IC Contact - City of Ariel

[forgivetheinsubordination]

Right. Because people are going to be leaving messages in my head now.

Try it.

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I don't know why I didn't know you tagged this. I'm so sorry.

[forgivetheinsubordination]

You don't seem so young, no. Wouldn't have, uh, you know. If you did. A lot of them seem a lot more serious, though. Like they've got more years weighing on them or something.

[He closes his eyes before shaking his head.]

But I really didn't expect Darkleer to be that old. He's got a lot on him, sure. But... Huh. Don't know.

it's okay <3

[whomheloved]

Pfft. [She has to laugh at that.] Then I'm glad I don't, because I would have been very sad to miss out on you know-ing with you if I did. I do understand what you mean, though. Some of them have lived much harsher lives than me. It shows.

It's normal for a blueblood - though I'd say he's seen a lot more than most bluebloods have, too.

<3

[forgivetheinsubordination]

[If turians could blush, Garrus would. Instead, he starts rubbing her back with one palm, letting himself relax a little.]

From what we've talked about, him and me, you and me, yeah. I'd say he's seen a lot. Carries a lot of it too. Not easy, letting it go. Though maybe that's another blueblood thing, speaking as one to a... green? Not really sure what you call the color you write with. Greenish.

[whomheloved]

[Di purrs softly when he rubs her back, melting against him happily. Just about any kind of physical affection is guaranteed to turn her into a happy kitty.]

No, some things are very hard to let go of. And harder for someone like Darkleer. Maybe it is a blueblood thing. [She flashes Garrus a small smile.] Olive. Green's fine too, really, there are just other shades of it in the spectrum.

[forgivetheinsubordination]

[He chuckles quietly at the noise, more used to it from Thane than anyone else, and the smile gets a flicker of his mandibles.]

Be easier if you could just shoot your problems away. Galaxy doesn't tend to work like that. This city doesn't, either. Basically life doesn't like being easy. Never could figure out why.

[whomheloved]

Because it's life? [She chuckles as well.] And there's only so much ammunition in the universe. You and Darkleer use up enough of it as it is.

[forgivetheinsubordination]

Mm. That can't be it. You can always make more bullets or heat cartridges. Or arrows. You only start running short on the field.

[Which he's had happen, and that's not a good topic.]

Pretty sure there was a mention of squeaks. Or does that only happen when you get hot dogs?

[whomheloved]

I have it on good authority that headpats are as conducive to squeaking as hotdogs are.

[Cuddling as well, but she's pretty sure Garrus would balk at that.]

[forgivetheinsubordination]

Really.

[There's amusement coloring his subharmonics and main tones.]

I don't want to call your source into question, but I may have to test this.

[The hand that isn't occupied with a backrub comes up and pats, carefully. Garrus has never patted someone on the head before, but if it's something she enjoys, why not?]

[whomheloved]

Oh, I agree. It definitely calls for a...

[And yes, that's definitely a happy little squeak interrupting her, and Garrus will find a kitty troll trying her best to curl up around him as he continues the headpatting and backrub. She simply loves being fussed over like this, and sounds rather like Kitty with the noises she's making as he pets her.]

[forgivetheinsubordination]

[After the last couple of days he's had it's ridiculously relaxing to have someone curling up on him with no expectations, just friendship. He doesn't mind the little bit of work he has to do for it in the least. Especially with the squeaks. ]

Heard that there tend to be a lot of similarities between pet owners and their pets. Hadn't expected it to be quite this clear. ... Now to hope someone doesn't start becoming more like a toad. Croakbeast. I'm not gonna stock enough crickets in thekitchen to feed a full-grown drell.

[whomheloved]

Pfft. Are you still pretending that Krogarian only belongs to Thane?

[She snuggles against him a bit more comfortably, apparently perfectly happy in spite of all the sharp angles she's cuddled up against.]

Sure we won't find you chewing on a cricket soon, Garrus?

[forgivetheinsubordination]

[That... had come into question just a day before. Garrus' chuckle isn't quite as happy as it could have bee. Things are going to work out. It's just not easy.]

Yeah, I'm sure. They've got mandibles. I try not to eat anything with them. And there's no pretending going on.

[whomheloved]

Oh, that's right. I'm sorry.

[She makes a face, not having realized - and also to pretend she hasn't noticed the way the subject seems to suddenly be bothering Garrus. She's not sure why, but there's enough on his plate without adding any more to it.]

I think it's more that I'm like my lusus than like Kitty. And then Kitty takes after me, of course. It probably works differently with trolls and pets since we're brought up by animals.