[ open ] Quest Catch-all!

[swordfucker]

Who: Guren Ichinose & Various
Where: All around town
When: The month of September!
What: QUEST RELATED CATCH ALL. There's an open bee prompt since Guren is a red, so anyone is welcome even if you didn't plot with me! Newbies too, once they get in!
Warnings: None. Will add if necessary!

A. Bees to see - OPEN

[Guren feels as though he's been going a little easy on the quests lately. It's time to fix that. He's antsy, he's got an empty jar in one hand and his other on his sword, and he holds it up to anyone who might pass him by.]

Have you bothered getting any honey yet? You can come with me.

[And with that simple line, they're off! Unless your character has any resistance, of course, but assuming they don't, Guren leads them right into the forest.]

I wouldn't be surprised if these things were huge and mutated, so let's be prepared for that.

B. Wildcard - OPEN

[If you want to hit Guren up for a different quest, even if he's a red, feel free! Try to ruin his day? Just see what he's up to? This is my generic space to say anyone can tag me even if I didn't plot things with them, so feel free, or hit me up at zeloser to work something out, if you want!]

Closed prompts in the comments!

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[passio]

[ it’s not nice, but it is a relief to know that ryo has a good head on his shoulders. he’s not going to let the two of them work themselves into a tizzy trying to figure out how to stay safe.

dextera automatically nods, even if guren can’t see it, and switches the grip on his sword to dig the tip of it into the soft earth. he looks to ryo. ]

Stay close.

[apocalypticist]

Of course. [ His sticks close to Dextera, fingers curled around his arm as he guides him back toward the town while carefully observing his surroundings for movement between the trees. No fairies are coming to revenge their fallen friends, no mutated creatures appear looking for a snack, there's just the three of them.

The dizziness fogging the edges of his mind is starting to clear. Good. ]

[swordfucker]

[They're free... It's just a matter of how long Dextera is going to have a stone foot, and how well Ryo is going to lead them out of the forest. Guren's following his footsteps, after all, so don't guide him in complicated paths around trees.

Slowly, carefully, he slides his sword back into its sheath.]

Let me know when we're out. [He can't even see changes in light.]

[passio]

[ they’re all falling apart.

as much as he wants to be the one to help guren, he’s relying on ryo for balance and his hands simply won’t get across for as long as guren is blind. ryo probably needs medical attention as well—whatever the reward for this is, dextera desperately hopes it’s worth it. ]

…

[ he sighs, softly, when they finally break through the trees to come out on the other side, and he gently touches ryo’s arm. ]

[apocalypticist]

[ They're in for an unpleasant surprise when they return their houses and find the quest reward. Thanks, #FFFFFF, they're going to hate it.

Ryo exhales a quiet, relieved sigh when they emerge from the forest. Fucking finally. ]

We're out now, Ichinose-san. [ He glances over at Dextera, loosening his grip on his arm. ]

[swordfucker]

Great.

[Guren takes a few more steps to be sure he's caught up with them, slowing and holding out his hand to be sure. He ends up touching between the both of them, and at that, he moves to drop right there and sit. In the dirt.]

Walking home like this is pointless if it might fade. I'm going to wait here. [Pretending not to be inwardly panicking.]

[passio]

[ dextera misses the touch already. ryo doesn’t like touching him and he knows that, so it’s something he should treasure—though “treasure” may not be the word others would use for the mix of feelings ryo stirs in him, even now.

he doesn’t try to get ryo’s grip back, though, because he knows better. ]

…what will you do?

[ to ryo, after a worried glance at guren. it can’t be permanent. ]

[apocalypticist]

[ Ryo tosses a brief glance to Guren before answering Dextera's question. ]

Return to my house and clean up the blood. [ He isn't particularly concerned about his injury; the bleeding seems to have stopped, and the healing factor take care of the rest within a couple of hours. He just wants to get rid of the wet sticky sensation of drying blood clinging to his face and the front of his hair. ]

[swordfucker]

[He can tell what Dextera is asking just from Ryo's answer. He's going to leave, of course. Guren is pretty sure Dextera won't... but not knowing like this is a little tense.]

Thanks for the help, both of you.

[passio]

[ dextera is worried for ryo, of course, and he makes a note to check on him later—for now, what he does as a parting gesture is to reach over and purify the blood that’s dripped onto ryo’s collar, restoring that spot to a pristine white. ]

I’m… going to stay with Guren.

