Kaisel
"Agreeeed." Kaisel can completely get behind that sentiment. Having Mateo in the house means there's been a time or two where Kaisel has had to move one of the random flower arrangements that pop up. He puts them back as best he can, but he's blamed the spirits at least twice.
Ronin ends up being no help, offering both reasons not to do it in Longnight, and then tossing out bioluminescent dress like that isn't a fantastic reason to stay on that time. Although, could be any night, short or long, he supposes. "That's not a bad idea!" Kaisel chirps back, fully intending to relay it to Flora later. Ultimately though dress choices would be well beyond his reach, best left to the bride and her mother, maybe her well-dressed brother too.
Struggling with the shape of the barrel more than its weight, Kaisel waddles down the pier to deposit it alongside the other scattered pieces. "Well, maybe," he laughs, fully understanding the dangerous places they'd scouted. With so many other things done large, perhaps there's something to the special day staying close, though that's not why the Draig is appealing. "Could maybe work with a god to open up the guest list for a day," he shrugs, and Spice and Sugar could be the doordragons.
Picking up and depositing a few crab cages as the last thing to clear, Kaisel glances back towards the sea where Remi's tentacles ensure the cannon's line of site is open. "Cannon-certified!" he agrees, rearranging his placed cages before firing off a thumb's up.
Ronin ends up being no help, offering both reasons not to do it in Longnight, and then tossing out bioluminescent dress like that isn't a fantastic reason to stay on that time. Although, could be any night, short or long, he supposes. "That's not a bad idea!" Kaisel chirps back, fully intending to relay it to Flora later. Ultimately though dress choices would be well beyond his reach, best left to the bride and her mother, maybe her well-dressed brother too.
Struggling with the shape of the barrel more than its weight, Kaisel waddles down the pier to deposit it alongside the other scattered pieces. "Well, maybe," he laughs, fully understanding the dangerous places they'd scouted. With so many other things done large, perhaps there's something to the special day staying close, though that's not why the Draig is appealing. "Could maybe work with a god to open up the guest list for a day," he shrugs, and Spice and Sugar could be the doordragons.
Picking up and depositing a few crab cages as the last thing to clear, Kaisel glances back towards the sea where Remi's tentacles ensure the cannon's line of site is open. "Cannon-certified!" he agrees, rearranging his placed cages before firing off a thumb's up.
Haters on my back like a backpack
Blowin' up I'm fucking flawless
Blowin' up I'm fucking flawless
Code stolen from Queen Sky
Wearing a watery blue, faded and stretched-out sparkling hair tie on his left wrist
