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text the day after the Fucking Poetry Post

[counterattack]

yo guess what?? i just got an assignment over by kiichpan
i'm headed over there now
let's get something to eat when i get there! i haven't tried their food yet
it's probably not as gross as tikal's
i bet you found all kinds of weird stuff to eat already though

[prehendre]

[Ordinarily, Dohalim would welcome such a visit. Would even be thrilled at the fact Law is the one suggesting it, and seems interested in seeing him.

Today is no ordinary day. For his poetry was rejected, ego smashed, and pride wounded. The critiques of every nay-sayer were painful, but Law's words cut the deepest of all.]

I believe I am busy. Another time perhaps.

[counterattack]

oh

( ...UNDAUNTED, and completely unaware: )

busy with what?? maybe i can help
it's kinda my job to back other people up anyways
like a body guard y'know

meeting arrangements

[softmouth]

hey Dohalim, it's Dusty. I'm gonna be in Kiichpan in a day or so, where should we meet up? also maybe you should tell me what you look like so I can find you!

Re: meeting arrangements

[prehendre]

I think it would be wise to meet in the market, then we may procure any last minute ingredients necessary.

For identification... I am tall, my hair is crimson, and my skin a light bronze. I wear the traditional attire of Il Qaras. I have been told my appearance is agreeable to most eyes.

And yourself?

[softmouth]

that makes total sense! I wanna make you the best food I can.

you sound like you stand out in a crowd, I'm sure I'll find you. as for me, I'm pretty tall too, and I have curly blond hair that's shaved at the side, blue eyes, tan skin, and I'll be wearing a sweater and a backpack

how are you doing?

text; several days after Kiichpan go kabooooooom

[soulofmagus]

Dohalim?

It's Sophia. Are you


Are you well? Are you safe?

[prehendre]

Yes. As well as can be expected. I've taken up temporary residence with Zephyr in Coatepec.

Yourself?

[soulofmagus]

I'm so glad to hear it...And I am so sorry I did not reach out to you sooner.

He made it back there safely, then?

[ That's double the good news she'd been expecting! ]

I am much the same. And funny you should mention Coatepec..

text, a few days after the event

[sincleavers]

Dohalim? It's Alphen. Are you okay? I tried to reach you on the medallion but I don't think I did it right.

You got out of Kiichpan safely, right?

[prehendre]

I am alright. Has it been that long already?

I'll admit, my grasp of time has been... less than perfect.

How are you? I heard from someone you made it out in one piece, but now I can't remmeber who--

[sincleavers]

It hasn't really been THAT long. A few days, maybe? I'm glad you're safe. Do you have a place to stay?

I'm back in Tikal. No worse for wear.

text; week-ish after kiichpan, BACKDATING IM SO SLOW AND SO SORRY, THIS IS SO OVERDUE

[rinwell]

[ Now that the world's not on fire and she's not on fire, time to make good on checking in. Especially with those who knew she was here before before. ]

Hi, Dohalim?

This is Rinwell. Are you still here too?

[prehendre]

I'm here.

Well, I'm currently in Coatepec, but I am alive and well.

How are you?

text vaguely around the 14th? what is time even

[fallingsand]

Dohalim,

I'm in Coatepec for a few days and I have a delivery for you from Kiichpan.

Is there anywhere we can meet up?

- B Madrigal

[prehendre]

Dear Bruno,

You found it? I'm amazed! How wonderful.

Would you prefer to meet in public or private? I do have a home here, and I could make you dinner as promised.

Sincerely,

Dohalim il Qaras

text - a day after pictionary??

[counterattack]

hey, dodo? can i ask you something kinda sorta personalish?

[prehendre]

Of course.

action league now

[crimsoncrow]

<sub>[ He'd gotten the message halfway through his work in the lodge. A simple 'Can we talk, and Zephyr had let the other Salamanders know that he had to go after lending a hand in repotting some of the larger plants they'd been studying. Five, ten minutes later - just long enough to scrub the dirt from his hands and out from under his nails - and he was standing at the door to his home. Dohalim's home.

Their home.

A long time ago those three words would've eaten away at him from the inside out, back when he was young. Now? Not so much. Of course there had been some fear and trepidation, but he wasn't a nervous sixteen year old boy anymore. There was no reason to be afraid of words, not when he'd taken worse blows to the back or worse.

Taking a slow breath, Zephyr counts back from ten. When he reaches two, he nudges open the door and steps inside, drops his bag to the chair near the door, and tilts his head towards the table near the center of the room. ]</sub>

I'm home. You wanted to talk?

[prehendre]

[Zephyr's request is met with a mysterious silence.

At first, nothing in their home appears amiss. The furniture is where it should be, there is no sign of forced entry, but the living room is empty. Dohalim is not where he said he would be, and the only hint as to his whereabouts is... a trail of discarded clothing leading towards their bathroom.

There are other small details something isn't quite 'right'. Lit candles on every surface. The distinct scent of honey and rosewater. Their empty bed strewn with rose petals, from a plant Dohalim keeps on their small terrace.

All is explained when the door to the bathroom creaks open, and the lord himself, glistening with rose-oil in the candlelight wearing little more than a wrap of white silk so sheer the fabric does little to hide the dark skin beneath it. If anything, it highlights every edge and curve of Dohalim's body.

One hand on the doorframe, the other on his (very) long bare leg outstretched in front of him, the Lord's eyes are lined for the gods, red curls perfectly arranged around his face. Which is tilted at just the right angle to show off the length of his bare neck and sharp line of his jaw.

How long has Dohalim spent crafting this perfect image for Zephyr's eyes to feast upon? All day, with a week or so of planning. There are few people trained in the art of mani-pedis in Copalli.]

Welcome home. Talking can come after. First, I intend to render you speechless.

text; about a week after the coterie leadership meltdown

[soulofmagus]

Hello Dohalim. I hope you're doing well at the moment.

I could use some advice, if you'd be free some time for a chat.

I'm sorry this is so late, took an unofficial Dohalim hiatus!

[prehendre]

Very well, thank you. I wish I could say the same for most others.

Of course. I am forever at your disposal.

text, on the 18th

[counterattack]

hey dodo! i'm almost to coatepec, i'll be there in like an hour
you remembered what day it is today, right?

[prehendre]

Please do not call me Dodo.

Of course. It's your father's birthday. Whether or not he remembers is another story...

Text; 21st June

[rinwell]

Hi Dohalim!

I have a quick question - do you have a fruit called a 'mango' back in Elde Menancia?