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Mydeimos

30% Training, 70% Diet

Mydeimos

Mydeimos

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@deliverer

[cyclus]

Mydeimos. We're moving, so pack Fig Stew's things!

@charmingwomanhood24

[strifeborne]

What's wrong with the apartment? Did you damage it.

[cyclus]

What? No! Of course I didn't, and how shameful of you to ask!

[strifeborne]

Then why are we relocating?

[cyclus]

We have a house!

[strifeborne]

[ ?! ]

Just like that?

[cyclus]

I must have impressed someone this month. It's huge!

[strifeborne]

I suppose you must, to get a gift like that. Where is it? I want to come see.

[cyclus]

It's near the river! I think I can send you the location.

[ He drops a pin and sends it over. ]

[strifeborne]

I'll be there shortly.

[ He also scoops up Fig Stew after he gets dressed to out, opting for draping his exomis around his body and waist and pairing it with a pair of dark pants and boots. Since the weather is warming, he'll be able to wear his normal clothes again, and he's looking forward to it. He tucks Fig Stew into the wrap around his waist and sets off.

When he arrives, he pauses, taking in the location and the water mill with an eyebrow raise before he knocks on the door. ]

[cyclus]

[ Phainon comes racing to the door as soon as he gets there, throwing it open wide a wide, excited grin. He, briefly, forgets about his new head accessory, too excited about the house. ]

Mydeimos! Isn't it great?

[strifeborne]

[ Fig Stew promptly jumps out of the exomis to skitter his way into the house, unless Phainon stops him. Mydeimos, for his part, opens his mouth to answer and then blinks when he spots the snow-white ears sitting atop Phainon's head.

Then he smirks. ]

It seems it wasn't the only gift you got this month, puppy.

[cyclus]

[ All Phainon does is step aside to let the Chimera run wild, opening his mouth to say more before -

ah. Right.

Bowing his head, his ears twitch. ]

You're never going to let me forget this, are you?

[strifeborne]

Nope.

[ Mydei's voice is quite cheerful about this fact too. Regardless, he reaches up to ruffle the hair between Phainon's ears affectionately before he drops his hand. ]

But, show me around the house. I didn't realize it was so large.

[cyclus]

It has six bedrooms!

[ His ears flick towards Mydei, drooping a little when the hand disappears, before Phainon grabs his wrist to start tugging him around. ]

There'll be one for Cipher, of course, and I'm asking the Cat King if he would like the attic room, but you can pick the one you like! I bet you'll love the kitchen as well!

[strifeborne]

[ Titans above, he really does look like a dog. The ears make the resemblance even more uncanny. Mydeimos gamely resists bringing his hand back up to pet them, instead letting Phainon lead him further into the home. ]

I choose whatever room is next to yours.

[ He says it unthinkingly but... it's true. He does look intrigued at the mention of the kitchen. ]

Is there space for more than one and a half of us now?

[cyclus]

It has a dining table, Mydei.

[ Tugging him along, he leads him into the kitchen, throwing open his arms. ]

There are two bedrooms that have a connecting bathroom. Do you want those?

[strifeborne]

[ The kitchen is absurdly spacious compared to the apartment; it even has an island counter in the middle. Mydeimos's eyes don't widen much, but for him it's as telling as an explosion of sparkles appearing. ]

It looks more than passable.

[ To his second question, he emphatically nods. Yes, there is surely a point where he'll regret it due to partners, but he'd rather have Phainon nearby than not at all. Plus: ]

I'm already used to your bathroom habits anyways.

[cyclus]

That means you like it.

[ Phainon translate Mydei into the common tongue, stepping over and leaning on him a little. ]

Wait, I don't have any weird habits, do I?

[strifeborne]

It means it's passable.

[ Yeah, he likes it. He lets Phainon lean against him, Fig Stew running his way back to them to snuffle around the kitchen. ]

Nothing I'm not already used to, puppy.

[ He smirks - he's clearly teasing. ]

[cyclus]

Mydeimos...

[ His cheeks are heating up, a bright, brilliant gold as he refuses to look at him. ]

Stop teasing me.

[strifeborne]

Who says I'm teasing you? It's fitting that you have an accessory that correctly reflects you.

[ He gives in to the urge to reach back up and scratch behind one of the ears. ]

Was this another gift?

[cyclus]

It sounds like a tease.

[ He's a little pouty about it, because that nickname inspires certain memories he is trying to keep a lid on. ]

I woke to a large poster outside the apartment. Here...

[ He grabs his device, getting the photo up and passing it over. ]

[strifeborne]

[ Mydeimos takes the device and looks at the photo. The picture looks like Phainon, though he's sure that he never sat for the picture in question. He squints a little bit at the text, before handing it back. ]

Have you tried calling the slate number on it?

[cyclus]

No...? Do you think I should?

[ He was a little too worried about it, for obvious reasons. ]