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 Posted: Mon May 04, 2026 6:23 pm
Dear Evan Hanson wasn’t Windsor’s favorite show, not by a long shot but sometimes, For Forever just hit. It was literally a song about a wishful desire for a friend and the absolute delusion of a high school kid who–well. Whatever. When you started to really think about it, the song was really just a massive lie. The whole musical was really. A choice.
Windsor hummed softly and paused, feeling someone nearby. Someone who didn’t feel…bad like how Sphene had, and that. That was as good of a reason as any to go towards the feeling.
The green and purple clad person that came into view looked nice enough.
“Hey there!” Oh no. Now all Windsor wanted to do was start quoting Epic and that…that would just get the side eye bigtime.
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Posted: Tue May 05, 2026 8:47 pm
Kaisariani hummed to himself as he wandered. Excuse him, patrolled[/]. He still didn't really know what he was doing, didn’t really have much to go on except vibes, but at least as Kaisariani he could keep safe if any weird s**t went down. Allegedly. All he had was a stick. A freaking broom handle. He had given Florian endless grief for grabbing a handful of cut flowers to throw at the monster when they awakened, but at least Schwetzingen’s weapon was aesthetic. Honestly everything about that man was aesthetic, in his eyes. But now was not the time to wax poetic about his fellow Ida knight.
Rounding a corner, Kai felt…. something? Not the gross feeling of what he had learned the “bad guys” felt like, thankfully, but rather something more like himself. Another member of the weird magic space saga (which he still was absolutely not telling his sister about.) Following the feeling, he smiled and lifted a hand in greeting as the rainbow clad person said hello.
”Hey! Quiet day so far?” How did one make casual small talk when they were literally magical? Was there even such a thing as magical small talk? Was it like “how’s it going, fight any evil today?” God he was so out of touch.
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Posted: Wed May 06, 2026 7:10 pm
“I mean, depending on what you mean by quiet, I was absolutely rocking out to some music before I felt you, so not quiet in that respect but…I haven’t met with any wolves or people trying to choke me out with a yo-yo so absolutely quiet in that way!”
Windsor tilted his head, looking over the dark…kind of unappealing green and the lovely purples that the guy wore. “I’m Windsor, Page of Cosmos, who are you, I’ve…not run into those colors before. It’s a pity about that green.”
Hopefully he wouldn't take too much offense but…that color was a pity.
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