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“You know, for being the person who put out the call in search of someone wanting dango-making lessons in the first place, you seem awfully reluctant to actually teach,” Morgaine said, flipping one of his ears over his shoulder as he followed Dan around the shop. Dan gave him a look that was somehow deadpan and severe at the same time. “The last time I tried to teach you something, you threw out your back.”...

The bar that Morgaine worked at was nice. Quiet for the most part, with only the occasional rowdy bunch that turned up. It was a restaurant as much as a bar, rather than a club or your typical watering hole for those only looking to get drunk as fast as possible. A classy place, you know? He’d appreciated the homey, almost intimate atmosphere of it ever since he started working there. The Rabbit Hole was the opposit...

“Is the outfit really necessary?” Morgaine sat with his hands folded deliberately in his lap to keep from fidgeting, doubtfully eyeing his reflection in the mirror as Mercy fussed over him. “Yes,” Mercy answered him primly and without a hint of irony as they adjusted the veil on his head, situating the band around his horns so that it sat straight. They would have had enough practice doing it with his type of ...

Morgaine leaned forward over the table and inhaled deeply, breathing in the scent of steeping tea as it slowly but surely permeated the apartment. Dove bustled around, setting out trays of pastries and finger sandwiches; he’d offered to help them carry some of it, but they’d insisted that he ought to just sit and relax, as a guest. To be honest, part of the desire to help was to get to the actual drinking and eati...

“Are you sure that you’ll be able to handle a mallet with that… injury?” Dan’s manner didn’t convey concern so much as skepticism, doubtfully eyeing Morgaine up as he set his belongings down in the back of the dango shop and rolled his shoulders to loosen up. “Hm, injury? Oh, this?” Morgaine held out his left arm, flexing slightly and watching how the exposed bone moved. It was something that he rarely...

Celestite lives far away from the center of Burrowgatory entirely by choice. Out here, it’s quiet.The natural beauty of the crystal-studded caves outdoes the city lights and the congestion of nightlife streets any day or night. There’s a comfortable sort of predictability to the frigidness that coats the area no matter the time of year; no need to worry about keeping anything up rain or shine when you pretty much always have cool, still cave air or a bit of ...