kingoquent

[kingoquent]

KING, 

Good morning. 

There are rumors floating around BuzzHuzz. It’s hard for me to ignore them, because people keep stopping me on the sidewalk to tell me. Assumedly because I am so close to Hector. 

The rumor is that you kissed my mentor. Where exactly changes every time someone stops me, but that fact always stays the same. I would ask him, but he refuses to say anything whenever I say your name. 

Sadly, his curiosity has rubbed off on me, and I have to satiate it. I have to ask you, personally. 

Is that true? I was not there, I did not see it. If it isn’t, I’d like to be able to refute it. Or maybe that will just make it spread faster. I do not know. Just tell me the truth. I am not angry. Just very, very confused.

Thank you, 

Happy ( @couriers-of-the-grove )

Dear Happy,

My my, rumors spread fast! All the way down ta Buzzhuzz, huh? Apologizes for getting ya roped into it, although that's beyond my control.

The rumors are true. I'll refrain from my wax poetry (mostly since I'm certain ya wouldn't want me ta talk about him like that.), but it's true that I have kissed him. The changin' location likely comes from the fact that it ain't only happen once.

If you're curious, It ain't fully romantic. Not sure how acquainted with queer terms ya are, but me and him are in a QPR, or something close ta it (In truth, we haven't discussed it much. But the truth of the matter remains that we matter a lot ta one another.)

I know I don't need it, but I hope ya'd let me continue ta give him companionship, He needs it now more than ever.

Love,

KING

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[[OOC: HI. sorry accidently disappeared forever . i'm really busy as of late but you can still send asks over! i'll answer em. eventually .]]

[kingoquent]

The God's ears perks, her mask switching back to a neutral expression as her body relaxes in relief that she did not embarrass herself.

"Caddie." she puts it simply. "I am Caddie. God of Rhythm and Tempo." She gestures to a maroon Djembe, and African Drum, that is tied around her waist.

Caddie hops up on the rock where King sat, crisscrossing her legs as her ashen tail lays across. "From Bossa Island. Near foot of The Grove." She expresses with her hands as she speaks, waving them as to tell a story. "Calm waters and warm sand. Many Drains live there. Refugees. I take care of them. Show them love." She hums, running her hand across her tail. "Show them they matter and have purpose. Reasons to live."

She looks at King. "I see them as my children. I love them equally. You are from Drain, and I am overjoyed. A role model, you are, a hero" She giggles "And a God of course."

She seems to keep glancing behind the two of them, supposedly at Hector. She knows it's another Drainfolk with them, but she senses their unease.

"Caddie." The Eloquent god runs the name under her tongue, it had a good set of syllables to it, and King supposed it made sense, rhythm had everything to with words, and syllables were what made a word smooth to use with others or not. The Drum and Djembe fascinated her. In the back of her mind she wondered if the other god would ever want a vocalist or someone who plays harmonica.

King nods, the island sounded faintly familiar. She had heard stories as a child and teenager about an island near the Drain. "I'm suprised I never visited there." King says gently "It sounds wonderful, maybe one day I'll see it for myself." The sweet talking god mused "'N'... thank ya. There are a lot o' Drainfolk who have been through hardship after hardship. Those that have lost hope. Those that had no one left, or desires stronger than they believe they can act on." She trails off. Something seems to have caught her attention, and she seems sad for a moment, but she quickly waves it away.

"A Hero am I?" The god muses "I suppose I am, Although I may not be as pure of heart as I seem." She says sadly, past regrets bubbling to the surface, "Nontheless, I try my hardest."

The eloquent god quiets. the reminder of purity reminded her of her guest. She looks behind her as Caddie does. He looks... anxious. Which wasn't too surprising. She hesitates, "He will be alright" King practically whispers to the others god, "He is in good hands, as long as ya trust me. We have... A long history together. I want 'im back." She admits to the other god. King thinks of how she has cared for him back to health. She wonders if he remembers too. She wonders if he'll allow her the softness to care for him again.

[kingoquent]

The mortal lets out a sigh of relief and takes the god's hand (or more like, cups the both sides of a finger, seeing the difference in size) in a sort of shake, a greeting.

"Yep- that.. that was me!" they sheepishly reply to King's question, then continue "It's a pleasure to finally meet you too! In person at least!"

They let go of her finger, "My name is [====]¹!"

[====] glances down at the ground and grins, "you've got quite a sandy place, is it all same type of sand?"

¹ read as: Bracket

[The God smiles kindly at the human, She looks relaxed as the sun shines down on her blue skin.]

King hums at the question, "For the most part. Mostly desert sand, majority o' it is pink but there's some glittery sand mixed in." She shrugs "It's the sand I'm the most familiar with, 'n' my own added personality and flair of course." She winks at the human.

"Also... I can change my height if ya'd prefer" King offers, "Whatever works best for ya, I'm adaptable."

[kingoquent]

The God has become all the more curious, her ears peeking up at her confirmation. Another Drainfolk who made it to godhood! She is delighted nonetheless!

