[steals a page from flurry's book THIS IS ALSO A NONSTARTER Lucas will be in the garden for the most part, or perhaps the field of flowers! TOSS ME WHATEVER ZHONGLI U THINK IS FUNNIEST and let me know if you wish for an au lucas or a baby lucas or just normal lucas struggling to hold all these children suddenly]
There is a fourteen year old lad hanging out near the tea party area, wearing a huge and dirty cloak and just kind of warily eying the spread. He doesn't seem all that fussed about being here, at least. It is because he remembers that he's dead and in Heaven if not anything else, or else he'd be fckin unplayable trying to find his damn sister.]
[ no your sister is definitely not here and totally still very alive, for everyone's safety. mostly yours.
while he's warily stankeyeing this spread, something warm with a little weight goes across his shoes. when he looks, however he reacts to it, there are two, large, golden eyes staring at him from the cat-sized dragon that has a tea cake in his mouth. freezing, he stares.
and then lets out a muffled noise behind the stolen food. ]
NOT THE SHOE WEIGHT. Lucas immediately starts, but fortunately still isn't the type to kick on reflex unless something appears to be bug-like... Something cat-sized is definitely not a bug, even if his brain is struggling to register what the hell he's seeing.]
[ stares back at him from under the table, chrring a little behind his mouthful... he seems to be considering if he's been caught or not, big ol' eyeballs scanning his face.
and then he starts trying to momf-hork it down as quickly as possible, in case lucas decides to take theh tea cake away from him. very dignified. very demure. ]
[DON'T JUST FCKIN BE A CAT WITH PLASTIC MY GOD. Lucas seems a bit alarmed right away over the speed at which this creature is scarfing down this wholeass tea cake, holding his hands out in a bit of a panic.]
[ this idiot baby of a toddler adeptus does, in fact, choke a little on the tea cake. it gives him the hiccups as he's startled by both choking, and by lucas' alarms.
[NOT LIKE THIS. YOU FOOLISH BABY. Lucas immediately and sweatily reaches out to fetch a cup of tea from the table, placing it and the saucer down on the ground.]
[NOT THESE JUMPY HICCUPS. At least he is too dragon to be compelled to speak in rhyme for an hour... Lucas crouches down next to him, frowning in concern. He keeps his hands to himself and watches quietly, just making sure this strange creature doesn't get itself into any more trouble!!!!]
... hic. zhongli is going to be positively mortified, especially considering he and lucas are usually so calm and collected and put together, both. for now, though, he's just a little creature trying to get control of his hiccups. after long enough - having drank all of the rhyming tea down - his little forked tongue blems at the side of his snout and he looks up at lucas. ]
[ 6000 years and no one alive has ever seen him act a fool like this, specifically. now here they are.
his head recedes a bit into his neck, like a seal, with the chiding - like he does, in fact, understand, and has been cowed. gentle as it is. creeping forward to lucas' feet, he mrrps again before stretching up on his haunches and putting his little clawsies on his knees.
Not the little seal neck receding help. Lucas feels a bit badly... He is too soft to scold... But before he can say anything, the little creature is approaching and climbing up and he just is like !?!? and goes very still, like someone who's never had a cat climb onto their lap before and is too afraid to move just in case they spook it...
After a second or two, he... carefully and gently, like... rests a hand against his back... His hand is shaking just very slightly as he does so, though he doesn't actually seem afraid.]
zhongli looks up at him when he goes so still, blinking his big anime ass looking eyes at him. he seems perfectly content to stay right where he is, however long it takes, for lucas to fully react, however that. winds up being? like this is his thank you for helping him.
or maybe he just decided that they're friends, now, and his friend needed some company. when his hand settles, though... there's a beat, two, three, and then he slow blinks and lets out a very soft, content rumble. ]
This is so cute... He's a little startled by the rumbling, blinking as he gazes back at these big anime ass looking eyes with their sweet slow blinks. This is like being chosen at the cat cafe.]
...You don't look like one at all, but you rather act like a cat, don't you...
[Gently and hesitantly and very, very carefully, he strokes down his little dragon back. Petting... like a cat...]
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There is a fourteen year old lad hanging out near the tea party area, wearing a huge and dirty cloak and just kind of warily eying the spread. He doesn't seem all that fussed about being here, at least. It is because he remembers that he's dead and in Heaven if not anything else, or else he'd be fckin unplayable trying to find his damn sister.]
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while he's warily stankeyeing this spread, something warm with a little weight goes across his shoes. when he looks, however he reacts to it, there are two, large, golden eyes staring at him from the cat-sized dragon that has a tea cake in his mouth. freezing, he stares.
and then lets out a muffled noise behind the stolen food. ]
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NOT THE SHOE WEIGHT. Lucas immediately starts, but fortunately still isn't the type to kick on reflex unless something appears to be bug-like... Something cat-sized is definitely not a bug, even if his brain is struggling to register what the hell he's seeing.]
...Are you allowed to have that...
[JUST PONDERING ALOUD.]
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and then he starts trying to momf-hork it down as quickly as possible, in case lucas decides to take theh tea cake away from him. very dignified. very demure. ]
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Wait! Eat it normally!! You're going to choke?!
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hic. ]
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Here - drink some of this.
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hic! his whole body jumps with the force of his hiccups, but he'll creep forward and plaintively mlem at the tea. ]
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... hic. zhongli is going to be positively mortified, especially considering he and lucas are usually so calm and collected and put together, both. for now, though, he's just a little creature trying to get control of his hiccups. after long enough - having drank all of the rhyming tea down - his little forked tongue blems at the side of his snout and he looks up at lucas. ]
... chrr.
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That said, he has been a fusser for so long and it still comes through strong even when he's 14, so he just gently chides...]
Don't eat so quickly again or you'll end up with even worse hiccups next time.
[He has no idea why he is talking to this creature like it can understand him. It just feels like the move to make.]
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his head recedes a bit into his neck, like a seal, with the chiding - like he does, in fact, understand, and has been cowed. gentle as it is. creeping forward to lucas' feet, he mrrps again before stretching up on his haunches and putting his little clawsies on his knees.
hup. up onto his lap he goes. ]
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Not the little seal neck receding help. Lucas feels a bit badly... He is too soft to scold... But before he can say anything, the little creature is approaching and climbing up and he just is like !?!? and goes very still, like someone who's never had a cat climb onto their lap before and is too afraid to move just in case they spook it...
After a second or two, he... carefully and gently, like... rests a hand against his back... His hand is shaking just very slightly as he does so, though he doesn't actually seem afraid.]
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zhongli looks up at him when he goes so still, blinking his big anime ass looking eyes at him. he seems perfectly content to stay right where he is, however long it takes, for lucas to fully react, however that. winds up being? like this is his thank you for helping him.
or maybe he just decided that they're friends, now, and his friend needed some company. when his hand settles, though... there's a beat, two, three, and then he slow blinks and lets out a very soft, content rumble. ]
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This is so cute... He's a little startled by the rumbling, blinking as he gazes back at these big anime ass looking eyes with their sweet slow blinks. This is like being chosen at the cat cafe.]
...You don't look like one at all, but you rather act like a cat, don't you...
[Gently and hesitantly and very, very carefully, he strokes down his little dragon back. Petting... like a cat...]