Yuki
It was amazing, Brokentear's garden, it had me so entranced that I didn't even blink at the change in lighting. It was colorful and alive and relaxing, like I'd stepped into my home after being gone awhile. I hadn't realized how much I'd needed to smell grass and dirt and flowers around me. The castle was nice, would always be nice, but I understood that, for the duration of my stay, I would be coming to the gardens more often, although hopefully with Brokentear.
I breathed in deep, arms wide and a grin lighting up my face, and felt some tension in my shoulders ease, though where it had come from I wasn't sure. I simply enjoyed the small breeze that whistled through the air, like a passing greeting, and then pulled a cartwheel, feeling energy fill up my body. I wanted to run for hours, felt like I could fly around the castle and still never discover everything. Being a shape-shifter was hard, I forgot sometimes that they needed moments too, outside.
I probably would've devolved into handstands and flips, spending the energy, when I caught sight of a large pool of sunlight and felt my inner housecat purr at the thought of flopping into it, which I did with no qualms. It was as I sprawled out on the ground that I remembered I'd had an audience to my show, and turned my head enough to see him.
It really did not surprise me when I saw Brokentear was still standing in the doorway, all visible bits of skin covered in comforting shadow. Brokentear had probably just been giving me my moment, and while I had enjoyed it, I enjoyed his company more. So I figured it was time to tease him a bit.
"Heyyy," I called , smirking at him, "What, do you sparkle in the sun, like a twilight vampire? Should I go find a pair of sunglasses?-" which was funny, because I was the one who had blood red eyes, "Or should I be looking for an umbrella to shroud you so you don't burn to a crisp? Cause unless it's one of those reasons, you should get your fanged ass over here and enjoy the sun, you'll loose the sexy tan sooner rather than later if you don't. Besides, I need a pillow, and you seem to me like the type of person with a stomachs made to be a pillow." I commented, mentally cringing at my crudeness, but enjoying it when his jaw dropped open slightly.
Setsuna
Forever had finally figured out that he distracted me and shooed me off for that shower I probably needed. I laughed quietly when he closed the door and took my shower, thoroughly enjoying the warm water on my skin, though I would need to air-dry my wings after this, my feathers were clumping together uncomfortably, like hair.
When I got out, I saw he'd been nice enough to find me some clothes he thought might fit and proceeded to die via warm feelings in my heart and stomachs. God, I sounded like a lovesick human. Still, I grinned as I pulled on what was probably Brokentear's pants and hung the shirt around my neck to slip on later, and the proceeded to follow the tendril of shadow I had connected to Forever to find him more easily.
I found him rummaging around in the kitchen, pouting slightly as he looked undecided about what to make. I leaned in the doorway to watch him and smiled fondly at his unknowing form, at ease again. I watched a little longer, and then chuckled when his pout got a little more pronounced. Immediately, he straightened up with a squeak and turned to see me grinning unrepentantly at him.
"Just me, love" I told him, still leaning against the doorway, particularly pleased at how loud said squeak had been. He was too adorable sometimes, I couldn't help it. "I don't mind what I eat, so surprise me," I semi-asked, lost in musings for a moment. Feeling eyes still on me, I gave him a particularly pronounced grin. "Unless you want to eat what Yuki calls 'burnt blandness'. I'm afraid I'm completely useless in the kitchen," I sighed in mock disappointment.
