[ social preening commencing, which is also just polaris finding loose feather sheathes and being like oh how pretty you are? really these birds are just lifting each other up like we all should be doing. ]
I'll take blue then. That's always been my color.
[ a warm smile as he pushes some of the pinker vines towards tsurumaru as he goes through them. kaeya's sitting posture continues to be that of an inappropriate slut, but he's having quite a good time in tsurumaru's company as evidenced by polaris' happy little trills. asshole. ]
I thought they might also be helpful as beacons of sorts in all the dark. We can better keep an eye on each other this way should something happen.
(These birds are really just being the healthy emotional support their companions probably really actually need but won't reveal because tehre is a human shell covering their soul.
Kaeya mentions blue being his color and Kiku spreads her wings and lets out a loud call. She is, after all, an azure-winged magpie. Blue is a good color. She returns her attention back to Polaris though, her tail feathers wagging with each little hop... this is what happens when your body is 60% tailfeathers ok. But yes, yes, you're so pretty, Polaris. She knows. And so kind too. What a good bird you are.)
A light in the darkness,
(Of course, Tsurumaru is more inclined to think in metaphor. He's an old soul.
He begins to twist some of the vines together, looping smaller pieces between the twists,) and a tool to see.
My, I wonder what other uses we could find.
(He picks up one of star-shaped bloom,)
If we knew the meaning, imagine the secret messages one could send~
(Flower language. He's talking about flower language.)
[ kaeya definitely didn't miss the little show from kiku, he's smiling throughout. blue is definitely a magnificent color. polaris in turn will continue to dote, creating cozy space to continue to be gross and preen any loose feathers before finally simply settling in. it's comfortable here, cozy, and he looks at rest save for one eye open. ]
Perhaps there's a book around here that might have the answers to your question. We could go looking around later if you'd like.
[ he lifts his head. ]
Flower language is incredibly telling when done correctly. The intricacies one could send with just a simple bloom.
[ i cant believe there was a wholeass event in genshin about this im so angry u brought flower language up yells ]
(did you not see the heian bullshit in his profile...... flower arrangement is peak.)
And maybe we can find some other books, too. You can learn a lot from what the people choose to record~
(See, also: "record-keeping."
But he's nodding in agreement here! He's very familiar with this topic,)
A flower by itself can tell a different story when placed with others. The color of one could change the meaning entirely from that of another color.
(From his work, he glances over at Kiku who stops her fussing and settling with Polaris to look at her companion. Hmm, they're both onto something here. But Kiku will settle in next to Polaris, picking at the feathers and arranging them in what might vaguely look nest-like? It's more like a feather mat than a nest. But she just wants to collect what she can, okay.)
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I'll take blue then. That's always been my color.
[ a warm smile as he pushes some of the pinker vines towards tsurumaru as he goes through them. kaeya's sitting posture continues to be that of an inappropriate slut, but he's having quite a good time in tsurumaru's company as evidenced by polaris' happy little trills. asshole. ]
I thought they might also be helpful as beacons of sorts in all the dark. We can better keep an eye on each other this way should something happen.
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Kaeya mentions blue being his color and Kiku spreads her wings and lets out a loud call. She is, after all, an azure-winged magpie. Blue is a good color. She returns her attention back to Polaris though, her tail feathers wagging with each little hop... this is what happens when your body is 60% tailfeathers ok. But yes, yes, you're so pretty, Polaris. She knows. And so kind too. What a good bird you are.)
A light in the darkness,
(Of course, Tsurumaru is more inclined to think in metaphor. He's an old soul.
He begins to twist some of the vines together, looping smaller pieces between the twists,) and a tool to see.
My, I wonder what other uses we could find.
(He picks up one of star-shaped bloom,)
If we knew the meaning, imagine the secret messages one could send~
(Flower language. He's talking about flower language.)
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Perhaps there's a book around here that might have the answers to your question. We could go looking around later if you'd like.
[ he lifts his head. ]
Flower language is incredibly telling when done correctly. The intricacies one could send with just a simple bloom.
[ i cant believe there was a wholeass event in genshin about this im so angry u brought flower language up yells ]
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And maybe we can find some other books, too. You can learn a lot from what the people choose to record~
(See, also: "record-keeping."
But he's nodding in agreement here! He's very familiar with this topic,)
A flower by itself can tell a different story when placed with others. The color of one could change the meaning entirely from that of another color.
(From his work, he glances over at Kiku who stops her fussing and settling with Polaris to look at her companion. Hmm, they're both onto something here. But Kiku will settle in next to Polaris, picking at the feathers and arranging them in what might vaguely look nest-like? It's more like a feather mat than a nest. But she just wants to collect what she can, okay.)