but docybara just wiggles excitedly at the idea of getting some exercise. thorns thinks it's possible, but he is now staring at elysium as he wonders how bad this is. the problem with being obsessive and thinking that everything that they is good and just and perfect means that once the high wears off, it leads to this. ]
Here are your clothes. I can help you get dressed.
[ elysium did ask for this. he cannot be sabotaging their future endeavours by being a baby but everything really is starting to catch up to him and he does not have thorns' self-healing trait.
he gazes at his jacket… his painkillers…
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holds out his arms like he wants to be helped up. this is so unfortunate. ]
he immediately leans all his weight on thorns and uses him as his walker. he presses a kiss to the underside of his jaw as payment… elysium is his oversized and clingy puppy. ]
Mhm. You were hot last night. We'll have to do it again.
[ that said, this is a separate matter from what he'd promised him. ]
[ it doesn't have to be a separate matter actually? but thorns walks them over to where their cart is so that elysium can lean against it while he dresses him. docybara waddles over helpfully!!! he doesn't do anything, but it's helping. ]
and as perfectly behaved babies are ought to do, he kisses thorns the moment he turns around. there is no evidence of his crime anywhere except back in his pocket—his jacket is back on. ]
or, well. he would be suspicious, if this wasn't a thorns who is so incredibly used to physical affection as the norm. but he is, so the gesture is just accepted as elysium being cute. he kisses him back. ]
[ he meant the part where he's standing perfectly fine, but okay…
still, docybara has not forgotten that a very important request was made of him and stubbornly shakes his head, refusing to move on even as the two of them start to. so, despite getting more antsy the longer they stay here, the prospect of being given responsibility makes him wiggle in hopes to communicate his thoughts properly. ]
[ as much as he enjoys intimacy with thorns, not like this. thorns will die if he has to carry elysium any longer. ]
Hold? With what arms? [ he just continues to stare at this creature that is exuding animal crossing flowers. ] Should I get on his back or try to fit in the cart…?
he sniffles, but complies anyway. instead of handing anything over to thorns, he clutches the boxes to his chest. it's a lot of boxes—enough to block his view entirely, and while it's not ideal, he will just perish and rise again when he must. ]
How's it looking with the Doctor?
[ liberi might be lighter than most, but he's still a larger guy… ]
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he just turns his head over to docybara while this happens. there is peace for now. ]
Do you think you're strong enough to carry me, buddy?
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but docybara just wiggles excitedly at the idea of getting some exercise. thorns thinks it's possible, but he is now staring at elysium as he wonders how bad this is. the problem with being obsessive and thinking that everything that they is good and just and perfect means that once the high wears off, it leads to this. ]
Here are your clothes. I can help you get dressed.
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he gazes at his jacket… his painkillers…
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holds out his arms like he wants to be helped up. this is so unfortunate. ]
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thorns goes over to pick up his precious bbbb!!! he pats him on the back. ]
Let's get you some pants.
[ said in the tone where you might tell a puppy you're getting snacks ]
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he immediately leans all his weight on thorns and uses him as his walker. he presses a kiss to the underside of his jaw as payment… elysium is his oversized and clingy puppy. ]
Mhm. You were hot last night. We'll have to do it again.
[ that said, this is a separate matter from what he'd promised him. ]
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Whenever you want, mi alma. How do you feel?
[ besides bad ]
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he levels thorns a look…… docybara is great emotional support. he rubs his head against the both of them. ]
Pass me my jacket.
[ very bad ]
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he hands the jacket over silently. he waits for an answer that may never come. ]
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Turn around.
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he hesitantly turns around. ]
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rawdogs more painkillers ]
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thorns turns around because from his pov elysium didn't do anything. ]
What?
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and as perfectly behaved babies are ought to do, he kisses thorns the moment he turns around. there is no evidence of his crime anywhere except back in his pocket—his jacket is back on. ]
Surpriseeeee. Hi.
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or, well. he would be suspicious, if this wasn't a thorns who is so incredibly used to physical affection as the norm. but he is, so the gesture is just accepted as elysium being cute. he kisses him back. ]
Ready?
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[ he gets to his feet and presses another kiss for good measure. ]
Yep—! Surprised?
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[ it was cute but it was not surprising, no. it would have been more shocking if thorns didn't receive a kiss. ]
Let's get moving before the Doctor throws another tantrum.
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still, docybara has not forgotten that a very important request was made of him and stubbornly shakes his head, refusing to move on even as the two of them start to. so, despite getting more antsy the longer they stay here, the prospect of being given responsibility makes him wiggle in hopes to communicate his thoughts properly. ]
He took me that seriously…?
[ their baby sneezes. yes. ]
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it's mostly just safe to always assume their child wants attention, since 9/10 that is the correct answer. ]
What did you say to him?
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probably
elysium just looks away. ]
I asked if he thought he'd be able to carry me. I didn't think he was that good with language…
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hm. thorns pets docybara even more. ]
I think he should be able to hold you. Or I can carry you.
[ this will not last. ]
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Hold? With what arms? [ he just continues to stare at this creature that is exuding animal crossing flowers. ] Should I get on his back or try to fit in the cart…?
[ docybara nods. yes! ]
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Not to be crude, but the cart would be more comfortable for your ass.
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I won't be able to see you as well.
[ with the gravity that he may die. ]
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thorns just points at the cart. ]
Get in.
[ they may have to rearrange things and thorns might have to carry some of the items instead, but elysium is more important. ]
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he sniffles, but complies anyway. instead of handing anything over to thorns, he clutches the boxes to his chest. it's a lot of boxes—enough to block his view entirely, and while it's not ideal, he will just perish and rise again when he must. ]
How's it looking with the Doctor?
[ liberi might be lighter than most, but he's still a larger guy… ]
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