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Konoha ([personal profile] lumberlady) wrote2017-06-20 11:26 pm

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inuko: (surprise | victory is mine)

[personal profile] inuko 2019-12-22 06:41 am (UTC)(link)
... It's not like I'll break legs for long if I fall down stairs, right?

[ This is him trying to figure out if he's safe to follow along after her given the stairs at his building. He'd be happy to go, it would be far more grounding and safe than being on his own, but... ]

I'm joking! I'm joking, I'll be fine. You don't mind if I tag along?

[ For a guy with unfamiliar antlers and hair that still doesn't like cooperating, he does the whole hopeful, big green eyed look really darn well. Only slightly impacted by being taller for once. ]
inuko: (quiet | just a room full of dust)

[personal profile] inuko 2019-12-28 03:12 am (UTC)(link)
[ It's more that it's his kind of luck, but he does look shamefaced at her reprimand; he may or may not agree initially, but he can recognise when shooting off his mouth has caused someone else harm, and wish to better himself on that count. Sorry! Very sorry! ]

I'm sorry, I won't joke about things like that again.

[ Though at the idea of plowing all day has him... blinking and canting his head a degree. ]

Not that plowing sounds like it's all that bad? I guess it's tiring, and I'd probably be terrible at it, but you get to see the results of all your hard work right then.
inuko: (surprise | show you the harder)

[personal profile] inuko 2019-12-29 04:14 am (UTC)(link)
... It's very threatening! Very threatening! Please don't throw a shoe at my head instead!

[ Speaking from experience, shoes tossed at his head hurt even if they don't leave lasting injuries! He holds up both hands in a warding off gesture, looking almost comically concerned. ]
inuko: (consider | i'm like a titan that's risin)

[personal profile] inuko 2019-12-31 05:48 am (UTC)(link)
[ He ducks his head down low to fit his antlers back through his bedroom door, but he's not sure what he needs. A coat? He makes his way to the dresser that holds his small wardrobe, pulling out a scarf and coat. One he wraps around his neck; the other he manages to shrug into before carefully walking back out into the front room.

He, uh. Absolutely forgot a hairbrush, still more than a bit mixed up over the sudden change in physical form. Thus his hair is still a beautiful mess, looking like he just rolled in the hay in more than one way.
]

I think I'm ready?

[ Why does he sound like he's asking her a question. ]
inuko: (throat | from the fire)

[personal profile] inuko 2020-01-01 05:53 am (UTC)(link)
[ ... Oh no! He almost turns around to leave and get his brush out of his bedroom when she steps forward. He goes still, blinking as she works his hair off his antlers and smooths it into more order than he's bothered with today. Silent until she's done, he simply says: ]

Thank you.

[ Yet again, and for everything. His hair stays in place after her coaxing, and he stays still, too, lifting eyebrows. His tail twitches, disturbing the fabric keeping it from view. ]

Am I ready now?