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[blowsfortono]

[like most mornings, mako heads down to the cottage to pick up a few things. unlike most mornings, when she gets there, there's only half a cottage. The other half missing piecemeal, simply vanished.

so she knows, now.

she packs a bag, her clothes and her things, carefully and deliberately. the rest will disappear soon. there's no point in half a cottage, after all. once the bag is packed, she heads back to where she's been sleeping. she doesn't look back. the rush of mojikara returning to her is all she needs to know.

she doesn't stop at the door or in the main room of the cabin, just grabs jiu wu by the arm, pulling him into his room without a word and shutting the door behind her. then she pushes him down onto the bed and curls up against his side]

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[powerisyours]

[ not in the slightest because Takeru has fire mojikara and I have water Yi Neng and???? ]

Was it really that funny?

[ sounds a little confused, actually ]

[blowsfortono]

[they're slightly hysterical giggles but still]

...dirty joke.

[powerisyours]

[ laughing is better than crying. not to say crying isn't allowed ]

How so?

[blowsfortono]

[same sort of catharsis, just less snot]

Fire heats water...

[powerisyours]

[ he's still confused ]

It does. And? I don't think I get it.

[blowsfortono]

Metaphorically, Jiu Wu.

[powerisyours]

. . . I still don't follow. Metaphor for what?

[blowsfortono]

[she's mostly stopped giggling now at least]

You just hinted that Takeru turns you on. Sexually.

[powerisyours]

But he doesn't? He has fire-based mojikara, I have water-based yi neng. Do people really say that sort of stuff?

[blowsfortono]

[pulls back from hugging you enough to pat your hair]

Yes, they do.

[powerisyours]

That's odd.

[ he can be happy with headpets, and he'll just grin ]

[blowsfortono]

Not that odd.

[powerisyours]

I guess I'm not really caught up on slang.

[blowsfortono]

You'll get there.

[powerisyours]

I do still have a lot to learn.

[ but he's going to shift a little and pull you closer ]

[blowsfortono]

[tucks herself back against you with a sigh]

[powerisyours]

[ may or may not be humming to himself and petting your head ]

[blowsfortono]

...do you sing?

[powerisyours]

I've been told I'm a lovely tenor.

[blowsfortono]

Really?

[turns her head just a little, looking up at him without lifting her head. she wants to hear, but that seems like a lot for her to ask.]

[powerisyours]

Mmhm. My mother taught me.

[blowsfortono]

Mm.

[that makes her bite her lip and turn her face back into her chest]

[powerisyours]

[ you don't even have to ask, bigsis. he'll start singing this one anyway ]

[blowsfortono]

[presses her ear to his chest to listen. it sort of starts her crying again, but in the 'this is really pretty' way instead of the really sad way]

[powerisyours]

[ that crying's enough to get him to stop, though, because. crying ]

--I'm sorry. I'll stop.

[ and cuddle instead ]