21st Death

[twisted-baroque.livejournal.com]

[going outside today will net you one confused member of the Koriel going full out WTF at the weather. it's cold and he can't help but flinch everytime snow falls on him because Dextera has never been in a situation where something cold didn't hurt him. but so far he's deemed it safe to wander around and try and figure out exactly what was going on.

oddly enough, the strange fireflies wandering around the area don't bother him at all. they're pretty but apparently harmless. so far, anyways....]

[ooc: open for kissing shenanigans, planed or unplaned.]

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[lord-wizard.livejournal.com]

[Felix's awe with the weather went out with last winter, and he's left to slog his way to town for work. Some days, he really wished he could magic himself around like some of the others did

He spots Dextera standing around like a mooncalf in the snow

Dextera? What's wrong?

[twisted-baroque.livejournal.com]

[oh, it's Felix. he probably knows what this is.

so he'll point down at the snow with a questioning look on his face. what is it?]

[lord-wizard.livejournal.com]

[Annoying, is what it is]

It's snow.

[twisted-baroque.livejournal.com]

[he can deal with annoying a bit better.

Dextera blinks - so this was what Ashura told him about - and reaches down and sticks his hands in the snow before jerking them back out a second later. it's cold!]

[lord-wizard.livejournal.com]

[Felix tilts his head, watching]

It's frozen, rain, basically.

...If you want to play with it, you might want to get some gloves.

[twisted-baroque.livejournal.com]

[he looks down at the thin wrapings covering his hands and flexes his fingers. they don't count as 'gloves'?]

[lord-wizard.livejournal.com]

[He's getting good at reading Dextera]

Those aren't really going to help. Leather, maybe.

[twisted-baroque.livejournal.com]

[leather....oh, like one of his old coats. speaking of which, he's going to jam his hands into his coat's pockets. maybe thicker clothing was in order at some point.

but for now Dextera is just going to stare at the snow. he knew about seasons but this was strange, even for him.]

[lord-wizard.livejournal.com]

[This is why he bought you a scarf.]

Oh, don't look like that. It's not that bad.

[Exasperated, he wishes up a pair of leather gloves and tugs at Dextera's wrist]

Here, give me your hands...

[twisted-baroque.livejournal.com]

[and this is why Dextera needs to remember these things. but he'll hold out his hands when Felix tells him to. he's curious again, the wrappings were one thing but gloves were another. was there really that much of a difference?]

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[Felix starts to tug the first glove into place, making sure each finger goes in the right place before starting on the next one, oblivious to the dancing of fairies overhead]

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[Dextera, meanwhile, is looking up at them. it's another thing he's never seen before but since his hands are being used and he doesn't have his journal, he kind of can't ask. though the dust really has his attention. what was it for...?]

[lord-wizard.livejournal.com]

You really need to take better care of yourself. You're not much use if you go an lose a few limbs to frostbite, you know.

[He tugged the second glove into place and glanced at Dextera, arching a brow at the boy's skyward gaze

He always felt strangely protective of the boy, but he hadn't felt that oddly affectionate surge of emotion since he rescued Dextera from his own room.

But here it was again, and stronger than ever.]

Dextera...

[Keeping one hand on Dextera's he reached up and touched the boy's face, hoping to get his attention]

[twisted-baroque.livejournal.com]

[it does get his attention and Dextera looks at Felix, tilting his head slightly. normally, with someone this close to him, he'd want to back up but this time he didn't want to at all.

Dextera didn't understand what exactly he wanted to do but it seemed to involve Felix's lips. maybe if he looked closer he could figure it out.]

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[There was a brief glimmer of thought that perhaps he shouldn't be doing this, but he wasn't listening.

Instead he met Dextera half-way, leaning down to press his lips to the boy's, the kiss gentle but not-at-all shy]

[twisted-baroque.livejournal.com]

[Dextera is a bit more shy about it - this was the first time someone had actually kissed him - but it didn't feel bad at all. it felt...nice. not a really fancy word to discribe this, but it was the closest thing Dextera could think of when experiencing something this brand-new.

maybe the things forgotten by everyone else weren't so far away from him after all.]

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[He increased the pressure just slightly before breaking away with a slight sigh, the magic fading away as he did so.

He knew immediately what had happened. When this had happened with Ashura, he'd panicked, but with Dextera, Felix didn't think he would have to fear any anger. It concerned him what the boy would make of what had just happened.

Felix steps away, not wanting to worry Dextera by running, but feeling suddenly aware of how close they had been standing]

Are you alright?

[twisted-baroque.livejournal.com]

[he looks fine but curious at the same time. it was something he didn't understand and for once, Dextera had nothing to compare it to. usually he had something - a lesson learned from one of his deaths, an object he found that someone was willing to tell him the meaning of - but it didn't feel like those would help now.

still there was no helping his curiosity and Dextera looked back at Felix, tilting his head slightly. what was that?]

[lord-wizard.livejournal.com]

[Dextera wasn't upset, so that was something, but it was hard to know exactly what that head tilt meant]

The...the castle makes it people kiss each other around this time of year.

[He glances up]

I believe it's the fairies doing it this time.

[twisted-baroque.livejournal.com]

[he looks up too, staring at the fairies. so this wasn't something people did on their own? if he had the meaning of 'make' right, anyways.

Dextera tries moving some of the snow out of the way with his foot so he could hopefully get at the dirt. he wanted to ask more and he was starting to realize that he needed more that just his journal to talk to people.]

[lord-wizard.livejournal.com]

What you doing now?

[twisted-baroque.livejournal.com]

[Dextera taps his throat, actually looking a little bit annoyed for once. it was easier back home because there wasn't any snow and he had blood to spare for writing, but it probably wouldn't go over so well right now.

finally hitting a small patch of dirt, he bends down to write a little.]

Don't have my journal. But what is kissing?

[lord-wizard.livejournal.com]

[Note to self: buy the boy a notepad]

That just now? That was a kiss.

...You've never kissed anyone, have you?

[He is in so much trouble]

[twisted-baroque.livejournal.com]

[he shakes his head.]

No. What does it mean?

[lord-wizard.livejournal.com]

It usually means that you like the other person.