( he halts , eyes widening a bit ββ antennae twitching before lowering his voice to whisper , )
unless , it is a secret ... .α£ I shan't tell . β± Λ’Κ°α΅Λ‘Λ‘ Λ’Κ·α΅α΅Κ³ β±αΆ α΅βΏα΅ α΅α΅Λ’α΅ Β·
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a single vibration of the caesium is too long alreadyοΌ
( their white gaze focuses onto him until he's sat beside them, with their eyebrows raising upon the sight of the cat . )
A soft chuckle leaves deaths lips as he presses a kiss between said antennae, moving to crouch next to the other,
β I had an unfortunate departure of a being to take care of, wasnβt long though was I?β
a small kitten pops its head out of his pocket, meowing. >
( their hands inch closer , slowly , and they hover right above the ends of the feline's fur ; he doesn't touch them fully though . )
what exactly is this 'task' you were performing οΌ if I am allowed to inquire , that is .
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( their antennae twitch in response , thoughβ they almost chuckle; they're sensitive , mostly ticklish after all . )
ah , indeed ! boredom is all there is in your absence . where you have been , I had been wondering .
of course leaning down behind them, cool fingers gently tickling their antennae.
β so bored while lil olβ me disappears on a call .α£ surely better things tβdo than count grain .α£ now that Iβm back nβways. β
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ΰΏ β THIS IS THE MOMENT OF
JUST LETTING GO,
IF YOU HAD LIFE ETERNAL
WOULD YOU LET ME TOUCH
YOUR SOUL FOREVER .α£ β
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κ·κ¦ βοΈREAD PINNED βοΈ κ·κ¦
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they must never be bored with so much to do . counting sand , grain by grain . fascinating .
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there is much to see and much more to ponder . intriguing , one might say β¦ or even ββ perplexing .