The full seasonal event can be read here! Below are the main seasonal items for quick reference:
1. A thread reacting to the season's weather in some ways.
2. A thread in the part of the city your character doesn't live in!
3. A thread relating to your vocation.
Of The Season
Quote
"Tell Dr. Nate that Gale sent you, and he still owes me for the mushrooms. Except that it takes you a while to reach the clinic, and by the time you do your fever is spiking, and so instead of the requisite message you instead tell the poor soul who greets you that 'A gale'a m'shrooms sent me cus'a my hands.'" - Zephyr in Oh help me, please doctor, I'm damaged
roll me up and smoke me, love, and we can fly into the night you take drugs, to let go, and figure it all out on your own
Uldren can’t help the chuckle that leaves him when she mentions finding a box along the way to stay the night in. He feels the same, honestly, unsure if even his lungs could handle such a trek. Thankfully, though, the tram is working and sending them down the track right back toward home, despite its dark and dampness, and Uldren also finds that he can’t wait until they get into the apartment, able to relax and simply not have to worry about trying to deal with the cold and rain outside.
Her leg unhooks from his the closer they get and he can feel the lingering touch of her lips on his neck while his hand continues its soft pattern along her spine, and not too much longer after that does the tram come to a stop, announcing the arrival back down to the Neon Alley. Uldren moves to stand when it becomes clear that the tram has stopped moving, and easily stands, offering her his free hand to help her up before he wraps his arm around her shoulder to guide her out of the tram.
“Luckily for us, the walk’s only five minutes give or take. Then you’ll have me all to yourself.” He teases her lightly, before sticking his pierced tongue out at her playfully, before they depart in the direction to the apartment.
It doesn’t take long, and luckily the streets are relatively easy to navigate through with the lesser amount of people within them, making it easy for the two of them to get up the stairs into the apartment where Uldren can shed his coat and the scarf that they share, looping it back around her playfully.
The tram comes to a stop and Ira slowly lifts her head from Uldren's shoulder so he can stand. No matter how much she wishes they could just magically teleport home without having to get up, she just has to face the reality of having to move herself. So she takes the offered hand and hugs an arm around Uldren once again as they make it off the tram.
"I can hardly wait." She teases back with a smirk and narrows her eyes at his tongue. It's a rather true statement, seeing how she has been more or less glued to him since they were standing in line waiting for the medicine.
The walk to the apartment isn't too difficult, though the stairs up make her more winded than usual, she climbs them slow enough to not irate her lungs too much. No sleeping in a box along the street is needed and they both make it safely inside. Before she can do much though, Uldren loops the scarf around her neck and she gives him a playful look, then kicks off her boots and hangs up the slightly damp wool poncho, before turning her attention back to him.
Without the scarf around Uldren's neck to tug at him with, she gently grabs the front of his shirt instead to pull him in closer and presses a kiss to his lips for a couple of seconds, before withdrawing enough to take a few breaths. "So, what now? You, me... A few warm blankets and nothing else?" She murmurs softly with her lips brushing against his again.
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roll me up and smoke me, love, and we can fly into the night you take drugs, to let go, and figure it all out on your own
He only just manages to get his boots off when she tugs him by his shirt into her embrace, lips finding his as he dives into it, arms moving to wrap around her middle and keep her close, pressing the medicine in against her back as he still clutches in. When she pulls away he brushes her nose with his own, humming a soft sound before nodding.
“Well, first i think we should start the medicine.” One hand leaves her, the one holding the bag to shake it gently before he returns and starts to walk her back toward the kitchen, nosing in for another kiss, unable to help himself as he trails it along her jaw and neck. “And then it’ll be blankets and nothing else.” Comes Uldren’s hot whispered breath against her skin.
The kitchen isn’t that far of a walk, at least, and Uldren pins Ira back against the counter, pulling away slightly while his hips keep her there in order to grab a glass and some of the already bottled water in the fridge, opening the bag of medicine to hand hers to her and pop open his own to start his course too, handing the bottle of water to her with a playful twist of his lips.
She tries to steal another quick kiss as their noses brush against each other, when the sound of the bag being shaken steals her attention instead. Peering at it, she rolls her eyes in a bit of a dramatic Oh fine, but smirks playfully as Uldren starts walking them into the kitchen and she wraps her arms around his neck. Her head tilting sideways as he trails his lips down her neck. "Suppose I can be patient enough for that." She murmurs and runs her fingers through his hair, flashing him a grin as she is pressed back against the counter by him.
It takes some willpower for her to remain still there and not be too distracting while Uldren hands her the medicine and reaches for a glass, not wanting him to accidentally drop something. After a quick glance at any important information text, she takes what pills she needs and swallows them down with the offered water.
"There, satisfied?" She whispers with a teasing grin as she sneaks her hand in under Uldren's shirt to gently stroke it up along his side, and leans forward to press a kiss to his neck. Her lips cold from the water and she tries to press herself against him despite being pinned against the counter.
