With a sigh, you say, "Please do not ignores me Dad."

An inexplicably lonely beach.
Stretching out in every direction is a somewhat oddly colored beach- rather than white or brown or red sand, the sand here is largely a bluish-violet. In the immediate area though is a wide, somewhat tattered beach blanket covering the warm sands, along with a colorful, slightly crooked umbrella that shades a portion of the blanket from the eternal noontime sun. Next to the blanket is a wooden sign which has been planted deep in the sand, with the words 'Out to Lunch' painted neatly across the weathered boards in black and gold, although the paint has started to flake and the wood is turning gray from the passage of time and exposure to the elements. Off to the north, a forest of rising bamboo can be seen in the distance. The light of day shines brightly. Perpetually ticking away the hours, the Immortal Clock of Past's Restoration stands proudly nearby. Sparkling liquids bubble up from a fountain here. A tiny cookie covered in fresh raspberries has been left here. Vivid blooms splaying from an olive green stem, a crimson magnolia lies abandoned here. Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters with an Unknown face lingers nearby, the air about him singing with the rush of the ocean. He wields a dazzling white staff crowned by a platinum pearl in his left hand.
You see exits leading north, east, and down.

You playfully glomp Tridemon, sending him crashing to the floor beneath you.
You give a trillingly melodic laugh, your frills resonating with joy.
Covered in glitter, you say, "HOW DARES."
You cackle hellishly.

Tridemon reaches over and ruffles your hair with a fond expression.

You have emoted: Cheliyi pauses, glancing up at the umbrella with a frown.

A soft breeze stirs the nearby sand, leaving gentle arcs in its wake.

Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "... hm. The beach needs a makeover, I thinks. And, Velcora visited to drop off snacks, it looks likes."
You give Tridemon a peck on the cheek.
Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say to Tridemon, "I can make a new blankets, can you help me make a new sign and umbrella?"
Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "Am not an artisany persons, no."

Tridemon looks around a bit, slowly.
Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "... 's fine."

You gasp in delight, reaching out to boop Tridemon lightly on the nose with a finger.
Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you ask, "But what if I wanna make it look even nicers?"

You think to yourself: **a hint of fondness, he gave you a blanket, so you can give one back...**.

---> p cookie here, wait, gurashi made it QwQ

Fresh, succulent raspberries threaten to overwhelm a tiny dark kafe
cookie no more than two inches wide sprinkled liberally with bittersweet
kafe chips. The juicy red fruits are held to the dark pastry base by a
thick coat of clear jelly, and lightly dusted with finely ground kafe
and sugar powder.
It has 1 months of usefulness left.
It is strangely weightless.
It has been preserved against spoilage.
It has a trade valuation of worthless.
The beauteous craftsmanship of Herald Gurashi, The Heart's Friend radiates throughout it.
It has the following aliases: cookie.

---> long silence

You stare implacably at Tridemon.
With a sigh, you say, "Please do not ignores me Dad."
You give Tridemon a peck on the cheek.

Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters thinks to himself: ... Gurashi left the cookies.

Tridemon nudges the blanket on the sand slightly with one foot.
Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "... dunno..."

You have emoted: Cheliyi pauses, glancing aside by the blanket. She sighs, and sits down beside Tridemon.

Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "... I realized. Are you still mad at thems? Because they think you hate them, yes. I... can understand why, but this is a very weird limbo to be in, Dad."

Tridemon looks off into the distance for a while in silence, before turning to you, quite suddenly focusing with almost a physical weight to his attention.

You blink.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "I don't hate them. And I'm not angry, either."
Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "It hurts."
Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "Being close hurts. Badly."
Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "Because it's a reminder that I simply am not good enough."
Tridemon turns towards the north and steps forward, instantly collapsing into a torrent of water that rushes outwards with a thunderous crash of water.

You have emoted: Cheliyi waits patiently in the silence, holding Tridemon's gaze with her own. She blinks, surprised, and then frowns. Some unreadable emotion flits across her face, though its easier to decipher given the glimmer of tears.
You close your eyes and inhale deeply, absorbing the scent of your surroundings.
Quietly, you say, "Oh."

