Drive-By Mysrai

<-- Gurashi and Esei in the kitchen together, making tarts for friends and fambly

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You quickly mix up the ingredients into a batter, and then bake a mini strawberry jam tart in the oven. There is enough for eight portions. x like a billion

Esei nods their head sagely.

Ivory light darts hyperactively around the area before zooming into the air, revealing Mysrai who falls to the ground with a giggling thump.

Mysrai picks up 5 mini strawberry jam tarts from a black iron oven.

Esei blinks.

Mysrai cackles hellishly.

You hands fly to your mouth as you give a short gasp of elation.

Esei blinks.

Esei blinks.

Mysrai leaps into the air before dissipating into brilliant ivory light, giggling as She zips about the area before zooming off into the distance.

Esei gives a horrified gasp.

You have emoted: Gurashi gestures to Esei, baking quickly.

You quickly mix up the ingredients into a batter, and then bake a mini strawberry jam tart in the oven. There is enough for twelve portions.

You giggle happily.

You quickly mix up the ingredients into a batter, and then bake a mini strawberry jam tart in the oven. There is enough for eight portions.

Esei blinks.

Esei tilts their head curiously at you.

With a subtle warble, Wyrden Auspice Esei Shee-Slaugh of the Ascending Dusk says, "S...so many."

You have emoted: Gurashi is too busy making... far too many tarts to properly respond at the moment.

You nod your head emphatically.

Esei looks incredibly flustered.

You glance askance at Esei.

You nod your head at Esei.

You have emoted: Gurashi writes: 'lots for family - Urchin has one mouth but like hundred stomachs, think for sweets'. They giggle in silence.

(Glomdoring): Adrien says, "Dark tidings."

You have emoted: Gurashi adds the word 'also', still grinning, excited, nervous.

You nod your head emphatically.

You beam broadly at Esei.

The sound of giggling can be heard as dusty, barefoot prints can be seen running in circles around the oven; tarts disappearing left and right.

Esei sniffles softly.

With a subtle warble, Wyrden Auspice Esei Shee-Slaugh of the Ascending Dusk whispers, "....-our- tarts."

From Her position atop a nearby counter, splayed out and consuming a tart leisurely, Mysrai, the Urchin in Ivory says, "Then how come it's in My mouth?"

You hands fly to your mouth as you give a short gasp of elation.

Esei stares blankly into space.

Esei sniffles softly.

Poof!

Dusan, the coruscant rumbles excitedly at Adrien, bumping his head against him in greeting.

Esei quickly mixes up some ingredients into a batter, and then puts it into the oven to bake something tasty. There is enough for six portions. <-- BAKE BAKE BAKE

Esei stares implacably at you.

Esei narrows their eyes at you in an unnerving manner.

You have emoted: Gurashi wheels around to the counter where the Urchin was seated just moments prior, still reeling in silent laughter.

You quickly mix up the ingredients into a batter, and then bake a mini strawberry jam tart in the oven. There is enough for eight portions. <-- BAKE BAKE BAKE

You face lights up as you smile brightly at Adrien.

With a delighted giggle, the footsteps run off to the other side of the kitchen, circling between you before returning to the oven once more.

Adrien raises an eyebrow questioningly.

With a subtle warble, Wyrden Auspice Esei Shee-Slaugh of the Ascending Dusk whispers, "Urchin... tart-thief."

You have emoted: Gurashi waves Adrien over, excitedly bouncing in their spot as they bake.

Esei shoves a whole tart into their mouth unflinchingly.

In a quiet murmur, Proselyte Adrien Shee-Slaugh, the Omenwise Amanuensis says, "... Urchin?"

With a subtle warble, Wyrden Auspice Esei Shee-Slaugh of the Ascending Dusk whispers, "Thousand-fold."

Esei purses their lips pensively, gazing off into the distance as they carefully gathers their thoughts.

In a quiet murmur, Proselyte Adrien Shee-Slaugh, the Omenwise Amanuensis says, "Ah."

You have emoted: Gurashi taps the notepad where they'd previously written notes about the desserts being for friends, family, and for the Urchin.

<-- we be bakin a heckton of tarts

You face lights up as you smile brightly at Adrien.

