar that would scare the socks of this poor sack of human excrement.

The bear stopped in the middle of a snarl, startled by the tiny person that swooped in, arms spread. A challenge?! Aleksei wasted no time. He spread his furry arms out wide, but not for a nice little bear hug. And, with his size and height, he effectively blocked the door and the person from Capsule's view. The polar bear's arms wrapped around the little fox tail, almost obscuring Shira from view. «Aleksei crush likkle fox.»

«…Little fox? Aleksei, wait!» That "likkle fox" could only be Shira… she hoped. Capsule rushed over to the massive bear, who was showing no signs of putting down his victim anytime soon. «Aleksei, stop. I think that's a friend of mine.» The familiar tail and the Adventurer's name and info all matched up. But why was he drunk, and why visit her at this hour? "Shira, what are you doing here?" The poor fox was still locked in the bear's arms, but Aleksei had eased up on his grip, enough so for Shira to wiggle out if he tried.

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∝: 784
♫: Troublesome Visitor
✏: In Soviet Russia...
@: Shiranui

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[Shiranui]

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[attr="class","tempy3"][attr="class","shishicroll"]Shira was drunk, but enough to mistake a large burly bear for anything else. Anybody who could add one and one to make two could tell that this doorman was a big, grizzly... fluffy... huggable...

“Teeeeeddyyyyyyyy~ Uwaaaah~”

The inebriated fox opened up his arms for a big embrace, to which the large bear responded with the OG bear hug. Casually knocking a few ticks off of Shira’s health bar, the young fox enjoyed the most he could in this one-of-a-kind opportunity. As the alcohol addled most of his common sense, it did as much to his sense of touch. His body was telling him it hurts but his mind told him the bear cushion was as soft as a cloud made of sheep. Grinning like an absolute idiot (which he was, at this point), confusion struck the bear as the “likkle fox” reciprocated his attack with endearment.

Feeling the large cuddle buddy’s grip slacken, Shira managed a smooth wiggling motion and slipped through the bear’s clutches and wove between it and Capsule with some help from Pacifying Dance. With his arms feeling unchained, they put themselves around the unfortunate Enchanter. Shira’s many fluffy tails wagged happily at the interaction. The urge to give the master a lick was present but, as a dignified gent—a term that has lost all meaning to the poor fool—such degradation of class would be out of the question. But it sounds so tempting though... No, Shira, you are not a dog. You may argue that foxes are canine by biological design but they are not dogs... b-but—No butts, mister... Sad face...
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...Oh heck it, you’re pretty buzzed anyway. Go ahead, why not? See if I care. It’s not like you’re being any form of rude and invasive or anything. It’s not like your actions reflect the author in any form or shape. It’s not like you make the author cringe while at the same time awe-struck to your bold confidence. Baka.

In one fluid motion, Shira gave Capsule’s cheek an affectionate lick, ignoring whatever complaints or questions he was hearing in his head or out of it, as well as Capsule’s casual inquiries. Not to mention, that he’d forgotten what he was supposed to be doing here in the first place. His expression resembled the “:3” emoticon which was sometimes used to emphasize one’s slyness—or at least, he thinks he’s being sly. At most, he was just being a very affectionate kitten. Who happens to be a dog...?

“Mas-ter Cap-suuuuuuuuule~” he said softly—sensually, almost. A hiccup interrupted his flow, making him rephrase the inappropriate sentence he was about to follow up with and reminding him of the job. With his arms clinging around her, he said in the most seductively persuasive way he could.

“Would you be willing to do little ol’ me a favour, snuggly butt?” Knowing Capsule’s tentative reaction to his regular teasing, his drunken mind aimed to utilize that weakness. His normal teasing tended to make him feel a little bit awkward for doing it, but without the sobriety, that inhibition was gone completely. As a Summoner who could virtually be anywhere, he could do a lot of things to ruin his reputation. Aura was right, this was pretty funny. He was going to definitely feel it in the morning.

“Can you make me an appearance change potion? I’m feeling it. You see, 僕わ。。。“ What followed was a very lengthy explanation in rapid Japanese. He couldn’t tell what language he was on, let alone remember the big bear watching him who had only been letting him harass his boss for so long because of Pacifying Dance’s effect on animals.

“… and that is why, I’m changing my hair color… Oh my gosh, your hair is like mine now. Uwaaaaah~”

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Capsule
640 gomen not gomen

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[Capsule]

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Aleksei stared blankly down at the little fox tail hugging him. He looked over to Capsule. Capsule shrugged and shook her head. There was not much she could do about the drunken Summoner, except to maybe shove his head under some cold water. That was what she did to her brothers sometimes. It was a very good way to wake them up, either from drunken stupors or deep slumber. At the very least, she could fetch a low leveled potion for Shira to drink -- the "hug" from Aleksei had taken a few ticks off of Shira's health bar.

Before she could do anything, however, the fox tail slipped from the bear's grasp, swaying around in what she supposed was a drunken "dance". Shira was a Dancer, and had the bear been a much lower level, his Pacifying Dance might have actually done something. Instead, Aleksei stared down at Shira, obviously unimpressed. «Vhy likkle fox saunter like deer vith one leg?» The bear just shook his head at Capsule as he shut the door.

