paradisalost | 5th Category - Plant Type

[ Anyone near the kitchen might notice Duke in there. At first he's just walking about, a little awkwardly, perhaps, taking turns and just mentally mapping where everything is. He pauses occasionally, hearing the sound of one of those magic fairies, but since he can't figure out what it is, it's ignored.

After that he's going to start cooking, and if knives near fingers make you nervous, don't watch him. Although he's doing fairly well at not nicking his fingers as he starts working on making something involving eggs.

Not doing so well at keeping his fingers free of egg, so there might be a tiny bit of that dripped on the page before the sounds of stirring and him finding things comes through the journal. ]

... If it was not this warm inside the castle.. what would you have done to keep yourself warm? [ He probably would have just become a mass of blankets and tried to sleep through winter, because there's no desert for him to wander off to, but shush. Chop chop chop - silence. ]

.....Stings..

((OOC: Feel free to come in and ask him to make an omelet for you too, or take advantage of the fact his hands are a bit busy for kissing! I promise no stabbing will happen. 8D))

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.... [ He's only catching some of those movements. ]

I have seen little since my arrival. 'Troll'?

[She crosses her arms.] What's that supposed to mean?

And yes, troll. It's what I am, haha!

It means that I have not been able to see after arriving here. That which the castle took.

New to me, trolls.

[!!!]

So you are blind!

[A pause, and then:] I am, too! Not that you could tell or anything, though, hehe.

[ Duke had been about to make some sort of grumpy comment to the effect of 'what are, blind as well, to not have figured it out?', but then she admits to being blind too and well. No need to say anything like that. ]

True enough. [ And his turn to pause. ] A castle thing, or from before?

Oh, a thing from before. But it's not a problem at all!

Because you see - [She cackles a little at that] - you don't really need eyes to "see." At least, I don't. I can taste and smell colors and words!

Hm. [ A blank blink. That's a bit odd. But so pinged for curiosity. ]

Explains 'cherry blood' and why you would have trouble scenting the color of my skin. [ Please don't have noticed he wears a lot of red, especially if she feels the need to lick him. That would be. Odd. Very odd, if she was humanoid in appearance. Which he wouldn't know! ]

That would make reading far easier. [ He still hasn't gotten around to figuring out how to do that again. ]

Yeeeeeeeep! I can read just fine. No need for troll Braille at all!

[A pause.] Though I suppose you'd probably need it. How do you even read the journal?

Braille.. [ that's the name of the thing he needs to look into.

Right, Journal. ]

It does not share with me images, but it dictates words.

Well, that's useful. But what about when you go out into the town? What do you do then?

[A pause.] Or do you just spend all your time in the castle?

..... [ Caught. ]

... Spend majority of my time in the castle. Keep near walls otherwise.

Sounds pretty boring! You can't let your blindness limit you, y'know.

[And she's just chattering away, not really paying much attention to the faint vanilla scent near her ear. FAIRIES?]

[ Fairies! What are these fairies. As far as Duke is aware, there's some sort of bells chiming. somewhere. Possibly moving up to circle above heads. And thus not important - it's not going to hit him.

... Is he getting scolded by someone small and not human? A.. little embarrassing. She might be able to tell that he finds it so. ]

I have.. been working on discovering ways to do what I once could. And discovering that cooking is now far harder...

You should just wish for pre-cooked food, because...

[She's suddenly trailed off, and is noticeably silent.

Yes, Duke. The fairies have gotten to her!]

... Like to do somethings.... [ Myself still.

Only he doesn't quite feel like talking anymore. Hmm. This might have to due with his sneeze, caused by dust dumped on his head from one of those fairies.

Her hand was somewhat still close to where his injured one was, right?

There's a somewhat awkwardly damp hand trying to find Terezi's, as sinks to more or less a kneel.]

[Terezi notices his movements, but doesn't withdraw her hand the way she would have wanted to otherwise. Her cheeks are colored teal as she awaits this new development, hand in his.]

[ Don't mind him pressing a kiss to the back of her hand then.

He'll just do that.

And stay there. ]

5th Category - Plant Type - Action/Dictated

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Sorry for late >.>;