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why thank you.  this is a very nice coat.  i will take care of it, i promise.  i am not used to this sort of weather.  we do not experience such a vicious shift in temperature where i am from. though … i do not mind it.  it is a nice change. 
            
            @frozneyes 

@shxdowfxll . . just a sweater? that hardly seems sufficient for this weather (...) here.. take my coat.. consider this an act of charity. dont get used to it, im rarely in such a generous mood.

@firepaints . . good. (he doesn’t even bother to hide the faint upward twitch at the corner of his mouth, a quiet satisfaction settling in his gaze) you make such interesting faces when youre startled. truly an irresistible sight. 

@firepaints . . …smarter? (repeating the word slowly, tone filled with both certain doubt and amusement.) by what measure? because its certainly not map reading. or even basic sense of direction for that matter. (he orients himself with an exaggerated sigh, one hand dragging through his hair in exasperation.) …or perhaps you mean the abstract art of wandering aimlessly until the sun sets?

@firepaints . . that depends... (kyros leans forward slightly, arms crossed, gaze fixed on rafayel with a mixture of exasperation and carefully contained curiosity) where, exactly, are you dragging me this time? and how much trouble am I expected to tolerate on the way?

     ‎⠀⺌   !

&.      (?)

ㅤㅤㅤ୨  mwehehe (:<

/has a bad habit of leaving windows open

/hot foods and drinks grow cold in his hands, so to replace the experience of warmth, he enjoys spiced or heavily flavored foods and drink. cinnamon and ginger are his favorites. 

/he cant get drunk. no matter how much he drinks, it just doesnt happen. he'd sooner get sick and throw it all up than feel the effects of the alcohol 

*⠀on @destinals pls! ty

/        yes pls 

/    on  @blackcqt-  pls?

@hisexorcist . . (kyros' jaw tightens, pride warring visibly with the very real discomfort of being stuck; he exhales sharply through his nose, gaze drifting off as if he might simply choose to fossilize there rather than comply… then, begrudgingly, his eyes return to Ilqar... he opens his mouth to speak, then closes it again... then finally..) ... 
            
            please.. (the word is clipped, dry, as if dragged out at gun point) there. savor it. frame it. write a ballad about it if you must. now kindly stop enjoying yourself and pull me out.

⠀ ⠀⠀⠀[  his eyes roll in response with lips curling into a smirk, gazing at them with a hint of amusement of their sarcastic tone. he tilts his head a little, while seeming to think whether to help him out or not,  ]      what's the magic word? oh and don't bother saying you have no clue of what it is        [  he chuckles as he leans himself against the wall on his side, to remain holding eye contact with the other and awaits patiently for him to use the one word he is eager to hear.  ]

@hisexorcist . . stuck? no. I am simply choosing to remain wedged between this rock and the wall. it brings me great joy.
            …
            …yes, obviously. i am stuck. pull me out.
            
            /ominously reappears out of nowhere*