Adrien drifts to your side, taking off with a buzz and landing at your side.

With a subtle warble, Wyrden Auspice Esei Shee-Slaugh of the Ascending Dusk whispers, "Cannot keep up."

You think to yourself: ** excited - nervous - will make enough **.

Esei leans on Bizirik, the leothin seeking consolation.

From Her position within a nearby cabinet, the door opening slowly to reveal Her, Mysrai, the Urchin in Ivory says, "Yes, I am. And these are My tarts."

You flail about helplessly.

Adrien blinks.

Poof!

In a quiet murmur, Proselyte Adrien Shee-Slaugh, the Omenwise Amanuensis says, "... I see."

In a quiet murmur, Proselyte Adrien Shee-Slaugh, the Omenwise Amanuensis asks, "Are You having fun?"

With a delighted giggle, the footprints resume, trailing tart crumbs along the floor in a serpentine trail that makes no logical sense; soon rising up the walls and across the ceiling as well.

As She stands upside down, directly over Esei, Mysrai, the Urchin in Ivory says, "Yes."

You have emoted: Gurashi pauses, looking at the cabinet, doubled over in their silent giggling. They nod enthusiastically at Adrien, nodding and taking a moment to review their rift's stock.

Poof!

Esei stares blankly into space.

With a subtle warble, Wyrden Auspice Esei Shee-Slaugh of the Ascending Dusk says, "...no colewort."

Esei frets over everything that might go wrong.

With a subtle warble, Wyrden Auspice Esei Shee-Slaugh of the Ascending Dusk asks, "How??"

Mysrai picks up 50 mini strawberry jam tarts from a black iron oven.

You face lights up as you smile brightly at Esei.

Adrien turns his golden gaze toward the walls with some curiosity. "I wonder how She's making the crumbs stick."

Mysrai picks up 30 mini strawberry jam tarts from a black iron oven.

You have emoted: Gurashi steps back, panting lightly from the exertion of so much baking.

You beam broadly at Mysrai.

LOOK MYSBY
Whether it is the brilliant ivory glow that surrounds Her or the way that reality itself seems to grow more impressive in Her presence, it is painfully obvious upon looking at this slender young girl that She is a radiant immortal. An expressive, narrow face is quick to fall into solemnity without the aid of distraction or wonder to occupy Her, the blank expression out of sorts with the dirt smudged across Her cheeks and neck. Copper-hued hieroglyphs crackle with Divine energy up and down Her thin arms where they are visible. The twisting of reality about Her manifests especially beneath Her bare, sand-covered toes, and whirls across the massive, tangled masses of black hair that surround Her bony shoulders. A multitude of ivory poppies unfold amidst the tumbleweed of Her ebon hair, shedding showers of petals about Her as She goes. Through all the shine and glow that surrounds Her slight form, Her eyes are cold, fathomless pits of black in which starfields shift through inexorable, unfathomable patterns.
She is wearing:
a three-layered tunic of bright ivory spreading ivory hieroglyphs about Her;
a cropped pair of deep grey trousers churning with dizzying movement;
a burgundy belt of leather cinching Her tunic closer to Her waist;
a hooded coat of striking rainbow hues with a living poppy embroidered on Her back.

You have emoted: Gurashi wipes their brow, their tail moving a mile a minute, a blur of orange and white.

With a subtle warble, Wyrden Auspice Esei Shee-Slaugh of the Ascending Dusk whispers, "Magic, bibi."

Poof!

The corners of your mouth turn up as you grin mischievously.

Adrien beats his wings furiously, taking to the air with a droning buzz.

As She is suddenly two feet tall, leaning against Adrien in midair, Mysrai, the Urchin in Ivory says, "Well, it's all in the jam, really. The strawberries do all the magic."

You have emoted: Gurashi looks back at Adrien and Esei, their eyes wide and expression wild with delight and amusement.

Poof!

Adrien blinks.

Esei hides their smile with both hands.

Adrien peers about himself unscrupulously.

Adrien's eyes sparkle with amusement.

Esei removes a dapper, cream-banded black felt hat.
Esei slips into a dapper, silver-banded black felt hat.