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roll me up and smoke me, love, and we can fly into the night you take drugs, to let go, and figure it all out on your own
He waits for her to finish taking the medicine before he takes the glass from her to down his own, humming a soft sound at the whispered question as he sets the glass on the counter beside her, wrapping his arms around her middle while her own hands find his skin beneath his shirt. “Mostly.” He teases her, flashing her a crooked smile before she’s leaning in to press her lips to his neck and he shivers with the cold temperature of her lips.
He tugs her with him toward the bedroom now, keeping her pressed against him as he walks backward, knowing the way back like the back of his hand, pulling her along with him until he can close the door behind them and officially lean in to press a kiss to her lips, trailing it to her jaw and neck, not managing to make it much further than pinning her against the door.
She smirks against his skin at his reply and continues to press small kisses to his neck as he starts walking them through the apartment towards the bedroom. Both her hands finding their way in under his shirt before they reach the room and once the door is closed, she dives into the kiss presses against her lips. One of her hands leave him long enough to pull the scarf away, exposing her neck more as she leans her head back against the door.
Her hands move in under his shirt once more to start pushing it up and pull it over his head in one swift motion. After throwing it aside, she cups his face in her hands to guide his lips back to hers in a mix of hungry kisses and short, panting breaths coming out hot against him. "Now blankets?" She mumbles with a grin and nips playfully at his lip, and leans her head back against the door to give him a teasing look and catch her breath a bit.
The reader of this text has standing permission for responsible powerplay and to use physical/magical force against this character. Instant killing and permanently maiming not included.
roll me up and smoke me, love, and we can fly into the night you take drugs, to let go, and figure it all out on your own
Her hands are warm against his skin by the time they make it to the room, feeling the movement of the cloth as she slides it from her neck and into a puddle of clothes on the floor. He parts when she slips his shirt off, adding it to the pile, and when he moves to return to the kiss her hands cup the sides of his face, dragging him in for exactly what he wanted. His hands lower to slip up under her shirt, too, letting his hands stroke along her sides and stomach as her voice paints the air between them.
He pulls away right when her head tilts back and his hands move to wrap around her, to twist them so that he can guide her back toward the bed, hovering over her to draw the blankets back before he presses in again for a kiss and tugs at the hem of her shirt, lifting it up and over her head too, tossing it in a heap on the ground alongside the rest of their clothes, remaining hovering above her.
Even if his hands are warm, they still send shivers through her as they move against her skin and she lets out a small gasp just as he pulls her away from the door and walks them towards the bed. Her hands remain against his face, pulling herself into the next kiss until she has to break away for him to pull her shirt away from her. Another small shiver goes through her and goosebumps spread across her bare skin at the shift of temperature once the warm fabric is removed.
Her hands slowly move down the side of his neck, across his chest and and belly before returning up to wrap against the back of his neck. She pulls herself up against him to press her lips to his once more for as long as she can before she has to break away with a gaps for air. While her breathing doesn't hurt like it did before, it is still a bit of a struggle but she doesn't care about it. All she wants is to just drown herself in Uldren and not having to think about anything else than the two of them.
The reader of this text has standing permission for responsible powerplay and to use physical/magical force against this character. Instant killing and permanently maiming not included.
roll me up and smoke me, love, and we can fly into the night you take drugs, to let go, and figure it all out on your own
He can feel the goosebumps rise on her skin as he guides her toward the bed and lets the shirt drop in a pile on the floor alongside their own. The blankets are close, however, and it wouldn’t be too long before her personal furnace joined her in the stiff mattress. For the moment, though, he works to slip every bit and piece of her clothes off, forgetting about his own each time that she presses up against him to kiss him, while her hand continues to run along different parts of his body.
He can’t think about anything to say, instead just diving in head first, forgetting fully about the remaining clothes that still remain on him as he pushes down toward her, hovering over her to get her to lay back as his hand props himself up while the other moves to trail along her side, using his body as a means of giving her heat, letting her gather her breaths as he focuses on trailing a blazing line of kisses along her jaw and neck again, pausing to drift along her collarbones.
The cooler air is soon replaced by the warmth of Uldren's body after her clothes are removed and she lays back down against the mattress, her eyes opening just enough to gaze up at him hovering over her while she takes a moment to just breathe. Then her eyes close again and her head tilting backwards as his lips move down her neck and his hands sliding down her side sends another shiver through her.
Her hands slide down over his shoulders again, down his arms and grips lightly at them when his lips move along her collarbones. Her chest rising and falling rapidly, and she tries to make herself take a few slower breaths, even though the rising desire for him doesn't make it easy. She lifts one of her legs to slowly stroke it up the inside of one of his thighs and she opens her eyes again to glance down at Uldren with another teasing smirk twitching on her lips. "Thought we agreed blankets and nothing else." She manages to murmur between the hot breaths.
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