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INVENTORY · His canon clothing. · His canon sword, The Burning Thorn. · His half of The Founder's Grasp, a pair of bracelets of which Clive possesses the twin. NOTE: Ydalir has enchanted this bracelet, allowing Joshua to assume the form of a small, cockatiel-sized Phoenix. · His copy of the Journal of Moss. · A photographed family portrait of his own family, in fine (but not royal) clothing and appearing happy. · A stock of medicine for his coughing, supplied by Pure Vanilla Cookie. · An ear cuff, custom made by Sesa and gifted to him by Dion. NOTE: Ydalir has enchanted this ear cuff, allowing Joshua to create a small ball of light similar to Dion's that fires three quick laser blasts before disappearing. · A small stolas, requested from home. Her name is Willowisp, and she coos a lot and accepts snacks. NOTE: Pure Vanilla Cookie has now linked her as Joshua's familiar. |
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Father would be proud of us.
[ Of you. ]
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[ He says it without hesitation. He knows that he would have been. Their father loved them so fiercely, and to see the men they've grown up to be... ]
You look so much like him. And you have his spirit, too.
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[ Not just his spirit, but his eyes are a lot like their Father's. Bright, full of kindness, the care of his people. He smiles a little, reaches out to ruffle Joshua's hair. ]
You would have made a good Duke, you know that?
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I... certainly would have tried to be a good one. Whether or not I succeeded would all depend on the people.
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They would have loved you. Look how quickly people have taken to you here? You have a natural leadership and kindness that draws people. Your our Father's son.
[ He squeezes lightly then lets go, moving to stand so he can move over to the couch, as it's late. Which he will say. ]
It's late, and there's been enough excitement for the night, get some rest. Torgal-
[ Torgal is debating whether to get off the bed and lay on Clive or smother Joshua, tail wagging... Clive wrinkles his nose. ]
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[ But for a moment, as Clive gets up and moves to the couch, Joshua misses his warmth. It is still chilly outside. But Torgal is still here, at least for the moment, and he laughs quietly at the wolf's clear consideration of a sleeping spot. ]
So long as you get rest, too. Torgal, will you help him?
[ He smiles warmly down at the wolf-dog, ruffling his ears gently with his hand. ]
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[ The wolf looks between the two of them, clearly wondering why they don't just sleep in a pile. It makes Clive grin a little, lopsided. ]
Because there's not enough room.
[ The wolf snorts softly and slaps the bed with a paw, growling, and Clive rolls his eyes. ]
We're not sleeping in a pile.
[ Torgal is going to nibble on Joshua's feathers - gently - like he's somehow to blame. ]
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Oh. No, Torgal, no nibbling on feathers. Not that he stops him, though. He's being gentle. ]
Well, why not? We can't possibly make Torgal choose. Can we, boy?
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Get beaten by a tail, Joshua, sorry. ]
I'm starting to feel a little bullied.
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It would do you well to sleep on an actual mattress for once.
[ A tiny smile at Clive, eyes crinkling at the corners. He shifts over, laying down on one side of the bed. A tight fit with two of them, but they'll make it work. He lays with his wings hanging off the edge of the bed for that exact reason. ]
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[ He returns the smile and studies the bed for a moment before sighing and moving to sit on the other side. Like Joshua, he has to face his brother for his tail to hang off the edge, and he arches an eyebrow.
Before his vision is obscure by wolf as Torgal makes himself right at him on - and vaguely in between - them both.
Clive sighs. ]
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You can handle a bed. Just for one night. For Torgal.
[ Look how happy Torgal is, Clive. How can you deny that face? ]
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[ He smirks from underneath Torgals head, scratching it gently before closing his eyes with a sigh. ]
All right, all right. I'm convinced. Goodnight, you two.
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[ He insists, but Clive knows it's also for him. He smiles into Torgal's fur, closing his eyes. ]
Goodnight, Clive.