[open + closed] June-July Quest Catch All

[natsupiko]

WHO: Kazunari, Duval, and...! You!
WHAT: Quest time baybee
WHEN: June-July for Kazu. mid-June-July for Duval
WHERE: Around
WARNINGS: kissin', shenanigans?, maybe some combat. nsfw prompts will be posted elsewhere

Kazunari Miyoshi

🌆 Kissing for Charity | OTA
☀️ Messages in the Dark | OTA
☀️ Say Cheese, Nessie! | OTA

🌆 Kissing for Charity | Closed to Dainsleif

Duval Freyr

🌆 Fashion Warriors | OTA
🔞 Blossoming in the Meadow | OTA

[[wildcard replies are welcome for all prompts! and my plotting post is here! let me know if you'd like me to start any closed top levels and all that noise]]

Comments

[demondelic]

... That's... very kind of you. You're very kind.

[There's a measure of amazement in their voice saying as much, too. Mostly because, y'know.
They've existed for millions of years, yet have never really gotten any real kindness from anyone.
Even being scooped up off the streets and offered their powers entailed giving up their autonomy and enduring excruciating pain for who knows how long. The kindest thing anyone had ever done for them was kill them.

Basically, Duval's instantly befriended them. Instantly.
And may have to deal with having them around whenever they feel like it, because unfortunately for him, mages can teleport.]

You say you take payment in... plants? Is there any plant you've been looking for in particular?

[fauxglove]

[It's evident by the quiet, startled noise Duval makes that he's not used to being called "kind." Maybe it's been said once or twice, but only by those who've known him for years. He hasn't been his rudest with Purple, but "kind" still feels like a stretch.

He clears this throat to recover...]

Any of the native plants here, really. Even the ones I've already gotten my hands on; it doesn't hurt to have a wider sample size.

[demondelic]

[Sorry, Duval, it's too late!! You're already kind in their eyes, can't be changed!!!
Frankly, even if he does act rudely with them, he's still better than Gold Pig was. So their point still stands.
Duval's nice. That's just how it is now.]

I see. A broad category, but one I'll keep in mind for your sake.

And one more question -
Is there anything you need of me in order to make these pieces?

[fauxglove]

Measurements. But we can do that at my residence.

[Or rather, they have to because Duval doesn't carry measuring tape around with him everywhere. Even though that seems like a very Duval thing to do.]

[demondelic]

...

[From the way they blink and cast their gaze at the ground for a second, it's clear they somehow managed to forget that measurements are needed for something like this - unsurprising, considering they probably haven't interacted with a tailor in thousands of years.
They're still getting used to touch without a layer of heavy cloth between themself and the world - or several layers, in the case of the outfit they wore for this obstacle course - but... this would be a good way to help with that, wouldn't it?
It's not like Duval plans on manhandling them or something. Hopefully. And maybe this will prove him trustworthy, someone they can go to in the future if they need touch again--

After that second's up, they look up to his face again and give him a little nod.]

I can do that, so long as you are careful.

[fauxglove]

[Duval watches their reaction carefully, as he would with anyone else, but the second goes by too fast for him to parse much from it.]

Oh? How do you mean? [A beat.] Of course I will be; I'm a professional.

[demondelic]

[To be fair, there wouldn't be much to parse, anyway. Purple's entire expression is made of two little pinpricks of light on a background of void - frankly, people are lucky that their eyes are somewhat expressive, at least.

... But. How to explain this?]

I... do not remember the last time I was touched by anyone without a barrier between myself and them. ... Well, no -
I recently wrapped a finger around that of someone else so that I could test this realm's magic.

[A single finger. And it was done with so much trepidation that even Nenonen was concerned for them.]

But before then, it must have been many, many centuries. Perhaps thousands of years.
It's far in the past, beyond what I can remember.
So I ask that you be a bit... gentle with me, as you take my measurements. I am not sure how it will feel.

[fauxglove]

[A finger.... Just a finger?]

I see. Then I assure you, I'll only touch you as much as necessary. [Duval nods to himself. And he will be gentle.] Despite the nature of this world, I think a lot of us aren't keen on touching people so casually.

[Past romps in the meadow not included.]

[demondelic]

[Just a finger. Nothing more.

But Duval's assurances seem to work - if they had the ability, they might have even smiled a bit for it. But, y'know.
No mouth.

Congrats to Duval for convincing them he's nice even further, though.]

Thank you. Somehow... I feel I can trust that you mean that.
Is there any time in particular that you'd like me to visit for this?

My schedule is completely free. We can base it around yours.

[fauxglove]

[He is not nice, he is mean and evil.]

Evenings then. Any evening. I do most of my sewing then, so you can see some of the other pieces I'm working on.

[Y'know. Get some ideas.]

oh, tags this back super belatedly

[demondelic]

"Evenings"... in the plural. You wish for me to visit often?

[They have no qualms against the idea - it's quite the opposite, in fact.
They have no one and nothing in this world. It'd be nice to have someone and something.
And that feels a bit like what Duval is offering.]

hell yeah

[fauxglove]

Yes? I don’t see why not.

[They certainly won't be able to get everything done in one go. Especially if Duval’s being gentle about it. Plus, he doesn’t mind. There is worse company to keep than this strange, ancient shadow.]

You can come and go as you please.