The bear gestured at Shira with one paw, and twirled it around his head. Shira was technically her subordinate, as she still carried the title of "leader" within their virtually dead guild, and he was behaving like one now. He was clinging to her like a drowning victim to a life preserver, multiple tails wagging like an oversized puppy. Capsule took a moment to wonder how he even recognized her in this new body -- aside from her voice, height and sex, everything about her had changed. Of course, Shira was drunk, so that may be next to impossible for him to realize right now.

Normally Shira's teasing would have a different effect on her, but right now she saw only a drunk fool who needed to sit down. Her arm came up and stopped short of slamming itself into Shira's throat when he licked her. "Shira! That's disgusting." And lewd? Either way, he was giving off some mixed signals, and she was most certainly not picking up what he was putting down.

«Friend mean pet, da?» Oh, great. Now even Aleksei had taken notice of Shira's inappropriate behavior.

«It certainly does in this context, Aleksei. He's also drunk off his ass.» It was easy to smack talk someone when they did not speak the same language as you. Capsule grimaced at being referred to as master, and outright disliked the "snuggly butt" comment. It was really unattractive, and embarrassing to hear, even if they were alone in here. Her scowl deepening, Capsule wiped off the saliva clinging to her cheek. "Gross." But would it still be so gross if Mute did it? Probably not. Capsule might even enjoy that.

She gave an audible sigh as a request was made of her -- an appearance change potion. Sadly, the explanation was utterly lost on her, as Shira moved on to explain in rapid Japanese. Capsule simply stared at him as he finished his little story in English. "What a riveting tale, Shira. There were more twists and turns than an M. Night Shyamalan film." She gave a small shake of her head. Whatever the case, she could not turn down a paying customer. "I will do it. And yes… our hair color is of a similar shade now."

Capsule gently pushed Shira away with her elbows. "I cannot work with you clinging to me, though." She would also rather go back to meditating, but that moment was ruined with Shira's arrival. "I would also appreciate it if you did not… cling to me like that. People might misconstrue it for something else, and… it's just not very cute." She almost said "I'm seeing someone." That was not something she wanted to reveal to a drunk. She would be more forthcoming when Shira was sober.

With one hand, Capsule motioned for Shira to follow her into the kitchen. "Please refrain from touching anything. My kitchen also doubles as my work space, so there are many fragile things lying around." As a Pharmacist, she had little use for an actual kitchen, and only used a portion of it to store food and ingredients. There were a few pots and pans, as well as some utensils, though it was threadbare for what a Chef might have in mind. Mute was much better off using the bigger kitchen in her house by the river. This kitchen was rather small besides, and the table was barely big enough to accommodate two people. "Sit," she instructed, pointing to one of the two chairs in the room.

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∝: 764
♫: Be Still
✏: Sit, boy.
@: Shiranui

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[Shiranui]

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[attr="class","tempy3"][attr="class","shishicroll"]Grinning stupidly with his eyes half-shut, Shira obliged to master’s demands. Normal seats proved to be a hassle when his tails were flapping about so he sat on the spot, his wild tails barely containing his joy. Even though he was liquor’d up, he still maintained his prim and proper posture due to the fact that it was coded into him as he grew up. He surveyed the humble little home that he had actually never been to but was told existed. The big teddy that greeted him was looking at him quizzically; he was most likely something along the lines of “I’m not human but this one is not human-ing right.”

He examined the rest of the humble abode. The fox liked the subtle style though it wouldn’t hurt to add a little bit of ~pizzazz~ here and there. He turned to stop “distracting” himself and watch Capsule’s hands prepared her magic trick. Slightly swaying rhythmically in place, he hummed a happy tune to alleviate some of the idleness lest it turned into boredom. It isn’t so bad being a puppy. At least, master will take care of me. Noticing the level indicator on Capsule, he could see that she had been doing really well for herself. Was it better that they had set off to do their own things? Hopefully, it was for Capsule.

In that time of absence, Shira had been doing a lot of… social activities—mostly just providing bed for a few people in the guild house. There was a lot of travelling, however. With lots of perusing, lots of cruising, not knowing where he was going and learning, it was a journey of enlightenment or whatever you wish to call it. For him, it was all just an excuse to do nothing. Ever since he was left alone in the guild, he tried his best to make his friends proud by making something of the guild’s name. Unfortunately, most adventurers seemed to abandon quests midway and thus he stopped doing them completely. At one point, he had lost an arm and a leg though he couldn’t recall what he was doing after that or how that event came to be.

The suave, charismatic fox was in all actuality, just a boy who missed his friends very much. That could explain why he had wanted so badly to get the potion from Capsule herself, rather than the many other Pharmacists he could have gone to. He couldn’t bear the thought that he’d never see any of them again so seeing Capsule at least put his mind at ease; they must also be busy doing well with themselves. That makes me happy. I hope they visit, though. Shira snapped out of his daydreaming and tuned his senses back to Capsule working. He could hardly bearieve how long it’s been.

“Hey, listen! Hey—hey, listen! There’s something I hafta tell youuuuuu~ Heehee.”

Do it. Tell her. Tell her how much she is missed. Tell her you want to be friends again.

“You know? You’re really cool, senpai!”

You’re doing great.

“You know something else?”

So far, so good.

“You are so super sugoi and really pretty~”

Just get on with it.

“Youuuuuuuuuuu. Aaarrrrrrrrrrre. Sennnnnnnnnnnnpaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiii.”

Meh. Close enough.