Esei stretches languidly.

Adrien ponders you thoughtfully, looking you up and down.

Esei leans on Adrien seeking consolation.

In a quiet murmur, Proselyte Adrien Shee-Slaugh, the Omenwise Amanuensis asks you, "Did you shrink?"

Esei nods their head sagely.

With silvery tones, Wyrden Auspice Esei Shee-Slaugh of the Ascending Dusk whispers, "...goat."

With several beats of their wings, Esei alights upon your shoulder.

In a quiet murmur, Proselyte Adrien Shee-Slaugh, the Omenwise Amanuensis says, "Shame. Too small to perch on."

Esei wrinkles their nose and sniffs.

You have emoted: Gurashi sets down their cookbook and blinks, looking up at Adrien and nodding, their tail wagging. As Esei, not that much shorter than they are, alights upon their shoulder, they sag greatly, gripping the counter lightly for support.

Esei gives you a friendly squeeze.

In a quiet murmur, Proselyte Adrien Shee-Slaugh, the Omenwise Amanuensis says to you, "Get taller soon, it's more fun to hitch a ride."

Now a scant foot tall, sitting atop Gurashi's shoulder, Mysrai, the Urchin in Ivory says, "It just means the tarts will last longer. You can make bathtubs out of them now."

Poof!

Esei blinks.

With silvery tones, Wyrden Auspice Esei Shee-Slaugh of the Ascending Dusk whispers, "What."

You have emoted: Gurashi looks around the kitchen, finally having quieted their panting. They look back at a black iron oven, then at their cookbook.

Esei blinks.

You blink.

You giggle happily.

Adrien's eyes sparkle with amusement.

Esei peers about themself unscrupulously.

With silvery tones, Wyrden Auspice Esei Shee-Slaugh of the Ascending Dusk whispers, "...tub?"

With silvery tones, Wyrden Auspice Esei Shee-Slaugh of the Ascending Dusk whispers, "Peep chili hot tub?"

With silvery tones, Wyrden Auspice Esei Shee-Slaugh of the Ascending Dusk asks, "But tart???"

Esei stares blankly into space.

Adrien hides a tiny, lopsided grin.

Esei wrinkles their nose in distaste.

You think to yourself: ** a wash of pastels, hardly a hint of gray - waves of amusement - She LOVES peep chili! **.

Adrien adjusts a pair of thin spectacles so they sit more comfortably on his nose.

The tone shifts suddenly as the footprints freeze in place, before padding slowly to turn and face Esei.

Esei freezes suddenly, eyes going wide.

Mysrai throws a mini strawberry jam tart at Esei.

Esei lets out a short, startled sound.

Esei sniffles softly.

Adrien snorts a laugh too quickly to cover it up.

Mysrai begins to wield a mini strawberry jam tart in Her left hand.
Mysrai throws a mini strawberry jam tart at Esei.
Mysrai begins to wield a mini strawberry jam tart in Her left hand.
Mysrai throws a mini strawberry jam tart at Esei.

Esei flails about helplessly.

Mysrai begins to wield a mini strawberry jam tart in Her left hand.
Mysrai throws a mini strawberry jam tart at Esei.
Mysrai begins to wield a mini strawberry jam tart in Her left hand.
Mysrai throws a mini strawberry jam tart at Esei.

Mysrai, the Urchin in Ivory exclaims, "NO!"

Poof!

With silvery tones, Wyrden Auspice Esei Shee-Slaugh of the Ascending Dusk says, "Okay."

Adrien chuckles quietly to himself.

Esei leans on Adrien seeking consolation.

You suddenly scoop up a mini strawberry jam tart.

You have emoted: Gurashi lets out a short, audible laugh, covering their mouth.

You grin mischievously at a mini strawberry jam tart.

In a quiet murmur, Proselyte Adrien Shee-Slaugh, the Omenwise Amanuensis says, "At least I got one."

You have emoted: Gurashi waves the tart out before them, offering it to thin air.

You begin to wield a mini strawberry jam tart in your left hand.

Esei stares blankly into space.

With silvery tones, Wyrden Auspice Esei Shee-Slaugh of the Ascending Dusk says, "Many tarts."

