blood sweat tear

[imeanforever]

He's moving her to a different court to see if it'll improve her attitude. She's allowed to fly. It's been a long, long time since she was allowed to -

She is only allowed to fly to her destination, not anywhere else. She notices that she is not where she should be, that she cannot progress to where she was told to go, and she careens out of control when her wings won't flap anymore, and she crashes.

---

with Miles (kappa)

with Minus (kappa)

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[eversomuchfun]

"Was that a yes?"

[imeanforever]

Blink.

[eversomuchfun]

"Good enough for me. Would you like to come into my crypt? It's not well furnished but it will prevent my neighbours from stumbling across you and deciding you'd make a nice snack."

[imeanforever]

Blink.

[eversomuchfun]

"Come in, then. Unless I'm going to have to carry you...?"

[imeanforever]

Blink.

[eversomuchfun]

He sighs again.

He scoops Promise off the ground and carries her into the stone building, where he proceeds down a half-concealed stairway into a smallish room. The only item of furniture present is a bed. The mortal deposits Promise on the edge of it and then sits where he can see her face, next to the room's remaining objects: a mug, a box of teabags, some large jugs of water, and a kettle.

"Fancy a cup of tea?" he inquires.

[imeanforever]

Blink!

[eversomuchfun]

He pours; the kettle was already hot. "Tea now, or tea in ninety seconds at a less painful temperature?"

[imeanforever]

Blink. (When he says 'now'. The water's not actually boiling, she's had worse it'll heal -)

[eversomuchfun]

The mortal shrugs. He brings over the mug and arranges it in a drinkable configuration relative to her face.

[imeanforever]

Promise opens her mouth.

[eversomuchfun]

Technically-non-boiling tea goes in.

[imeanforever]

It's hot. She swallows it anyway.

[eversomuchfun]

He inputs the entire mug of tea and then stands back and regards her.

"No doubt there is a next step to this puzzle."

[imeanforever]

Blink.

[eversomuchfun]

"Wouldn't it be nice if you could tell me what it is."

[imeanforever]

She opens her mouth again, just a little, but nothing comes out.

[eversomuchfun]

"Hm," says the mortal, regarding her thoughtfully.

[imeanforever]

[eversomuchfun]

"As much fun as this little interlude has been, do feel free to give the answer away."

[imeanforever]

Does that -

She opens her mouth and this time sound comes out.

"I'm under heavy orders and I can mostly only do things you tell or permit me to do."

[eversomuchfun]

"Well, that's annoying."

[imeanforever]

[eversomuchfun]

"And will it solve this irritating puzzle if I permit you to do whatever you like?"