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l1GHT HOUSE,
tOP S1DE.
hEH,
yOU UH, yOU PROBABLY COULD HAVE GUESSED THAT,
t1NK.

D --> You might have been somewhere else
D --> It never hurts to ask

[With that, he sets off towards the elevator. With Mindfang there, he's a lot more careful. If Summoner is watching, he might lose him now and then. After some traveling and protecting his flowers from the cold, Darkleer shows up at the lighthouse. Slipping inside, he starts to make his way up the stairs.]

[Normally he'd be ontop, but since they're meeting and he has flowers, it might be better to be inside the tower where the winds aren't so strong. So... he's there, sitting with his back against a wall, wings laid out near his sides, staring out of the large glass windows. He's quiet, keeping track of a lot of things island side, Mindfang included, Darkleer too. He's quiet, horns a smaller size right now and he's wearing the Zora Tunic Zelda enchanted for him. He has yet to try the underwater trick... maybe when it's warmer out.]

[Soon Summoner sees Darkleer entering, stopping the commune of a few insects to just listen to him from up at the top instead, his eyes closing. There's a tug in his stomach, a nervous one, but he does his best to deal with it as he waits.]

[When he does arrive at his destination, Darkleer has to stop. Sometimes he forgets how beautiful Summoner looks. It's so apparent here now, however. The sight of him sitting by the window, brilliant colors almost dulled by the weather outside and their situation...]

[He has to catch his breath.]

[Coming closer, he kneels by him and offers it.]

I had the most peculiar dream that I proposed to a taken troll who was also quite below my years, only I realized when I checked your voicemail that it was a curse. I thought it only proper that I make it up to you.

[There you go being sappy again. Did well to keep it to yourself. Beautiful? Hardly. At least Darkleer has kept some of his youth in all those sweeps. Summoner just- ages. There's not much to look at anymore but a bunch of scared flesh and a world weary brow. Guess his wings till keep some colour at least.]

[Summoner hears him enter, doesn't open his eyes right away, but when he does he feels that same feeling, yeah, need to catch your breath. He hasn't seen Darkleer in person for a little while and it definitely affects him, unable to kill that twitch of a crooked smile.]

Heh, it's uh, it's okay. You were actually pretty adorable. [Said with a slight strain as he pushes himself up to his feet.]

Please. [A shake of his head.] Let us never speak of it again. I was a rather large fool of a child.

[As for him, he stays kneeling. As Summoner gets up, he just holds out the bouquet.]

For you, love. I don't quite have a poem, but...

Heh, sure still look like a big fool to me. [A laugh, shaking his head slightly, a hand moving to warm itself and an arm around the bouquet as he leans in. His other moves to cradle the side of Darkleer's head as he leans down and places a kiss on his hair between his horns.]

You didn't have to, really- I've been an ass lately and I know it... [Said softly into the hair, keeping his face near the top of Darkleer's head for a moment. He lips still press against the strands, nose breathing out a warm breath into them before he pulls back and steps away, looking down at him.]

I very well might be.

[Oh. Closing his eyes, he leans into Summoner's closeness. It's always such a reassuring feeling to be held close, or at least kissed on the head. It's a bit regretful to feel him move away. Slowly, he gets up himself.]

You are no more an ass than when I first spoke with you. It's... been difficult for you, I know.

[Summoner watches him rise, still holding the flowers close, their smell rather pleasant over all and he can smell ...chocolate too... A glance to them, noticing some of them are wrapped before looking back to Darkleer. His brows furrow a little- right, that conversation with Mindfang wasn't...]

[He finds keeping his gaze with Darkleer to be suddenly difficult and looks down, feeling a little sick.] Yeah... Guess ah- guess difficult's a word for it.

[Oh blast. That was the entirely wrong thing to say. Darkleer's ears lower.]

I'm sorry. It wasn't in my place to look.

Nah it's- okay- are some of these chocolate? [Quickly changing the subject as he moves to pluck one of the false flowers from the bouquet.]

Yes. [He goes along with it gladly.] I know your sweet tooth.

Guess I can't decline sugar, hey? [Gives him a smile and a small shove.]

Sorry I made ya come all the way up here to give me this.

It's no problem. Goodness knows I need to leave my hive at times.

[He waits a moment, tentative, before speaking again.]

You still like slam poetry, don't you?

Well, I have to agree with you on that.Not right to be stabled up like that all the time.

[A questioning look.] Well, yeah. Why?

[Oh no a horse pun, help, he smiled. It vanishes quickly after he gets his reply.]

I might have... compose something. For you.

Might have, huh? [Oh god...]

Yes. It is not my area of expertise, so I doubt it is particularly good... I mostly had to find examples and do a bit of study.

Oh uh, you put a lot of thought into it- [...Eugh... He can't really, decline...] All right... [Let him just lean up against that wall he sitting sitting by, putting the bouquet into his sylladex and putting a chocolate rose into his mouth.]

I'm not very good at it, but I did want to try.

[Oh, he's accepting, that's good.]

[Okay.]

[He can do this.]

[Deeeeeeeep breath-]

Blue, orange, they're complimentary
Like us in personality
It doesn't have to be an eternity
But for now, can it just be you and me?

Didn't know it would start, not with words so sharp
On both our parts, real harsh, with closed off hearts
Couldn't imagine this, such red bliss

Such wit and chatter, initially brushed it of
As mindless blather
Chance at romance I nearly missed
Too blinded by all my ignorance
What if I didn't reply? Woulda been a fool
Lettin' my blood stay cool, prejudices at rule
But talked we did, even if words encrypted
It never ended, and sometimes we got frustrated
All bicker and banter and chit chatter
To you I'm Tinker, to me you're Fire
Burning with eyes of bronze and gold
No way I could stay cold, how could I from one so bold?
Maybe from the start I was sold
Needed a breath of fresh air to soothe wounds of old

Blue, orange, they're complimentary
Like us in personality
It doesn't have to be an eternity
But for now, can it just be you and me?

Against a spider, I guess I'm unluckier
But words versus curves, I'm the better bullrider
All my will, give me a chance, I'll show you skill
A show like that won't be little, mountain not a mole hill, think overkill
Too much? Don't worry I'll foot the bill
No dice or luck, why let fate dangle
Or strings tangle, let my arrow fly like an angel
Skill with a bow matches my flow
Get it? Posers with crossbow bolts
But for me it's not difficolt, have it reined
Talent insane, but she won't admit it under pain
For you, no harm from hands of an archer
They give pleasure, so use me at your leisure
Keep my pity and love, want yours
Quality serendipity
Let's stay true

Blue, orange, they're complimentary
Like us in personality
It doesn't have to be an eternity
But for now, can it just be you and me?

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