Adrien nods his head emphatically.

Esei blinks.

Esei gives a short gasp of elation.

With silvery tones, Wyrden Auspice Esei Shee-Slaugh of the Ascending Dusk says, "Filib."

In a quiet murmur, Proselyte Adrien Shee-Slaugh, the Omenwise Amanuensis says, "Thank you for your noble sacrifice, child mine, allowing me to obtain a tart."

Trailing stars and smoke, Dusan trails off to the southwest.

Adrien blinks.

In a quiet murmur, Proselyte Adrien Shee-Slaugh, the Omenwise Amanuensis says, "... Time to visit the cousin, then?"

Suddenly the Urchin floats over Adrien, droping a dozen tarts that fall atop his head in a neat stack.

Adrien dips into a polite bow before Mysrai.

Mysrai gives some mini strawberry jam tarts to Proselyte Adrien Shee-Slaugh, the Omenwise Amanuensis.

In a quiet murmur, Proselyte Adrien Shee-Slaugh, the Omenwise Amanuensis says, "Thank You."

Adrien purses his lips, contemplating you thoughtfully.

In a quiet murmur, Proselyte Adrien Shee-Slaugh, the Omenwise Amanuensis says to you, "I like your new titlw."

You have emoted: Gurashi looks about the room, grinning from ear to ear, watching the passing of the tarts, their tail wagging. They nod at the mention of Filib, writing: 'was making some for them - can make some more??'

You blink.

You think to yourself: ** oh - right **.

Shadows pour out from the ether, heralding Dusan.

The tart proffered to midair disappears entirely, chomped out of Gurashi's hands suddenly in large, almost comically timed bites.

With several beats of their wings, Esei alights upon Bizirik, the leothin's shoulder.

The corners of your mouth turn up as you grin mischievously.

Esei stares blankly into space.

You giggle happily.

Adrien's eyes sparkle with amusement.

Esei opens their mouth as if to say something, but pauses.

You think to yourself: ** a bit of longing - did like being wakabi armed - but am better than wakabi armed now - like, strong lizard arms **.

You think to yourself: ** questioning - do lizards have strong arms **.

You shake your head.

Adrien licks his lips.

In a quiet murmur, Proselyte Adrien Shee-Slaugh, the Omenwise Amanuensis says, "You did a good job with these."

Esei holds up a single finger, then stops short and changes hats.

Esei removes a dapper, silver-banded black felt hat.
Esei slips into a dapper, diamond-studded black felt hat.

With several beats of his wings, Adrien alights upon Esei's shoulder.

You have emoted: Gurashi nods at Adrien's comment, tail still wagging a mile a minute as they return to the oven to bake just a -few- more.

In a quiet murmur, Proselyte Adrien Shee-Slaugh, the Omenwise Amanuensis says, "There. Better."

Esei tilts their head back for a moment, their form shifting slowly through the spectrum of colours.

You think to yourself: ** remembering yes! was going to bring some to cousin too - enough to share **.

You see the following people here:
Adrien, Esei, Gurashi.

The presence of being watched fades as the barefoot prints padding against the ground begin to fade, a trail of pink sand and tart crumbs moving towards the door before vanishing abruptly.

In a quiet murmur, Proselyte Adrien Shee-Slaugh, the Omenwise Amanuensis says, "Nice meeting You."

You have emoted: Gurashi looks up from a black iron oven fondly, smiling...

Esei rolls one shoulder, causing a few resounding cracks, much like ice.

You think to yourself: ** pink, gold, pastels - pure and utter adoration **.

You sway back and forth.

You think to yourself: ** softer pastels - lucky, am lucky **.

Mysrai, the Urchin in Ivory has bestowed Her divine strongfavour upon you. It will last for 2 months. <-- gave one to Adrien and Esei too

You think to yourself: ** slowly, muted shades ... concern... **.

You shake your head.

You think to yourself: ** will fix **.

Esei stares blankly into space.

Voice containing an undercurrent of cracking glaciers, Wyrden Auspice Esei Shee-Slaugh of the Ascending Dusk whispers, "-Pink-."

Adrien nods his head at Esei.

You gaze softens as you smile.