You think to yourself: **and just like that, you can feel your chest caving in like shards of ice.**

Tears fill your eyes and begin to slowly run down your face.
Rubbing away the tears with irritation, you murmur, "Darn its."

You think to yourself: **a swell of sorrow in your heart, you understand, it hurts, and he needs to be alone, but you want to -not- be alone, oh, you cannot go back to dad like this...**.

You sigh quietly, frills drooping as your tail sags.
Calling out as she stands up, you say, "Dad?"
You purse your lips pensively, gazing off into the distance as you carefully gather your thoughts.

Gurashi's melodic voice sings into your mind, "...he isn't answering me anymore ...are you there? Is he talking to you? Uhm..."

You have emoted: Cheliyi quietly dusts off the blanket.

Harmony echoes in your mind as you sing to Herald Gurashi, The Heart's Friend, "**silence, followed by what feels like a sigh.** It's fine, Dad. Am helping. And... so you knows. He is not angry, and he doesn't hate you, no."

Gurashi's melodic voice sings into your mind, "His beach is sad now. I brought it flowers and cookies be-fore. But he was not awake, yet. He did not have glitters. *quieter, guiltier, embarrassed even* I love you. Am sorry."

You have emoted: Cheliyi shuffles to the side, trying to push the umbrella upright so that it better shields the blanket from shade. It simply slopes to the side once more, and the mugwump curses under her breath.
You let loose a long breath from your lungs, exhaling slowly.
You have emoted: Cheliyi eventually straightens out the blanket once more, sets the bloom atop it, and pockets the cookie.
You pick up a mini kafe cookie topped with fresh raspberries.

You flutter your nose at the air, sensing through a cute little rabbit nose upon your face the faint traces of others in the surrounding area.
You make out the scent of Tridemon coming from A cozy living room.

A cozy living room.
This location is flooded with shallow, crystal clear water. Extending off of the foyer, this living room is somewhat more expansive than the room to the south by about half. The floors are still the same pale golden wood with violet sparkles and whorls and coated for durability, but there are several places where comfortable cushions have just been strewn about in slight depressions along the floor, perfect for flopping into. Along the northern wall is also a kind of nook with further, sturdier cushions, made of some dark material that won't show stains. There are slightly raised walls of the same wood around the nook, which have been engraved, somewhat oddly, with dozens of images of dancing shrimp. The walls in this room have more of the special paper from the foyer, but this time the painted waves are joined by rising trees with thorny vines bearing roses draped along their branches. The ceiling in this room also continues the theme of stone tiles, a slightly darker blue than the ones in the foyer, and bear engraved likenesses of forest creatures between the ones that belong to the sea. In the northeast corner, a spiral staircase- contained by a cage of platinum-streaked wrought iron, around a central pillar of bright blue coral- leads up toward another room, though the narrow size of the stairs themselves would seem to indicate that it's meant for just one person to climb at any one time. Along the west wall is an archway lined with vines of bright green jade, woven together into a coherent whole. The actual room itself is concealed from casual sight by a beaded curtain, with the beads made of more of that bright green jade, resembling vines loosely covering the opening. There are 2 dark blue crystalline couches here. Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters with an Unknown face lingers nearby, the air about him singing with the rush of the ocean. He wields a dazzling white staff crowned by a platinum pearl in his left hand.
You see exits leading north, south, west, and up.

Tridemon raises one hand in greeting from the couch.

You have emoted: Cheliyi lingers by the doorframe, her eyes shiny, but her cheeks seemingly scrubbed dry. "... Thought you had locked yourself agains. Can I sit with you?"

Harmony echoes in your mind as you sing to Herald Gurashi, The Heart's Friend, "It is okay. Want you to knows that, in case are feeling bads. You should not. We are just in the living rooms, everything is okay."

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "... if you like..."

Gurashi's melodic voice sings into your mind, "*tired assent* I am ... needing to rest my souls soonly. But."

Harmony echoes in your mind as you sing to Herald Gurashi, The Heart's Friend, "Then rest well, okays?"