“Heyyyyyyyyyy, master~ I’ve never been here before, I think. It’s beary nice. It’s actually really cozy and warm. One would have thought the cold mountain breeze would be quite unbearable.” the little fox puppy asked. If only he could speak animal, he would have chatted the bear up a bit. That would be something to remember in the future—once dancing offered little opportunity to be of use, he supposed. Even though he wanted to shake his groove thing right now, the coziness of this mountainside home got him very comfortable. That and the fact that there wasn’t a lot of room for what he had in mind. How silly and fun it could have been, made endorphins tickle his brain. His tails made his thoughts ever-so-transparent.

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Capsule
667 I might have semi-vented some stuff. more bear puns to come

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Like a disobedient pup, Shira continued to stand around after being instructed to sit down. Capsule just sighed and shook her head. Even Bosco would sit when commanded to. Shira's inebriation was apparently too high for him to function properly. If, however, the fox tail got it into his head to cause mischief or a ruckus in her makeshift lab, she could always find a suitable cage for him. 'I never thought I would have to cage a friend.' Tying him up was also an option, as was disabling him with Aleksei or a binding spell. In short, Capsule would not tolerate further foolishness.

Keeping a wary eye on the drunkard, the Pharmacist walked to and fro through her kitchen. Her arms were rapidly filled with pharmaceutical goods and tools of her trade; herbs, a beaker and vial, her mortar and pestle, and other relevant items. With most of said objects being made of porcelain or glass, they made a soft clinking sound when placed and arranged on the table. Capsule shot one last shrewd look Shira's way before taking a seat. Unlike him, she liked being comfortable while crafting.

Her fingers were scarcely touching a Mana Flower when the silly fox tail rushed to shatter the silence. In any under circumstance, Capsule might have welcomed the attempts at discussion. The vast majority of her crafting was performed in solitude, a lonely affair if she ever saw one. Having someone to chat with would ease the tediousness of her task, and expedite the entire process. When that distraction was provided by drunks, however… silence was preferable. Now she had to craft and worry that Shira might do something stupid.

Capsule ignored Shira initially, taking his pleas for attention as nothing more than idle chit chat. The flat, monotonous tone with which she responded reflected that. "Yes, Shira. That is lovely. Mm, ja. Das ist der absolute Hammer," she stated, not skipping a beat as the string of nonsense continued. Capsule knew how to handle non-violent drunks. For that, she had her brothers to thank. They were all wonderfully friendly drunks, even though she found their antics to be aggravating at times.

While Shira prattled on like a child, Capsule neatly took her knife to the Mana Flower. There was not much to do with the flower, for it was nicely dried and offered little resistant to the sharp blade of her knife. Flowers, in her experience, rarely were troublesome. It was the hard roots of some herbs that proved to be a hindrance to her. Flecks of blueish dust clung to her fingers as she moved the mutilated bits aside.

The Pharmacist shifted her eyes to the side to Shira, one eyebrow raised at the male. He had moved on from speaking gibberish to a topic that she might actually be able to respond to. "No, you have not been here. No one has been to either of my homes… except for one individual." That person was, of course, Mute, and even she was only privy to the riverside house, as of now. There was not much for the other woman to do up here in this stuffy old cottage, aside from spending time with her beloved. "Very few people know where I live, and I like to keep it that way." There were way too many unsavory folks in this world and out for her to trust them with such sensitive information.

"Well, Shira, that's the thing about proper insulation and fireplaces: they keep a house well insulated and warm. That, and my home is situated on the leeside of this mountain. My rooms won't be racked with frigid winds in the dead of winter. It… would be rather foolish to have a poorly insulated home up here." Why was she bothering to state the obvious to a drunk?

Deft fingers moved to pluck an Anima Berry from a small, burlap sack. Whereas the Mana Flower offered up a minty flavor, the Anima Berry yielded three -- sweet, sour, and slightly salty. It was also a little messier to dismantle. A bit of sticky secretions leaked out and onto her finger tips, turning them from blue to a purplish hue. This was the desired color the potion was to be upon completion. "I am actually somewhat relieved to see you, Shira. I just wish you were not hopelessly wasted right now. It sort of puts a damper on what could have been an otherwise pleasant reunion."

If she had to be honest, Capsule was still salty at being interrupted at this hour, when she was in the middle of quieting her mind. She supposed Shira had his reasons, however; they had been out of touch for months, so it was more likely the fox tail was down in the dumps when he got drunk, and crafted some excuse to come visit. 'But what would he have done if I had not been home?' She absentmindedly licked her fingertips. A pleasant taste of mint and salty sweetness greeted her taste buds.

"I have been hiding out long enough, Shira. I want to reassume control of Avarice. I'm afraid I can no longer leave the guild in your… paws." As a level eighty Enchanter and well-established Pharmacist, she held greater respect and authority than a level fourteen Summoner. Shira might have been able to make up for that if he was more charismatic, but… "You did a suitable job in my stead." Not like she was bothered much to do anything with the guild; activity was low once members began dropping out like dead flies. There was something about her new avatar and relationship that made her want to give it the old college try, however. This was the face and body of a woman who could take charge, who grabbed life by the horns, and laughed in the face of danger. This was not the body of a woman who could be easily cowed. It was the body of a woman who inspired confidence in Capsule, and pushed her more to use that assertive boost she had garnered in game, but lacked outside of it.

