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[rootless]

[heyyyy thusians of the future there is a knock on your door

or window

or he's tracking you down

or if you're a lacertan i guess he's just hanging out up a tree.

I HOPE YOU ARE READY FOR VISITS]

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[deretsune]

[ THE WINDOW IS ALWAYS OPEN FOR YOU BABE

tho i guess lets assume the tinies are still tiny right now. from another room: ]

--Come in!

[rootless]

[if the tinies are still tiny his hair is probably in that horrible halfway point of too short to do anything with but long enough to look awful

hops in.]

What would you do if it wasn't me?

[deretsune]

[ There's a yip-- then Natsume wanders by, apparently in the midst of cleaning, with a half-grown fox pup scruffed in one hand. ]

Depends on who or what it is, I guess.

[rootless]

Fair enough.

What'd she do?

[deretsune]

Getting under my feet. She broke a bottle.

[ The fox struggles. "It wasn't me! It was Lettie!!" But Natsume just gives her a little shake and she falls still. ]

I know the difference between your scents like the very fur on my back. Don't try to outfox me.

[thevineintervention]

[ Something heavy settles on a branch above him. ]

[rootless]

[...that could be very bad or it could be not bad

glances up, tensing, ready to get the hell out of dodge at a moment's notice.]

[thevineintervention]

[ small white-flowered vines start creeping down the trunk of the tree ]

Cousin . . . That's you, isn't it?

[rootless]

[--relaxes.]

It's me.

[webmd]

[settled~ in a tree~]

[rootless]

[:3c

Hops onto a branch directly above him, hooks his knees over it and dangles upside down to say hi.

...This would probably be smoother if his heavy braid weren't on a direct coarse for Aeron's face.]

--oops.

[webmd]

[asjfka.]

Well. Hello.

[rootless]

Hi.

[drops down to Aeron's branch instead.]

[ofstormandsea]

[ ALSO THIS ONE is at the beach, as usual, if you want to find her.

She's napping in her and Tide's hut, out of the sun. The doorway is only simply shells strung together, and thus pretty open.

zzzz. ]

[rootless]

[if you don't have a proper door you can't expect nature to just stay out, geez

even this nature.

waltzes on in and then sits cross-legged against the doorframe to wait for her to wake.]

[ofstormandsea]

[ well, it's only a few moments before she speaks. ]

You should at least announce yourself.

[rootless]

Probably. I was going to let you keep sleeping, though.

[concretejungles]

[Man who knows why he is here. HE JUST GOT HERE I GUESS HELLO. Maybe he got his memories and then went and got mauled fighting things. :( idk.

OOPS.]

[rootless]

[Tempest doesn't even live in HQ anymore, but he does occasionally come back to make deals with gods (as grumpy as that makes him) and heal people, though contacting him can be inconsistent.

Really, it's a matter of timing. He just happens to be leaving the shrine room when Kida arrives, and the smell of human blood (even if it's just in his clothes) is pervasive enough to catch his attention.

He looks over his shoulder at Kida, not even really registering him yet.]

You okay?

[Tempest looks different now. A little taller, broader, with hair a bit darker and in a long braid that ends at the small of his back.]

[concretejungles]

[--whoah

WHOAH. Well you're both familiar and different. And Kida's not sure how to respond at first, besides staring.

Buut after a moment he frowns, gets to his feet, and marches over fully intending to try to punch Tempest. Just a little.]

[rootless]

...'Course you're not. That was a stupid question.

[turns and meets him, closing the distance halfway.]

Are you injure--

[WOAH OKAY CATCHING THAT PUNCH WITH A HAND.]

Uh?!

[tothedepths]

[Returning to hut sometime later!! And not really noting much other than that there are voices coming out of it when there really should just be Muirin napping in there.

He's not paranoid or anything, but he casually slips a knife out of his sleeve as he pushes his way in.]

[rootless]

[yeah he's long since learned to look for weapons on people the moment he registers them.

doesn't move!]

...Hi. That looks sharp.

[tothedepths]

[Oh. It's you.

He sighs, put-upon, and slips the knife back into his sleeve.]

Dull knives aren't the best for slitting throats with. [... PROBABLY JOKING.........]

[rootless]

I'll take your word for it. Knives have never been my thing.

[just takes it at face value]