In that moment you see her mask flick to a joyous expression, in the blink of an eye almost. Her smile sweeter and the wood turning rosie where her cheeks would be. Her tail swishes, almost like wagging.

“Eloquent God!..Ellie, Drain! Ellie beautiful…strong. He lua pele i ka lani ʻeleʻele!” She hums in delight, her hand gently holding King’s face. Her hands are warm, like the sun kissed sand on the beach.

For her this is a very important and special moment. Back on her own island Drainfolk make up half the population. She takes care of all who are afraid and weak.

To see a SECOND Drainfolk make her way to godhood? It’s like watching a baby bird fly. She’s so very proud of the god she had never met, but that didn’t matter to her.

She then realizes King has NO IDEA who she is, recoiling in slight embarrassment.

“…s-sorry!” She peeps. Her face flicking to a shyer expression.

[King watches in mild fascination as the other god's face shifts and changes to delighted. King feels a warm smile pull on her lips, something softer and sweeter than normal. Her long pointed tail wags in tandem. Despite the differences, she still knew body language like the back of her hand, even without her divine abilities.]

[King leans into the small hands cradling her face. she can't remember the last time someone has cared for her so tenderly. The hands holding her face remind of older, much more wrinkly hands, scarred by use of farm tools over the years. Of two people who were not related to her by blood yet cared for her like she was their own. It reminded the sweet spoken god of the hot sand bordering an oasis. She set one of her own pairs of hands on top. King's hand were warm too, after all, it's in her blood. She radiated heat, like a warm fireplace or a hot drink on a cold body.]

King hums at her words. Hawaiian was not a language she was familiar with, but she understood it all the same. Volcano wasn't... exactly correct but people tended to only see the earth-born firestriders. She couldn't fault her. "Yes, Born deep in the Drain, where the pressure would kill most, closest ta the center o' the earth, where hot vents o' fire burst." King speaks smoothly, "Thank ya, your words are kind, partner."

King then blinks in surprise as the other god recoils. She supposed they do not know each other, but it didn't bother her a bit. "No need ta apologize. Ain't everyday ya meet a new god." King smiles at her with mirth. "It's a pleasure ta meet ya, miss. Mind tellin' a new friend ya name and godly domain?" She offers sweetly, Her hands halfway following the retreating pair.

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The Fluffy God watches Kings tail, her ear twitching. She's observing King, as if curious. She recognizes certain features on the Eloquent god that remind her of her own Island, where her followers resides. Aqua colored skin, tail... though she's confused.

The God does not understand. King is different from the other's she had seen. She circles King with leaps and bounds, almost forgetting that Ol' Hector was in the vicinity as she was trying to understand, but she cannot make sense of it. So her only way of getting an answer is asking.

"Ellie ...different." She chirps. "Yet...familiar!"

She stops circling, standing in front of King and she leans closer. "Ellie...Drain???" She asks with uncertainty. Yet hopeful for an answer she was somewhat sure of.

[King calmly watches as the god, as she circles the eloquent god. King tilts her head curiously at the other person.]

"Familiar, am I?" King smiles, she mouths 'Ellie?' to herself, curious about the name. She doesn't move as the other woman approaches. "I am from the Drain, yes. Suppose I am a rarer variety, one ya might not be acquainted with."

[kingoquent]

So what’s ol’ Hector doing in your domain?

King smiles, her eyes shining a little mischievously, "He ain't taking care o' himself, so I put it into my own hands, so ta speak." She leans back briefly, peering back at the person in question, "Call it forced therapy. It ain't gonna fix things immediately but..." She frowns for a brief moment, "It's a start. I need 'im ta know I want ta be friends again. Technically he can leave whenever he wants but... something tells me that ain't happenin'" She smiles warmly again. although, she looks a little sad thinking about her and Hector.

[kingoquent]

The Fluffy and curious God looks at King as she speaks.

"Elo...quent?" Her voice echoes through her hollow mask. Bold, yet soft. "Elo...quent..God..!" She waves at King as she stands up striaght.

"...Who is here...?" She leans to the side to peek at Hector.

"That's me, partner." King waves back kindly, her smile wide. She peers at the other god curiously. Her tail flicks to the front, gently resting over the edge of the rock she sat at. Its spaded tip gently swaying.

King glances back at Hector at the mention of him, and smiles a little sadly, barely recognizable to others, "A friend, someone I care about. A guest just like ya." She answers simply.

[kingoquent]

If you could go back and stop him... Would you?

[King blinks, folding her arms and resting her head on her upper pair.]

"I suppose I don't know." She admits, "There are things I could have done, yes, but I'm not sure if... I could have been able ta actually prevent much."

King looks over her shoulder to the man who seems to be avoiding her, "I would have liked ta helped 'im." She answers finally.

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A mortal enters King's domain. A scrawny looking thing yet bearing striking resemblance to the eloquent god, much younger looking comparing to her.

They stop momentarily, looking at the ground and shift their feet and cane around as if to exclaim 'Sand!', they remain silent however, opting to just let out an amused huff at the composition of the ground.

They look up at King, nod as they see she is preoccupied then continue looking around from where they stand, waiting. Not wanting to interrupt.

