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[takeroot]

can i get an f in chat for fellden

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[summonere]

I'm sorry about that.

[ About that flower. About being a needy controlling wreck for days at a time. ]

[takeroot]

It's alright. I am merely glad you feel like yourself again.

[Dramatics aside... or, well, dramatics expected, but mmm.]

[summonere]

I did get a chance to recommend you to Hakuno.

[ Unfortunate shit and all. ]

She's excited to experiment in the kitchen for you.

[takeroot]

Oh! Did you? That is spectacular. But should I worry about her experiments?

[The pastries? Very tasty. But "experiment"...]

[summonere]

She's never poisoned me, if that's what you mean.

[takeroot]

Goodness, I wouldn't suggest your lovely friend is prone to poisonings.

[He's been poisoned, he would figure it out. Probably.]

If she is excited, then I will be the same!

[summonere]

[ He goes away for a little bit, which might be for the best. Especially if it involves Clary consoling him that this is difficult for everyone. ]

It's her first time having a home, she wants to hostess and be with friends. So thank you.

There were some other things that happened after I left you.

[takeroot]

I will bring a housewarming gift.

[Does it matter how long they've already lived there? Nope! He'll bring something. Now then, the gossips? Lay it on him.]

What happened?

[summonere]

First... I shouldn't have put all my frustration towards you for all of it.

I encountered some other people I knew, and each had their own enchantment.

[ Great intro V, now get to it. ]

They're both uncomfortable and humiliating in different ways.

The first flower gave a fellow researcher a number of my memories from before Fellden. The way he looked at me afterwards was horrible, and then he could barely look at me at all.

The second flower was a much more insistent version of the mistletoe. I kissed someone I barely know out in the street.

[takeroot]

[Yes yes, he's already forgiven V for his supposed transgressions, it's fine. The deets, on the other hand...]

Your fellow researcher cast judgment on you? I'm sorry for that. It hardly sounds fair for something outside your control.

But tell me all about who you've been kissing!

[The whiplash here is intense. Spill!!]

[summonere]

[ Wow! Connie! Please! ]

I don't know if it was judgment so much as... overwhelmed. I think he felt much of, it's disturbing to feel like you're someone else, but not quite.

[ V super fucking knows, and then passed it on like a virus to Syr. ]

I will, but contain yourself. He's a Star Court claimed, near my height with dark curls.

[takeroot]

Well, perhaps he'll come around. There is something to be learned about the magic in the flowers, after all.

[Right? Make it a research project. Anyway-]

I don't think I know anyone who fits the description of your forbidden beau. [constantin,] But you have met him before, yes? What is he like outside kissing?

[Is he good enough for you, V...]

[summonere]

[ What had he said about containing yourself?! ]

Yes, at the New Year's ball under more mistletoe. Those let you escape if you hugged someone or said something polite to them though.

He gets along with Griffon too well, smells like cigarettes, but he's funny and doesn't notice much when I bully him.

[takeroot]

[He said something and Constantin promptly ignored it, thanks.]

He gets along with Griffon? Does that mean he has terrible bird approval?

[Wild! Anyway, time to continue not containing himself:]

And is he a good kisser?

[summonere]

How would I know what's 'good'?

[ That's part of his problem here. If he'd at least slightly known what he was doing, it might be less overwhelming and strange. ]

[takeroot]

You would certainly know if it was bad.

[Kissing is surely not that complex, buddy.]

[summonere]

Then it wasn't bad, but I don't think that spell would have let me know, even if it was.

[takeroot]

Alright, alright.

Are you going to see him again?

[summonere]

I don't know.

[takeroot]

I think you should!

[But, ah, he is a hopeless romantic to the core, so-]

Unless it was actually terrible, but I have been assuming you wouldn't have told me if it was all that bad.

[summonere]

[ Ugh. That last point. You wouldn't be talking about it if you didn't kind of like it. Heck off! ]

Maybe it was just exciting because it was new.

[takeroot]

[More like if it was deeply awful you would ignore it, like Constantin completely would, because he is great at healthy emotional responses!]

I suppose that could be it. I can't recall the first kiss I ever had, so it must have been dull.

[Or, he was drunk? It is a distinct possibility.]

[summonere]

You don't even remember when?

[ Right now this kiss feels seared in his mind, how did you forget. ]

[takeroot]

Well, it was in the midst of my teen years? With time and effort I could perhaps give you something precise, not that it would mean very much, considering.

[Some people contain multitudes of years, it is super wild.]

[summonere]

This is my 110th day.

[ Do you think he's ready to make out with boys. ]