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∝: 1025
♫: Radioactive (8-Bit NES)
✏: Bluh bluh notes.
@: Shiranui

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[attr="class","tempy3"][attr="class","shishicroll"]Exasperation kicked in as the idle environment was getting very cozy. It was making him quite drowsy, too even though that was partially the last part of his inebriation kicking in. He swayed to and fro as Capsule gave what seemed like automated responses to his sincere endearment. Did Capsule not care enough about their long history? Did this heartwarming reunion mean nothing to her? the fox glumly thought. What was the point of coming here then? The ecstatic dancing of his tails decelerated and dropped low as guilt and confusion replaced his peppy mood. Have I done something wrong? he wondered.

“Hey, Capsule? Did I do something wrong? I’m really sorry…” he held one of his tails for comfort. As delirious as he was, his honesty was another thing to be frowned upon—not because he had very little of it, but because he had too much. His built-in filter was short circuited on contact with the several drinks he had that night. It was either say everything or nothing at all.

Capsule’s indifference to him made him think about all the things he could have done wrong. Well, for starters, the ghost of a guild that was entrusted onto him didn’t garner much success. He could have tried more, and that could have been his fault for all he knew. Maybe Capsule was appalled by his lack of progress? The discrepancy in their levels was even more massive now more than ever. Perhaps it disappointed her in some way. Could it also be that he should have done more to stay in touch with everybody? Possibilities ran through his mind, making him feel guiltier the more he considered them. Tears welled up in his eyes as the emotions he felt were amplified by his lack of lucidity.

“… I-I-I’m sorry. I let you down…”

Truth be told, he had no idea what he was apologizing for. There was a tinge of shame in his tone upon hearing Capsule’s saying he had capable paws. To be giving her back an empty hollow guild that he tried to take care of, he felt that he had failed her. He welcomed the idea; Capsule, as she was now, seemed to be more than capable on bringing it back on its feet. Knowing that he could have expedited that process, it only made him feel worse about himself.

“… Punish me. I deserve it.”

Shira was never the masochistic type. The railway upon which his train of thought traveled curved and turned in ways that it wouldn’t be viable in real life scenarios. He sincerely felt responsible for the troubles he was passing unto her and the trouble he was giving her now. Reluctantly and tearfully, he turned around and presented his bottom and lifted his tails. He had never received a punishment before. As a young boy, he was a very obedient goody-two-shoes. There wasn’t much cause for concern and he was never threatened with a blow to the behind. Shira had only heard about it from other people and online and that it was a common form of punishment for most children.

An awkward stillness hung in the air as he waited for Capsule’s response and the blow that should follow. Perhaps explaining it would have been a wiser decision before seeking self-retribution, but it might just make her feel sorry for him and not do it at all.

“Just do it. Don’t hold back… you can probably one-shot me, so actually hold back just a little bit.”

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Feeling good about herself now, Capsule glanced over at Shira, almost expecting the worse. She had just demanded control of the guild back, after all. For all she knew, the little Fox Tail actually enjoyed being the leader of a dead guild. Capsule had not minded, as there was virtually little work to process, but it was awfully lonely at times. With time and surefootedness, that would all change. She quirked an eyebrow at Shira, his previously thrashing tails now languidly drooping. Was she surprised? Not at all.

She turned her head again, looking down at her table now. It was not out of shame, but to locate a beaker. Her materials were properly dismantled and ready for transport and brewing. This would be the longest step of the process, and would more or less force her to interact more with Shira. A very drunk, but increasingly despondent Shia. She almost felt guilty about treating him so coldly, though who could blame her?

When the question was directed at her, Capsule just sighed and wrapped her hand around a beaker. Her movements were controlled, to the point of being mechanical. She made no mistake as she relocated the diced berry and flower pieces into the container. Her voice remained cool as she spoke, not lifting her head or casting her eyes in her lackey's direction. "Well, for starters, Shira." There was a long pause as she gently shook the beaker to redistribute the contents. "You came to my secluded workshop in the dead of the night, unannounced, and drunk off your ass, to boot." It was not in her to say no to a friend, otherwise she would have sent the little fox back into the chilly night. "It's too late to apologize, Shira." She was still of the mind that the conversation was about to tonight's incident, and not the guild itself.

Her previously careful hands almost slipped during the process of applying spring water to the beaker. Did he really… just ask her to punish him? Blinking rapidly in confusion, Capsule stared at Shira in disbelief. "Are you serious…?" Based on how he lifted his tails and presented his posterior to her, Capsule was of the assumption that he just might be. She looked away, hands busying themselves by setting the beaker up on a burner. Her mind, unfortunately, was left to ponder over the drunken horror that was her guild co-captain.

An awkward silence hung heavily on the air. This was the absolutely worse time to watch water boil. It would only make the time double, but what else was she supposed to do to occupy her time? She could not stare at the shameful display offered to her, nor did she fancy the idea of striking another person like a misbehaving child. Her father may have been a scary man, but aside from striking anything or anyone within reach after his accident, never raised a hand to her. He knew how to command fear and respect with the use of words. Her mother never struck her either, but that went without saying; she was a very gentle person. Furthermore, she knew very few Germans who actually spanked their kids.

She shook her head at Shira, eyebrows furrowed in frustration. "Stop that! I'm not going to hit you! So stop being weird and sit down until I'm done, please." It must be nice to be drunk and foolish, and wake up with little recollection of the previous night. Nice for Shira, anyway. Capsule would not have such pleasantries. These awkward moments from tonight would haunt her longer than she would like.