They say nothing at the sight of the person- who they recall to have accidentally scared (scared? Surprised? They weren't exactly sure by now) while wearing the cowboy garb all those days ago.

[King peers curiously at the guest. They were rather small, although she supposed they told her as much. She smiles warmly at them.]

"Howdy there. I'm assuming you're the darlin' that I've been getting letters from?" Her fave is gentle and kind, her tail flicks idly, displaying her happiness to see a new face, albeit one that looks like her. She extends a single large hand, "Its a pleasure to meet ya."

[kingoquent]

Is it true that you gods can travel between eachother's realms? Is there anything left of Inspekta's?

"...We can." King hesitates "I have... searched for any remnants, his domain itself is long gone, But there are notes o' lingerin' divine energy."

She sighs. "The van still has the glowin' the godly domains have, but it's lost the..." She gestures vaguely "Well, I suppose the divinity."

[kingoquent]

YOU JUST??? KILLED A GUY?????

Kindest regards,

[====]

Ah... It probably sounds worse if ya've never lived out in the wild west.

I also didn't give the entire story for that one. It was- or rather- It became a civil war. The resistance and the king's men had been fightin' for months before we joined. ...There were a lot more deaths than just the king. More deaths on the resistance's side than I can remember.

Livin' in the west makes you do things that'd be immoral anywhere else. I don't claim ta be a saint, I wouldn't dare to, but I do claim to be a hero o' the people. That monarch was not the first or the last. Have it be those that hurt the vulnerable, or those that... take advantage o' others, if someone asked me ta, They were slain on my sword.

Course, I've also had my fair share of people tryin' ta kill me. Men who came for revenge for their bastard allies, people who wanted the prize 'n' glory.

Guilt is... complicated. Sometimes I wonder if I could have resolved it with words but there's no used wonderin' what could've been. What's done is done. 'N' the wild west ain't a place for glory. You either survive or you don't.

[kingoquent]

do you have any more stories, miss god.. taps my fingers shyly

"Sure I do!" She leans back in thought, then perks up as a story comes to mind. "Though I regret ta inform ya that it ain't a sweet story."

"A long time ago, on the outskirts o' the desert, where the desert 'n' the plains kissed, lay a bustling little village. Me 'n' Razzma had just arrived, settling down there for a short while. Jus' while we could. It was a sweet little town. Sweet people." She sighs sadly "But it couldn't last. There was a man who wanted me dead. Hated that I had helped people."

[King moves her jacket down, showing off a healed bullet would on the shoulder.]

"He tried ta kill me. Razz was rightly worried about me. Was able ta get a doctor though 'n' was fixed right up!" King shrugs "It's par for the course of that life I used to lead."

[kingoquent]

Hmm, I see- ah I'd appreciate that! Bringing it up to Bauhauzzo and Huzzle Mug I mean, I'd do it myself but well I'm already outta Buzzhuzz and won't be back for a bit? I think?

Either way- wanted to write to 'ya to give you a sort of heads up that I may be visting soon? 'already in the cove so er.. 'orry I'm a bit nervous even when writing this letter. In short; 'may be coming over today or some other if you're busy! Hope all is well on your end!

Kindest regards,

[====]

No worries, I wouldn't offer if I wasn't gonna do it myself!

I'll be happy ta see ya! Ain't really need a heads up but 'preciate it nonetheless! But, ah, just a warning, I have a guest over.

[kingoquent]

A New God Appears! But not a god The Eloquent God knows...

She resembles a Lemur of sorts, her fur lava red and charcoal black, her head and neck decorated with an assortment of flowers and grass. On her face she wears a mask, almost like a Tiki mask, stuck with a wooden smile. Long as wispy lashes emerging from the holes of the eyes.

She wears a grass skirt with a flower patch on her left knee, the flower the the same type as the flowers Thespius dorns. Behind her sways a big, fluffy, charcoal black tail, longer than herself.

She tilts her head at you, leaning forward, no in menace, but in curiosity and even wonder. She's noticeably shorter than you, but DEFINTELY still taller than Click Clack.

[OOC: I haven't roleplayed in years, this is scary HAHA. I'm takin the opportunities to do so lol. Also super excited for your event with GoodyJobGoodyWork! (I run Jr Bizz stuff if you ever see that from their asks X])]

[King blinks. This was a god she's never seen before. She was curious above all else, the lemur with all sorts of nature garb looking at her just a curiously.]

"Howdy there." King smiles, "What can I do for ya?" She says kindly, leaning over slightly to talk to the other god more directly. You see her glance briefly behind her, at the man sat a bit aways.

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Not to sound rude, but I think you may be trying to help a lost cause, there..

[She hums.]

"Maybe." She says at last, "But it ain't a lost cause ta me. He may consider it rotten work but-" She goes a little quieter "It ain't rotten work if it's 'im, never ever."

[kingoquent]

sooooo what's it like with a whole guy in your realm?

[She shrugs slightly]

"Not that much different if i'm bein' honest." She hums in thought, "Well, it's not just him too, His little kitty came along. Cute little thing she is."