IC INBOX for FADE RIFT

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Gavin has a little box stuffed full of notes. Feel free to stuff one in there, if you like, or come say hi.

 

The notes may just be all doodles. 

just saying.

 

Comments

[byblow]

I should hope not. [ He sniffles. Attractively, though, probably. ] Sleeping out in public, I think you don't get to be picky about who joins you.

[ But he gets up, having been invited, and re-flops alongside Gavin, who Isn't Asking. Gavin is great. Alistair tries to provide some encouragement for him to continue not asking: ]

Don't you have a bethrothed noble you should be sleeping with?

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[If it were someone else, Gavin would just throw an arm around Alistair's shoulder and give him a hug, but -- .... No, actually, that's exactly what he does, though it's less a hug than it is a sideways squeeze-cuddle, sorry Alistair.]

Even if I were picky, I think I could make room for you.

And I'm sure he's off somewhere being handsome and noble. We tend to end up on opposite shifts.

[byblow]

[ Whenever someone is touchy with Alistair for the first time, there's always a moment of bewilderment on his end. Pleasant bewilderment. He blinks a few times, looking up at nothing, and then twists his mouth into the biggest smile he can manage at the moment, which is. Not very big. Sort of pathetic actually. Probably doesn't even resemble a smile. Maybe in a few more minutes. ]

That's inconvenient. You should complain.

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[Since he wasn't immediately shoved off, Gavin took that as permission, and just snuggled in closer because that was his natural inclination.]

Have you met Harding? I don't think she would take it very kindly if I said "Hey, can I switch my shift so that I can cuddle with a human noble".

[byblow]

Met is probably a strong word.

[ He knows of Harding. He hasn't spoken to her. But he'll trust Gavin's assessment, and accept Gavin's closer snuggling with the same baffled and quiet grace as he accepted the initial gesture. After a moment, he sort of leans into it, like a dog, which is probably because dogs are who taught him how to cuddle. ]

You wouldn't have to tell her why. You could make up something else. You're nursing a litter of orphaned kittens and need to feed them on a particular schedule.