ELI
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NAME: Eli Azrael
AGE: 40... ish
HOMETOWN: Kingdom of Solterra, Feywild

yo. its eli. hit me up.

Date: 2025-12-15 02:26 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] wormkin
Yes. It was to help a friend who needed it. It did not survive the ordeal.

It was the largest one that I used for the outmost layer. The brown one that you had gotten me. It was very soft. It does not need to be brown, however. I will enjoy anything that you deem suitable.

Date: 2025-12-15 02:49 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] wormkin
Thank you, my Warmth. I believe in your endeavors.

I have my boots from when I first arrived still, and I have my four sweaters for my torso. I was gifted a scarf from a Karterian, but I do not have a hat or mitts.

It is. Inconvenient to wear so much.


😢🪱

Date: 2025-12-15 03:07 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] wormkin
Oh. I did not realize that I did not need to wear all four. I will keep this in mind for the future, thank you.

[He pauses for the other question, because... are his boots waterproof???]

I am unsure. Perhaps? I have not noticed them becoming wet, nor does blood stick to them.

[A perfectly normal thing to say, obviously.]

Date: 2025-12-15 03:22 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] wormkin
Please do not worry, I do not mean here. I am referring to my origin home, where I encountered it often. Here, I have seen it far less.

[And it's been replaced by a lot more body horror instead. We have fun times, here]

I would appreciate it, my Warmth. I also have something to show you when you return.

Date: 2025-12-15 03:31 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] wormkin
That is good to hear. I like my boots.

Yes, it is indeed a surprise. However, I am afraid I cannot tell you what sort of surprise, because doing so will ruin it. I am sorry.

Date: 2025-12-15 03:50 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] wormkin
I will do so as I await your return. Please be safe, my Warmth.

[Plenty of time for him to put in the finishing touches. He is quite literally vibrating in his excitement for this surprise.]
Cassius perks, feeling Eli's warmth and presence even before he'd entered their yard. The door opens mid-knock, an excited squirm filling up the background as he greets his loved one. He doesn't wait for Eli to come in, merely grabs his hand and pulls him inside like an eager child in a toy store.

“It is here. Come look.”

He doesn’t drag Eli far - his surprise is pretty much the first thing to see in the living area: a potted tree that fits snug in the corner, one that he’s put a lot of effort into decorating. He’s collected quite a bit this holiday season from the Karteria population and it’s all on display here.

“I grew the tree myself.” And he looks so proud saying it, too. It’d been difficult to tap into his Terra soul with so little sunlight, but he’d managed. “Our home is now suitable for the spirit of holidays, my Elijah.”

Date: 2025-12-20 06:07 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] wormkin
"Yes. It is similar to a holiday the humans celebrated back in my world. They would decorate trees like this and hang lights from them. Then on the actual day of celebration, they would exchange gifts to show their gratitude for their loved ones." His squirm settles into something pleasant as he steps up next to Eli. "I could not grow trees in my Garden, so we could not join the celebrations in this way."

His gaze goes a little distant as he looks at the tree, memories flickering in light candlelight. "Despite the cold, I much enjoyed wandering through the streets to take in the homes strung with lights and all the shimmering things. It was... magical, I think is the right word. It is nice that the Karterians have a similar tradition."

No Santa Claws, though. How are the Karterians to receive their gifts if there is no Santa Claws to deliver them?

He steps closer, hand winding around Eli's arm as he slots into his side. "I am glad that you like it."

Date: 2025-12-20 06:42 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] wormkin
That familiar rose scent thickens at the kiss, a happy rustle rolling through his petals. "The Karterians gave them to me. I believe it was due to a tradition of their own, for they stopped to hang their ornaments into my sweaters."

And wrap him in ribbon. And strung popcorn.

He beams in his Cassius way. "I was even gifted a colorful scarf. I have never been gifted so many things before."