From seemingly nowhere, Bizirik appears, a lucidian-inspired sparkleberry tart clutched in its set of smaller forelimbs. It clumsily hands a lucidian-inspired sparkleberry tart over to you before slinking back off.

Quietly, you say, "I do, yes."

Appearing from seemingly nowhere, Bizirik pads over to Tridemon, a lucidian-inspired sparkleberry tart clutched in its smaller set of forelimbs. It clumsily hands a lucidian-inspired sparkleberry tart over to Tridemon before quickly slinking away.

You blink.
You smile wryly at a lucidian-inspired sparkleberry tart.

Gurashi's melodic voice sings into your mind, "I loves you dearly and deeply. We should definitely spend some times with Ronin next months, don't you think?"

You have emoted: Cheliyi sits down on the couch, curling against Tridemon's side.

Harmony echoes in your mind as you sing to Herald Gurashi, The Heart's Friend, "Yeah, that sounds goodly."

Gurashi's melodic voice sings into your mind, "I want to see how goodly he is at knitting socks. I know he is. Did the tarts come through O-K?"

Harmony echoes in your mind as you sing to Herald Gurashi, The Heart's Friend, "They did. I love you lots, yes."

Aquamantic symbols suddenly project themselves upon the very air in dark blue light, fading after a brief moment.

Tridemon pats you in a friendly manner.

You have emoted: Cheliyi is silent for a very long time, until she eventually whispers, "I don't think you're not enough. I think you're a whole lot good. I just wish you could be more awake sometimes, is all. Cause... really like having you as a Dad."
Quietly, you say, "I don't want you to hurt, either. But, can't change that."

The call of a cicada welcomes the setting of the sun and the coming night.

Gurashi's melodic voice sings into your mind, "*belated and tired, colorful and relieved* I loves you too. With alla my hearts."

---> 5 minute silence

Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters thinks to himself: ... I wonder how many fruits there are...

You sigh quietly, frills drooping as your tail sags.
Softly, you say, "Nevermind."

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "... I... don't know why I drift so much..."
Tridemon looks every one of his three-hundred twenty-one years for a moment.

Leaning forward, you gently press a kiss to Tridemon's brow.
Quietly, you say, "Is okay."

Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters thinks to himself: ... maybe I should go out to sea...

Softly, you say, "Would you feel betters taking time in the ocean? Or are you just.... trying to disappear?"
Like a gentle ripple in a crystalline pool, you say, "I want you to find happiness Dad. Wherever that is. Just.... as long as I can reach you."

You think to yourself: Don't go where I can't visit you...

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "... you know... I went and sat over at the Pool of Stars for ten days straight a couple of months back..."
Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "No one even acknowledged that I was there..."

You frown at Tridemon.
You hug Tridemon as best as you can, pulling them into a tight embrace.

Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters thinks to himself: //An incredibly dense sense of sheer LONELINESS flares for an instant//.
Tridemon leans on you seeking consolation.

You think to yourself: **in response, a flare of pained denial, no, he -is- loved, you love him so much...**.

Tears fill your eyes and begin to slowly run down your face.
You have emoted: Cheliyi hugs Tridemon just a little tighter.

Softly, you say, "Y'know, maybe should try talking to peoples. Have been staying in your manse for a long time, the new peoples don't know you that wells, no. Saying hello could always be nice."

Tridemon ponders you thoughtfully, looking you up and down.
Tridemon suddenly turns to you, and you watch as he reaches out and lightly boops you on the nose with a finger.

You blink.
Inhaling sharply, you sneeze so hard that your frills puff out like balloons.
You have emoted: Cheliyi lets out a slight laugh, wiping at her eyes.
Quietly, you say, "You believe me, when I say I love you, right?"
Uzriel's timeline has been abruptly shattered by Qillilitli's timequake.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "... yes..."

Suddenly exhausted, you say, "Okay. Okay. Goods."

You think to yourself: **like a whoosh of relief... someone can hear you...**.

Ocean waves echoing softly behind his voice, Tridemon Regalis, Keeper of Pure Waters says, "... we can go to the wheel together after the weave...?"

You nod your head at Tridemon.
You snuggle close to Tridemon and lean comfortably on him.