"Arthur Inkwell here. I've no earthly idea how this thing is supposed to work, but leave me a message if you're so inclined. I'll retrieve it at some point or another!"
[ it's coming loose. she's tugging it free. and once it is, she threads her fingers into his hair, intimately combing them through, rubbing his scalp. ]
[ no more shoulder massage. scalp massage instead. she muses on that offer without answering it for a few seconds. trying to imagine—trying not to remember. ]
[ again, her entire chest clenches. she wants so badly to take him to bed... or even just to the floor. he'll feel the weight of her face tilt gently into his palm. ]
Then to begin at the beginning: Viera are a secluded race, and very rarely venture from their forest homes. To do so is to be branded an exile, and never to be welcomed back. My mother is one such individual, a city viera, if you will.
[ what a strangely sober starting point. she hums to encourage he continue, still stroking through his hair. seems like "shoulder massage" has been forgotten. ]
[ He hardly minds either way. It's nice to have her hands on him in some fashion, so far removed from the vicious shocks from her oni. ]
Mm. Thus it has become custom for such viera to pick a "city name", something that removes them from their homes. It can be anything, from a favorite food or flower, to names inspired by other races. "Ava" is my mother's chosen name. When I was born, she named me Avi.
Which brings me to my next point: viera children are born with no discernable gender until our teenage years. When coming of age, some may choose a name that is more masculine or feminine as it suits them, though some choose to stick to the more gender-neutral names of their childhood.
[ her tail gives a curious little flicker ] Is this so? Fascinating... So you gave yourself name of Arthur, as this felt right to you. What if one such viera feels their identity changes once more, later in life?
[ and fifty years is about as far ahead as she can look at all. tieflings live longer than humans, but not by enough for it to make a difference on the scale Arthur means.
she hunches forward and wraps her arms around him from behind, tightly ]
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Cannot imagine this.
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No? Mayhap the next time we have the opportunity to share memories, I will show you one of little Avi.
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I wonder if Avi would have liked Sapione Vaux.
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Sapione?
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Tieflings often take "virtue names". Something they wish to embody in their lives.
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And what does that mean in your case?
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To effortless achieve impossible.
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'Tis a scholarly name if I've ever heard one, and lovely, besides. It suits you.
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Please continue to call me by it. I am not that woman anymore.
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Chosen or given, your name is your name. I'd only call you otherwise to call you my heart, my sky, my love.
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Thank you. Arthur.
[ his name is his name, too. ]
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'Tis naught you need to thank me for.
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[ A chuckle. ]
Then to begin at the beginning: Viera are a secluded race, and very rarely venture from their forest homes. To do so is to be branded an exile, and never to be welcomed back. My mother is one such individual, a city viera, if you will.
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City viera. I see.
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Mm. Thus it has become custom for such viera to pick a "city name", something that removes them from their homes. It can be anything, from a favorite food or flower, to names inspired by other races. "Ava" is my mother's chosen name. When I was born, she named me Avi.
Which brings me to my next point: viera children are born with no discernable gender until our teenage years. When coming of age, some may choose a name that is more masculine or feminine as it suits them, though some choose to stick to the more gender-neutral names of their childhood.
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As to your question... well, I suppose they simply change their name again. We're a long lived people, and no one stays the same forever.
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And I, you, my sweet sky.
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she hunches forward and wraps her arms around him from behind, tightly ]
I will make sure I am still around to see it.
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