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yuri 🎀 ([personal profile] applebough) wrote2024-02-26 06:47 pm
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pc w/ dahut

as said by the great andie:

📣 NO OODOOD IN THE BLOOLOOL
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[personal profile] artificialsweetener 2024-04-14 02:06 am (UTC)(link)
[Why is Yuri literally the cutest in the world. Dahut's expression lights up!]

Ah! Did you make these yourself? I would love one!

[He'll reach out to take one so he can have a bite, yammy... After chewing and swallowing:] Mm, it's really true - nothing beats homemade sweets. That's one tasty cookie!
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[personal profile] artificialsweetener 2024-04-14 06:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[THEIR CUOSONS...!!! So many people stepped in to fill the void, at least.]

You're right about that! All form and no substance is just sad. This is the type of cookie that tastes like home! Did you learn how to make them here, or are you a fan of baking...? We should bake something together!
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[personal profile] artificialsweetener 2024-04-14 07:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Wonderful! [He'll turn and start heading in the direction of the galley, one of the only places he actually knows the location of here, damn.]

I can teach you something else, if you'd like! You're a fast learner so I'm sure it won't be any trouble, and then you can have one more thing to add to your baking repertoire! Scones, maybe? Or turnovers? How about muffins, do you like those?
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[personal profile] artificialsweetener 2024-04-14 10:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Good choice! Blueberries are the perfect match for baked goods, aren't they? Blueberry pound cake or pancakes - now that's a good match for a breakfast coffee!

[TO THE GALLEY. He glances over toward the shelf that he'd bashed Scien's head into six weeks ago before moving to grab the flour.]

Can you get the blueberries and eggs? Vanilla, too, if it's over there.
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[personal profile] artificialsweetener 2024-04-15 03:30 am (UTC)(link)
Something like it! They're usually nice, robust blends that really help wake you up. Or help you stay awake!

[Sometimes you have breakfast coffee at 3AM because you've been awake for 2 days and need to be awake for another 3, it's fine... HIS MURDER WAS ALSO FINE DON'T WORRY ABOUT IT.]

Thank you very much! [He'll add his, too, along with the utensils, bowls and pan they'll need later. Then, a little teasingly:] How much sleep have you been getting with all the work you've been doing, anyway? Maybe we should make some breakfast coffee, too.
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w7 mon

[personal profile] artificialsweetener 2024-04-15 09:34 pm (UTC)(link)
[They're in front of the field! Dahut has some very conflicting emotions that Yuri might feel as she approaches. The field-cursing desire to wander through at a leisurely pace and the Arpechele-born desire to avoid the fuck out of concerning flowers.]

Mm... I'm not sure how I feel about these.

[And yet HE JUST STARTS WALKING IN sure.

mems for memshare!! shakes u down for yuri mems in exchange.]
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[personal profile] artificialsweetener 2024-04-15 09:37 pm (UTC)(link)
[SWEET YURI AND HER EARLY SNOOZIN... Dahut looks contemplative as he starts opening bags and containers.]

Maybe it's just since you're always so hard at work when you are awake? Gives off the impression of someone who's too hard at work to even sleep!
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[personal profile] artificialsweetener 2024-04-15 11:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[LET'S DO 4 or 6!!]

Oh! [He'll reach out for it!] Thank you very much! You have one too, right?
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[personal profile] artificialsweetener 2024-04-15 11:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[Except neither of them will NEED ONE because they're immediately yoinked into a void instead, goodbye freaky flowers for now...

Dahut's just looking so damn tired.]


Why!

[Why indeed! Yuri gets a memory for her troubles.]
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[personal profile] artificialsweetener 2024-04-16 01:40 am (UTC)(link)
Aha... [WELL. As far as things go, that could have been worse, considering it's just him talking about how he fusses over Scien like a mother would their son, and his plans for his own mother, which weren't a secret even back home.

There's the faintest little trill of soft nostalgia in his emotional spread, though, as there almost always is when he thinks of his mother.]


Sorry about that. These rifts are so terrible and fussy...
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[personal profile] artificialsweetener 2024-04-16 05:54 pm (UTC)(link)
We did! Isn't that the most annoying thing? Dead, just memories in a machine, and still subjected to these weekly bits of nonsense...

[A DRAMATIC SIGH, though the very mildly miffed vibe behind that quickly gives way to softer and kinder feelings at Yuri's question.]

I was able to get further, fortunately... Thank you very much for asking! So many people have been so sweet. I know that it would make my mother happy to hear!
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[personal profile] artificialsweetener 2024-04-16 05:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[SWEET YURI. She is truly championed by the entire grave for all she did...]

You've been very helpful! We wouldn't have as complete a record without you, and we wouldn't have the information we do now without yours and Shoma's experiments. I have a feeling there might be somewhere else you want to go now, but be careful or Monsieur Scien will still try to poach you, anyway.

[This said in a light and teasing tone... The gremlin energy is alive again alongside him.]
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[personal profile] artificialsweetener 2024-04-17 08:43 pm (UTC)(link)
[No rest for the weary or the rats...

At the question, he looks faintly exasperated, but in a way that's more lightly amused than anything.]


Aha... Well! We do head very different teams at the end of the day - or we did, rather! All that's in the past now. But! Mademoiselle Ceres was referring to the silly little play-acting we had to do in front of our subordinates every time we were together in public. We'd behave as enemies to keep their itch to fight relatively satisfied, you see.

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