♓ Video ♑ (color coded so you know who is who)

[haircestor]

[The video feed flickers on to show a lovely adult troll, tyrian colored eyes matching her tyrian painted lips. Thick black hair down to the ground that seems to wrap around her figure. She, all together, looks rather bored, like this is some tedious effort she doesn't want to deal with.]

Hello, Vatheon.

[A smile touches her features, one much softer than most would expect! Less condescending than her title implies.]

I feel now is a good time to introduce my presence and-

[She turns her head away from the video for a moment, something obviously caught her attention. The video becomes shaky as she walks quickly.]

Grand Highblood?

[The video doesn't turn from its original position, but a low rumbling voice can be heard offscreen:]

Well, my lady. Didn't think I would be all motherfucking finding you here so quick-like and shit.

Comments

Video; private;

[aim_exorable]

[He would risk looking silly to an empty room and a non-judgmental lusus if it meant there was a slight chance he could deliver one last message to Lysunder.]

[As for Dural's vision? Certainly better than any troll's, even in this dim room. Everything is in such detail, letting her keep all the better eye on the three trolls she's taken under her wing... When all three are available for her to keep an eye on, at any rate.]

As you need him, and he you, of course you may, chickling.

Video; private;

[rebull]

Thank you.

[A small smile as he curls his grasp around her further, establishing a full link and thus, control of her entirely. Summoner himself lifts a hand, as if reaching out to the open air infront of him. He brushes the backs of his fingers forward at the same time as he controls Dural to move. Dural who, remains stiff for a moment, only before puffing her feathers slightly, tail and wings rustling. The feather beast soon turns her head and curls it down, pressing her own forehead to Darkleer's, smoothing over it and just barely cooing.]

well technically no longer video but certainly private

[aim_exorable]

[This is really rather normal behavior for her, but it is reassuring regardless, even if his words have just been given to an empty room and a lusus. Letting his eyes close and shoulders slump, Darkleer lets their foreheads stay together like this.]

Oh, Dural...

Haha, yeaah. I guess it would be...private... action?

[rebull]

[Again more cooing, and she moves to brush the side of her beak against Darkleer's cheek. Slowly a wings extends and moves to wrap around Darkleer's head softly, as it cradling him closer as she leans against him. Summoner continues to in her gaze as he moves her, fingers and hand moving as if it's what's touching Darkleer's face.]

[Worried, he hates this feeling. Summoner isn't used to it like this. Normally he can act upon his worry, normally he can work to get rid of it. But this isn't in his power, there's nothing he can do, and he hates that it has to be like this... This is only more reason to break the establishment made by the Altnerian society. So bullshit like this can't happen.]

idefk

[aim_exorable]

[...Ah. Now this most certainly is not within the norm. Dural never tries to embrace another with her wings like this, not to his knowledge, save perhaps when she is flapping her wings frantically in order to get out of the trap that is Gamzee's hair.]

[Is this...]

[Gently, he reaches up and lightly presses his fingers against her chest.]

Summoner...?

Action?????

[rebull]

[Her wings slowly close, pulling her head back to gaze into his eyes as he looks at her, feathers puffing up around her chest in reaction to the fingers touching there.]

[A small smile on his part, shrugging into himself slightly, wishing touch worked the same way sight and hearing did through his commune.]