[ 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. ]
[ 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. ]
[ 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.
[ 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.
[ 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!
[ 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?
[ 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: ]
[ 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. ]
Maybe not you, lest you end up with a tail as well.
[ He pulls out his own phone, though, dialing the number and putting it on speaker. He gives his name when prompted, which prompts an odd squealing noise from the person he's talking to, before they start eagerly badgering him with questions. ]
'Who do I consider my most important person'? What kind of consultation is this?
[ Phainon edges closer, though, leaning in to try and listen to the questions as they come, desperately nosy. He frowns when he hears it all, though, shaking his head. ]
[ "Is that Phainon too!?" the voice goes up to an unholy screech of excitement. "Phanclub is never going to believe this!" ]
I don't think I should.
[ Despite his reservations, he does. ]
It is Phainon and Cipher, of course.
[ He swears he hears pouting, but they begin asking more questions. They seem benign but then get more intimate, such as "who do you enjoy sex with the most" and "do you get a funny feeling hanging out with Phainon?"
By the time he deigns to hang up, though, the damage is done. There's a faint puff of magic and then a set of pointed, terrier ears in the same colors as his hair. He doesn't immediately notice. ]
[ Phainon is listening along, eagerly enough, until the questions start leaning more and more towards him, and then he feels a little... On edge.
Funny feeling... Enjoying sex with...
Phainon and Cipher, of course.
Lead in his stomach.
He steps away to give his friend a touch more space, not quite sure how to manage the sudden, inexplicable feelings, until Mydeimos hangs up, and he turns his eyes back to him. Then, his mouth drops open, his brief flicker of irritated angst replaced by something like glee. ]
[ He raises his hand to touch his ears - or where they normally would be. They are gone, and it's only one agitated ear flick from the one his earring now resides on that clues him in. He raises both hands to touch the back of the terrier ears, staring ahead blankly. ]
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[ He drops a pin and sends it over. ]
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[ 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. ]
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Mydeimos! Isn't it great?
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Then he smirks. ]
It seems it wasn't the only gift you got this month, puppy.
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ah. Right.
Bowing his head, his ears twitch. ]
You're never going to let me forget this, are you?
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[ 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.
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[ 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!
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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?
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[ 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?
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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.
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[ 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?
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[ 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. ]
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[ His cheeks are heating up, a bright, brilliant gold as he refuses to look at him. ]
Stop teasing me.
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[ He gives in to the urge to reach back up and scratch behind one of the ears. ]
Was this another gift?
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[ 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. ]
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Have you tried calling the slate number on it?
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[ He was a little too worried about it, for obvious reasons. ]
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[ He pulls out his own phone, though, dialing the number and putting it on speaker. He gives his name when prompted, which prompts an odd squealing noise from the person he's talking to, before they start eagerly badgering him with questions. ]
'Who do I consider my most important person'? What kind of consultation is this?
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[ Phainon edges closer, though, leaning in to try and listen to the questions as they come, desperately nosy. He frowns when he hears it all, though, shaking his head. ]
Are you going to answer?
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I don't think I should.
[ Despite his reservations, he does. ]
It is Phainon and Cipher, of course.
[ He swears he hears pouting, but they begin asking more questions. They seem benign but then get more intimate, such as "who do you enjoy sex with the most" and "do you get a funny feeling hanging out with Phainon?"
By the time he deigns to hang up, though, the damage is done. There's a faint puff of magic and then a set of pointed, terrier ears in the same colors as his hair. He doesn't immediately notice. ]
What kind of questions were those?
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Funny feeling... Enjoying sex with...
Phainon and Cipher, of course.
Lead in his stomach.
He steps away to give his friend a touch more space, not quite sure how to manage the sudden, inexplicable feelings, until Mydeimos hangs up, and he turns his eyes back to him. Then, his mouth drops open, his brief flicker of irritated angst replaced by something like glee. ]
Mydeimos... Your ears...
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[ He raises his hand to touch his ears - or where they normally would be. They are gone, and it's only one agitated ear flick from the one his earring now resides on that clues him in. He raises both hands to touch the back of the terrier ears, staring ahead blankly. ]
What the fuck?
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Now I see why they wanted people to call!
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This is probably a good wrapping point but -