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∝: 604
♫: A Promise
✏: Bluh bluh notes.
@: Shiranui

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[attr="class","tempy3"][attr="class","shishicroll"]As the iron palm of justice absolutely refused to strike Shira’s supple tush, he eased up and tilted his head towards Capsule in confusion. What was the matter? Wasn’t she mad at him? Or was this her taking satisfaction in being the better man/woman? Shira never knew Capsule could be so cruel to do so. The fox was unsatisfied yet he would hold back on any more requests for domestic violence until he heard Capsule’s reasons. For now, the “cruelty” being dealt to him made him break into tears.

“I-I-I don’t understand… I let the guild down… I couldn’t make it active again—I couldn’t make anything out of it… I disappointed you…”

Just as she was telling him to stop, he noticed that she didn’t even give the reason why she wouldn’t hit him. She was disturbing her—had been disturbing her ever since he came here, apparently. Feeling even guiltier for not thinking his inebriated plan through, he racked his mead-soaked brain for something else he could do to make it up to her.

“… Can I *sniff* be your m-maid forever? It’s the only way to make up for me…”

He thought of having a scribe make this into a contract to make it feel even more official. It was the thought that counts: eternal servitude for being a failure of a guild leader. If she didn’t like that as well, he was absolutely stumped. He felt as if he deserved at least something for giving her all this trouble. The fox reached out to give her another embrace for his awkwardness’ worth.

“…I’m really sorry. I’m happy you’re taking the guild back. I just wish I could give you more to work with. I’ve been so lonely since everybody left…”

Boy was he a mess right now. These feelings he was too “tactful” to usually emote, gushed out like a broken faucet.

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Pick a few Pikachu, make six Pikachu

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'Oh god oh god oh god…' Now Shira was crying. Capsule had no idea how to handle that, either. Especially not that. Comforting people was an opportunity that was rarely thrust upon her; no one was that close to seek the awkward Enchanter for assistance on personal problems. They certainly never came running to her in tears, either. Nervous, the woman tapped her fingertips together, eyes darting to the side to gauge the readiness of the potion. Mentally, she willed it to brew faster. She wanted this potion over and done with, and the sobbing, drunk Fox Tail off of the premises immediately.

She held her hands out in a warding off gesture as the little fox further expressed his woes. "Shira no. Really, it is fine. I never did much with the guild when I was in charge." She was not just saying this to soothe the fox. Capsule had been lax in her duties, had not even bothered to actively invite others into the guild. It was less work and trouble for her. Taking on the guild was just something she did since no one else seemed capable. She was not ready to take on all the responsibility that came with being a guild leader back then. Hell, she was still working some things out with herself.

A maid? Capsule gave Shira a strained and weary smile. "Um. Sure? If that will make you feel any better, I supposed I could use a maid." She would not permit him to touch either of her homes, but he was free to tidy up the guild home all he wanted. There were plenty of stone floors that needed a scrubbing… assuming he even remembered this exchange once he sobered up. Capsule was doubtful that he would. 'I will do whatever it takes to ease his pain, I guess.'

Unfortunately, that included enduring another hug from the little drunkard. Capsule awkwardly patted Shira on the back. She really was not fond of this method of affection. Her parents were not very touchy feely people, so hugs were always a rare experience for the woman. Things would be different if she were embracing Mute, however… Her heart fluttered as she thought of her girlfriend. That was easy to conceal, unlike the deep swirls of pink flooding her cheeks. She held Shira a little closer, moving from patting to rubbing his back. "Everything will be all right, little fox." Comforting was surprisingly easy… when you were pretending that the other person was someone you loved.

Capsule carefully disentangled herself from the hug. "Come on. The potion is almost done." She gestured at the small table, where the beaker was steadily boiling. It was a good thing that she was not a real doctor; her bedside manner was atrocious. "You won't be able to take it until you are ready to sleep, but…" She shrugged.

The warmth and redness in Capsule's cheeks had receded after pulling away from the hug, but was still noticeable. She had little fear of Shira noticing or remembering later, due to his drunk state, but still she wished for something to cover her face with. "It will not be much longer," she clumsily repeated.

The beaker was hot to the touch. The contents inside were thoroughly mixed with a stirrer, the burner set to low until she was finished. She then turned it completely off, and left the beaker to cool while she grabbed an empty flask. Capsule took a deep breath, and slowly eased it out. Her hands trembled oh so slightly as she picked up the warm beaker and positioned it over the flask. Hopefully Shira could contain himself during this step.

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∝: 615
♫: High You Are
✏: Bluh bluh notes.
@: Shiranui

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made by Shira

[attr="class","tempy3"][attr="class","shishicroll"]He looked up at Capsule with tears in his eyes.

"*sniff* ... R-really?"

He was in utter drunken disbelief, only half-understanding the conversation that he had just had with exchanged with Capsule, and what he just promised. Joy was sluggishly welling up inside him, making for a... rather awkward feeling. Stuck between, the emotions of self-pity and excitement, it only gave him the confused feeling more potent. Deep down in his subconscious, the only place to retain anything from this exchange, he knew that he was in deep trouble.

Arms wrapped around him, a familiar warmth that he had only felt a few times before. Capsule was... hugging him? Of her own accord? Even if he was drunk- even if he originally wanted to to tackle-hug her on arrival, he knew those were only to tease her with. She didn't think Cap was the kind to do such things. Realizing that, it occurred to him that they didn't really know much about each other apart from their initial impressions.

"Thank you- really, but... Capsule? Be honest with me: do I make you uncomfortable?" said Shira, his voice firm yet soft, as she pulled away from him, finally aware of the tension since his first arrival. In this momentary phase of lucidity, he wanted to address something that he assumed neither of them have thought too much about before.

