Too bad, we could have run off to the rose garden and dabbled in some semi-public sex.
[ Jesper may or may not have engaged in that while he was there. (He definitely did.) He has a taste for things, what can he say? But it was a thrilling kind of night. He loved the masquerade, it was very him. He knew what a lot of costumes were because he offered to make them for people. He low key wishes they could have another one of those, but everything in the world is too serious at the moment. Too bad the Fey can't just show up and swoop them away from the war this time. ]
Well we remember what it was in theory, yeah? The centuries did end up feeling like either days or like forever, time was an entire other thing.
[ Jesper doesn't know for certain how many years they were supposed to be. People have mentioned it was around eight hundred, people who may be more on top of things, whereas he was just wandering the world at that part spreading love and having a good time. It was easy to lose track of time when months blended into years. The only time he was aware of a time was during his festival, and then he forgot again.
So the Fey might be the same way. They might think it's been days. It's a bit of a shame since Jesper would love to see them again, but he also gets it. Who would want to get involved in all this human mess anyway? He'd love to get away from it himself! ]
There are Grisha like that in my world, the more powerful you are, the older you can be. That's how the Saints came to be.
[ Inej would be able to explain it a lot better than him, but he's heard her prayers enough time for one lifetime. They were Grisha with extraordinary powers and lasted for centuries. The Darkling was one of them, and he was a source of darkness and fear because of it. Jesper doesn't think of himself as that level of Grisha, he might get a few extra dozen if he's lucky.]
Oh you want to get spicy, do you?
[ Jesper laughs and lets him pull him over to the stand. He's never said no to a drink in his entire life and he won't start here. While they wait he slides an arm around Claude's back, leaning down to put his chin on top of Claude's shoulders. Jesper isn't easily cold, his inner heat is unusual due to his powers, so he'll warm Claude up if he needs to. ]
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[ Jesper may or may not have engaged in that while he was there. (He definitely did.) He has a taste for things, what can he say? But it was a thrilling kind of night. He loved the masquerade, it was very him. He knew what a lot of costumes were because he offered to make them for people. He low key wishes they could have another one of those, but everything in the world is too serious at the moment. Too bad the Fey can't just show up and swoop them away from the war this time. ]
Well we remember what it was in theory, yeah? The centuries did end up feeling like either days or like forever, time was an entire other thing.
[ Jesper doesn't know for certain how many years they were supposed to be. People have mentioned it was around eight hundred, people who may be more on top of things, whereas he was just wandering the world at that part spreading love and having a good time. It was easy to lose track of time when months blended into years. The only time he was aware of a time was during his festival, and then he forgot again.
So the Fey might be the same way. They might think it's been days. It's a bit of a shame since Jesper would love to see them again, but he also gets it. Who would want to get involved in all this human mess anyway? He'd love to get away from it himself! ]
There are Grisha like that in my world, the more powerful you are, the older you can be. That's how the Saints came to be.
[ Inej would be able to explain it a lot better than him, but he's heard her prayers enough time for one lifetime. They were Grisha with extraordinary powers and lasted for centuries. The Darkling was one of them, and he was a source of darkness and fear because of it. Jesper doesn't think of himself as that level of Grisha, he might get a few extra dozen if he's lucky.]
Oh you want to get spicy, do you?
[ Jesper laughs and lets him pull him over to the stand. He's never said no to a drink in his entire life and he won't start here. While they wait he slides an arm around Claude's back, leaning down to put his chin on top of Claude's shoulders. Jesper isn't easily cold, his inner heat is unusual due to his powers, so he'll warm Claude up if he needs to. ]
I really wish we could just stay here, you know?