[ in case that wasn’t completely obvious. ]

[apocalypticist]

Thank you. [ For cleaning up his coat, he appreciates it. Dextera's cleaning service is much better than trying to get the blood out on his own. ]

He says he's staying with you. [ To Guren, since he can't see the signing. And with that, he turns around and heads back to his house. ]

[swordfucker]

[Guren waits until Ryo's footsteps are distant enough to sigh and "stare" down at his lap.]

Real nice of him. [He wipes his hands off on his pants, just in case they're dirty, and holds one out in a vague direction where he assumes Dextera is.]

How's your foot? Does it hurt, or is it just heavy?

[passio]

[ now that ryo is gone, it’s all the more obvious that as long as guren is blind, they’ll have to rely on these touches that are welcome in some ways, but archaic by now.

he finds guren’s hand, gentle with it. ]

Heavy.

[ he writes slowly, a little out of practice with this method. ]

[swordfucker]

So we're both stuck here.

[Guren sighs, and he can tell that Dextera is no longer used to this. It's... good, probably, but it makes Guren a little sad that he's not, and that he's making him do it again in the first place.]

Sorry about this. No matter how many times I fight them, I can't find a way to block the spells they use that aren't just based on causing physical damage. My fuda are useless, no matter how I tweak the spells.

[passio]

[ dextera automatically shakes his head, without thinking about the uselessness of the gesture while guren can’t see. even that, huh? his facial expressions are no good either. ]

…

[ he strokes his fingers lightly across guren’s hand before he writes his answer. ]

OK. [ a pause. ] Not your fault.

[swordfucker]

...

[Maybe it's not, but Guren is quiet anyway, thinking about past fairy incidents before this one. Hmm.]

You can lean against me, if you want. [It's actually a disguised request. He's sitting here and he doesn't like being unable to even see light differences.]

[passio]

[ dextera does have enough sense to realize that guren is requesting something of him, rather than simply suggesting it, so he does just that—settling quietly against guren’s shoulder. ]

…

[ he takes guren’s hand back, lacing their fingers together, instead of speaking. ]

[swordfucker]

All of the other spells were temporary.

[ So these should be too, he means. He says it quietly, though, curling his fingers into that grip and breathing out a softer sigh. He’s tired... maybe he can just rest a little like this. And so, leaning back into Dextera’s lean from the side, he does just that. ]

[passio]

[ dextera nods, moving—his foot dragging along the ground audibly, as he tries to make himself comfortable against guren. he squeezes guren’s fingers, and leans onto his shoulder with a soft sigh of his own. ]

…

[ he opens guren’s palm again, and traces a circle. ]

Sleep?

[swordfucker]

Yeah... I'm kinda tired.

[It's interesting, how he doesn't have to turn and look at Dextera for this. He keeps his eyes closed instead, since keeping them open just feels strange and drying, and moves his free hand to reach and squeeze Dextera's wrist reassuringly. He's okay! Just tired.]

Is that okay? I can stay awake, if you want.

[passio]

[ even just being denied the simple movements of his head is oddly upsetting—he can’t even get through yes or no questions without being reminded of the possibility that guren might never see him again. it’s stressful. ]

…

[ it does give him a moment to think of what he wants to say, though, since guren can’t see his expression. ]

Sleep it off.

[swordfucker]

[Dextera hesitated, so even if Guren can't see, he can take a guess to what he's thinking. What he's worrying. He closes his fingers around Dextera's writing hand and pulls it to his lips for a kiss, slow and purposeful.]

You too, then. We'll wake up and be good as new.

[Then, he drops their hands back between them where they're leaning so close, taking a slow breath.]

I can tell from your breathing if you're really trying to sleep, too. Relax with me.

[passio]

[ dextera reaches out before he agrees, touching his fingers to guren’s face—a feather-light stroke across the thin skin of guren’s eyelids. he’s blind. dextera has been blind before, and he remembers what alice said about it—such a small thing, a poetic thing, but it stuck with him and he wonders what’s going through guren’s mind about it now. ]

…

[ he takes those fingers back and kisses the tips of the first two, before placing them against guren’s mouth. it’s intimate, and an answer of its own. fine. he’ll try to relax. ]

[swordfucker]

[It's rare to catch someone like Guren off guard, but he starts a little at that touch to such a sensitive place. It's easy to tell that it's not an attack he couldn't read, but just Dextera, though, and he relaxes into it with an amused breath. With that in mind, the motion is tender. It's sweet.

The kiss is even nicer, and he smiles against those fingers. Cute. Good. They can rest here, they really will wake up good as new, and Guren will walk Dextera home for his trouble.

So, he sets to sleep just like this.]