"Tell me... do we really know anything about each other?"

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Capsule
things are deepening

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[Capsule]

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Capsule was desperately trying to distract herself with the potion, but Shira was making it difficult. This whole night was difficult. All she wanted was a little peace and quiet, a respite she would not gain until this business was over and done with. Her hands, once trembling, now steadied themselves as she poured the contents of the beaker into the flask. Nice and easy… Not a drop spilled onto the table. Such intense focus could not allow it to. Unfortunately, it was also a short process. With nothing left to blank out and focus on, Capsule would be forced to reengage with Shira.

She fumbled with the flask in her hands, warm to the touch and faintly giving off a moving sensation from within. Shira was asking her a question she could not dodge without coming across as rude or suspicious. The woman closed her eyes and gave a heavy sigh. How did she even begin to respond to such a query? This situation required finesse she did not possess. Insensitivity typically prevailed; her social skills remained something to be much desired. "Yes," she finally stated, after nearly a full minute of hesitation. Unsatisfied with that simple answer, and wishing to clear up any misunderstandings, Capsule decided to elaborate.

"Sober, you are all right to be around. But when you are like this…" She turned her head to look him in the eye. "I do not want to be around you." Her father was mostly to blame for her aversion to drunkards, although that was a topic she did not want to delve into right now. "You licked me, and that was really gross… and creepy. Like that urban legend." "People can lick, too." Capsule shivered at the thought. Was that a weird custom of the Fox Tail race? As for his last question…

"No. Of course not." The two of them may have been friends, but aside from questing together and attending guild functions, they only knew the basics about each other. "I don’t know if you even know how old I am, and I have little insight of your hobbies or… anything personal, really." She knew more about Mute, a girl she had only known for a short while, than Shira, a guild mate and friend for two years. She had bonded with Mute within an hour, once realizing that the two of them shared similar childhoods. What did she and Shira have in common, aside from guild association?

There was a very soft clink as the completed potion was set down on the table. Capsule fully turned to properly face Shira. She leaned against the table almost casually, but the guarded way she folded her arms sharply contrasted with her posture. "Is there anything you want to know?" What better time was there than the present?

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∝: 470
♫: A Promise
✏: ---
@: Shiranui

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[Shiranui]

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[attr="class","tempy3"][attr="class","shishicroll"]His cheeks were red with embarrassment for the first time that night. Shira added to the awkward pauses with his own, turning away to blush in shame for a brief minute. When the redness had subsided he turned back to Capsule, still pondering how he was going to make up for his unwarranted invasion of personal space and private property.

The androgyne tapped a finger on his chin, wondering what to ask first. The ugly mug of insobriety peeked its head into his train of thought for a moment, giving him inappropriate suggestions. Shira ignored these and decided to start with the simple things.

"Well, maybe we can start with who we really are? I mean, we'll be in Elder Tale for a while. I think this might have been a little overdue. Haha..." A nervous chuckle escaped his lips. That was an ok start, right? "My real name is Shirayuki Akabara. You can still call me Shira, that way." Having said that out loud, he actually found it silly, chuckling at how awkward that was.

A warm feeling welled up in his chest. This was perhaps the first time that he had ever told anybody his real name. His initial feeling of careless, drunk vulnerability was replaced with an even more exposed but caring kind. In his mind, he crossed his fingers, hoping that he doesn't get a sharp stab in return- and against his better judgement at that. As little as he knew about the real Capsule, he knew enough that she wasn't the kind to do so. He blamed the little part of him that had fully accepted that his previously redheaded friend was a stranger.

For the moment, he had forgotten about the potion he asked for. He felt that he was going to pass out some time soon, but while he was awake and lucid, he decided this heart-to-heart moment was more important than a silly makeover. Why do I even need one again?

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Capsule
bene ilu 473

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[Capsule]

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Capsule nodded. Start with who they really were? She could do that, no problem. It would be like meeting someone for the first time, really. "Shirayuki? That sounds very close to your in game name." Her case was very different; Capsule never chose a screen name similar to her own, for what was the point? She wanted to remain anonymous online, like many other people.

"I… my name is Meike. Meike Pfeiffer," she said with greater confidence. This was her first time telling anyone her true name. Not even Mute knew what her first name was. That was something she was saving for when the moment was just right. Names, true names in particular, carried tremendous power. In the wrong hands, the results could be disastrous. In the right… "It means rebellious and pipe, respectively." She smiled bitterly. "A rebellious piper… has a nice ring to it, I guess." It was funny how such a well-behaved and submissive child could receive such a name. If she did anything rebellious, it was hardly worth mentioning as an accomplishment, and more along the lines of something she would be encouraged to try. Her brothers called it "having a backbone."

She stood up a little straighter. If only her brothers could see her now; they would see that their darling little mouse of a sister had made something of herself, even if it was in another world. It meant that she could adapt and function in a foreign environment, whereas her brothers might not be so well off. They had actual lives, and some of them had kids to worry about. Capsule had none of that, nothing to lose.

"I am Meike Pfeiffer, and I am twenty two -- no, wait…" It had been… what? Nearly two years since they were removed from reality and placed here? She had missed two birthdays since. "I… I am twenty four now." Her birthday was on September 21st, 1996. "I can't believe I skipped over two birthdays…" Then again, her birthday had never been that big a deal to her before. She usually celebrated it alone, if at all. Sometimes she would buy herself a small treat, either sweets or some kind of toy.

Capsule stared at Shira with dazed eyes. Two years of her life were gone, or so she assumed. It was impossible to tell how time here synced up with the world outside. It could be similar to changelings, and they would find themselves surrounded by a world that had aged decades while they remained young if they returned. What a shock that would be! "What about you? How old are you, Shira?"

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∝: 440
♫: Pity Party
✏: ---
@: Shiranui

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[Shiranui]

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[attr="class","tempy3"][attr="class","shishicroll"]Shira chuckled. “If it really has been two years, I guess I’d be twenty two. Your name suits your new look.” His realization of the change may have been late, but it had only been the inebriation simply clinging to her past form. He found that timid redhead very adorable. He could even swear that he could still see bits of that in her.

“My name means…” he mulled the syllables over in his head. “My first name is “white snow” and my last name is just the name of a big city.” Was it a stereotypical Japanese poetic name? Yes, it was. His parents were the best, even though they were admittedly a little bit eccentric. They tried their best to balance him between regular domestic life and the high society one as to make him a little bit more well-rounded and humble. They were quite proud of their little gentleman.

“Right… we skipped our birthdays…” He mulled over how he used to spend his birthdays. Sure, it was a day that marks another year of survival, and was enough for some sort of celebration. For whatever reason, he never felt the need for gifts. He appreciated them but he preferred being the one treating people. Shira had always been too nice for his own good.

“Well then, I owe you two birthday presents. What kind of things do you like?”

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Capsule
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[Capsule]

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"Yeah, two years," she repeated. It was really strange to think about, but that was their reality. Later, she would have to head over to the main library in London and check their records. Someone was bound to have recorded an accurate timeline since the beginning of the apocalypse. She blinked sluggishly at the fox when he claimed that her new look better suited her name. Such a connection had never occurred to her before. Was it because capsules were generally white, and her eye color now fell in line with the typical blue or red that complemented them?

"…Your name means white snow?" That was… that was very awkward. As far as Capsule knew, snow was always white. The only reason for it not to be would be due to foreign substances tainting it, like soot, oil, or even urine. So why embellish on a self-explanatory substance? She never could understand unwieldy names like that… Or parents, most times. If she had to name a child for whatever reason (she found it difficult to imagine herself marrying later in life), she would pick a good, German name. Something sweet and to the point. Meino was a good name for a boy…

Ah, birthdays. Even here, those awkward dates were hard to dodge. And birthday gifts? She was a little too old for that, and those earlier years when she was not, it was either gender neutral hand me downs from her older brothers, or clothes. Her parents were the practical sort, so if she wanted toys and what not, she had to hope that another relative would take pity on her. As she grew into a teen, the desire for gifts lessened greatly, as did the offer of them. She was expected to make her own money and buy things that way, rather than rely on her parents or brothers for the nonessentials. It was strange now to have someone offering to give her something. "I like mechanical puzzles and books, but it is really not necessary. They were only birthdays, after all."

The sentiment was well appreciated, but she never expected or demanded gifts. Was it rude of her to decline? Possibly. Capsule lacked a decent grasp of what was or was not acceptable in most social situations. She also did not want to hurt Shira’s feelings. "But um… thank you for the gesture. Good friends and company are the only ’presents’ I really need." She could technically buy or make whatever she wanted, but friendship was definitely not one. And talking to animals and monsters all day did get boring and lonesome.

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∝: 435
♫: A Promise
✏: Bluh bluh notes.
@: Shiranui

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[Shiranui]

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[attr="class","tempy3"][attr="class","shishicroll"]“That’s really cute of you, Meike-chan,” teased Shira, only slightly messing up the pronunciation. He felt slightly giddy from saying “Meike.” He couldn’t tell if this was from the remaining alcohol and his fall back into inebriety. No, that wasn’t happening; either Shira passed out first or he went to bed of his own accord. Most likely the former.

“Sorry, no. It’s uh… actually…” The truth to his name was really embarrassing, now that he thought about it. Shira fidgeted with his fingers, as he worked up a little bit of nerve to say what it really meant. “…My parents named me after Snow White. My friends used to call me Snowy in London- I mean, the other London.”

He let the awkward truth hang in the air for a few seconds. Whether she laughed or not, he was slightly embarrassed by the fact that he was Snow White. His pale, porcelain complexion was just as it was in real life. Some things were just meant to stay constant in life. Today has been very different from everything else. It almost felt like a regular day in the real world; there was no monster to worry about, no magical dilemma, no squid or treasure to worry about.

“Ever think about how your family is doing?” The fox missed his, surely, but the question was so overused that he didn’t always feel the need to ask. Not everyone had a family to go home to but his upbringing made him cherish it a little bit more. He thought of his own parents, and what they were up to, right now. He hoped he didn’t inconvenience them as much. Disappearing for two years- maybe even more- he could only imagine how any loving parent was doing at this moment.

“What are they like- if you don’t mind me asking? I figured maybe they’re as nice because you are… nice.” He yawned; this was probably going to be the last question for now.

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i'm tired i'm sleepy. edit: i know it's upside down herpyderpherp
Capsule

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[Capsule]

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Meike-chan? Capsule felt her face tingle with warmth. No doubt another blush had broken out on her cheeks. It was so odd to hear someone else speak her name after two years. Meike. What would her parents and bothers say if they could see her now? Would she still be that meek and obedient girl to them, or more of a woman? Maybe not. It was hard to believe that they would take any of this seriously.

"Snow White?" She could not help it. She laughed. "That is… I don’t know how to… that is amusing and sad at the same time. The true story of Snow White, as captured by the Brothers Grimm, is not as pleasant as the Disney movie. She was only ten or twelve in the story…" The fate of the wicked stepmother was cruel, too, more so than her desire to have her stepdaughter killed and her heart returned. The Queen was forced to dance around in hot iron shoes, until she died. At least Snow White would have had a quick and less painful death. The hunter who had taken pity on her would surely have made the slaying as painless as possible. She was remembering that correctly, yes? "Sorry, I just…" She shook her head. No.

Her head stopped prematurely at the mention of her family. "I imagine my brothers are doing well, and my mother is still putting up with my father. I doubt he has changed much." She was certain that she was missed by her family, though her dear old papa would express it in other ways. He may be a grump, but he did not hate his offspring. She just wished he had been gentler with her. "Nice! That I a good one, ahaha…" How did she even begin to answer this? "My mother is nice. A little too nice, if I have to be honest. She allowed my father to push her around, and even some of my brothers adapted that habit. But she is sweet and sincere, albeit not incredibly affectionate. I take after her. My brothers are more like my father, but they have a bit of our mother in them. They used to tease and leave me behind when I was small, but started bringing me along once I was a little older." A reflective smile had spread across her face without her knowing it. "They taught me parkour, and my oldest brother even attempted to teach me how to defend myself, but I was never any good at that stuff. They irritated me at times, but I really do miss them…" But was she so eager to return that world?

Melancholy stained her smile. "I miss mama and papa, too…" Her throat constricted, a telltale sign of tears to follow. She swallowed back a hardened lump. No tears. Not right now, not in front of Shira. Her back was unnaturally stiff as she turned her back to the fox. "If you are tired, you can go lie down in the bedroom." Her voice was starting to give way. If she spoke more, the tears would come on. She gestured for Shira to take the potion with him. It was necessary to drink it before slumber.

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∝: 541
♫: A Promise
✏: Bluh bluh notes.
@: Shiranui

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[Shiranui]

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made by Shira

[attr="class","tempy3"][attr="class","shishicroll"]Even though he couldn’t remember what he needed the potion for, he was glad he got to spend some time with Capsule. He felt warm inside, like one would near a cozy fire during cold weather. Shira hadn’t talked so openly with someone for a while now, and getting closer to one of the people he considered his closest friends felt uplifting. And even after all the trouble and commotion he caused, Capsule still let him spend the night. By now, the cooldown on Castling was probably done, but Shira felt too physically tired to want to discover where his little Sylph could be at this moment. He only knew for sure that she wasn’t home.

He took the potion and stared at its contents. Even though he had played the game long before the Catastrophe, it was the first time he’d possessed such a potion. He knew people who had gotten them several times but they had been thought to be a rare commodity before this new expansion that trapped them into the game. It was comfortably warm in his palm. He felt his eyelids getting heavy and so uncorked it and downed it all in one gulp. It tasted like warm medicine that stung his insides a little bit—just like that thing he drank earlier! I hope this doesn’t make me drunker than I already am.

“Thanks for spending time with me, Capsule. It really has been too long,” said Shira, feeling as if it hadn’t been said enough. He opened his arms for a hug, if Capsule would allow it. It seemed like a good idea in his head; he was a little bit more mild yet carefree when he was already half asleep. When Capsule mentioned birthdays, he felt that he wanted to make it up to her somehow.

Shira raised himself on his toes and gave Capsule a kiss on the cheek. As he pulled himself back, he realized what he just did. He admitted to himself that he got caught in the moment, but somehow he felt Capsule deserved it. After staring blankly at her, like a deer in headlights, he smiled.

“Happy birthday, friend. Good night.”

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Capsule
Hi

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[Capsule]

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Capsule offered Shia a weak smile. The back of her throat was burning, which was a sure sign of tears to come. She swallowed the burning lump back with a subdued gulp, and wiped at dry eyes with the back of her hand. "Anytime, friend." She blinked as her vision clouded over, small pearls of moisture forming at the corners of her eyes. For a moment there, she almost wished to be home, back in the kitchen that smelled of flour and baked goods with her mother, or even sitting in the living room with her father, listening as he rambled on about the daily news.

When Shira advanced with open arms, Capsule did not flinch back from the hug. As much as she disliked physical contact, it was very comforting. Even the burning lump in her throat could not disrupt that… that warm feeling of acceptance and ease. She gave the fox a little squeeze before letting go, and was caught off guard by the peck on her cheek. The Enchantress stared back at the Summoner with a similar deer in the headlights gaze. Okay, that was weird and she had no idea how to treat it.

"Um… G-good night..." Her smile turned shy, and her eyes quickly darted away. Capsule awkwardly pawed at her left arm, still warm from the hug. She stayed like that for a good few minutes, despite Shira having left the kitchen. Aleksei would not harm him; he was not a dwarf. Eventually she lowered her arm, and began the process of cleaning up her workspace. She would more than likely go back to meditating when she was done. It was supposed to help during moments of confusion to clear your mind and focus on the… positives? Whatever.

As the Enchantress prepared herself to bunker down for the night, the few remaining lights in the house would slowly wink off. Outside, a pair of mischievous tanuki bounced around on the yard.

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∝: 331
♫: A Promise
✏: ---
@: Shiranui

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