[A teasing grin as frost gathers at his fingertips... And indeed starts to quickly melt. Seeing this, he just sighs with a shake of his head and puts more concentration.]
Get ready.
[And with that, he'll concentration as much of his dreamotion as he can, the floor quickly covering in frost and thickening into a thin layer of ice. Ice that will indeed already start to shimmer as its surface starts to show signs of melting.]
[She only bats her lashes innocently at him at that accusation before she, too, is putting in some amount of concentration. With the vines already out and ready—though they do shudder from the intense heat—it isn't for them but to try reducing the heat that she creates as much as she can. She knows that since coming home, she's only made this worse for all of them, and it's the least that she can do...
It's a difficult feat given how natural the reaction is and how it ties into both positive and negative emotions, but with enough focus, she's at least able to stop the temperature from rising any more at her behest.
She can feel the ice against her back, making her shiver again, but never has ice on her skin felt so welcome. And once the layer is thick enough, she focuses instead on the vines and sends them all crashing down over the ice to shatter it all to pieces.
Already, she can feel the difference on the surface of the floor as she lowers her hands to run her fingers over it, but—]
Alright, we don't have a lot of time.
[She looks to Eria and Melody.]
Get up while it's still cold.
[A race against the clock and the heat as the ice has already started melting away!!!]
[Eustace stands the moment they can finally move, reaching down to help Tifa up. Melody jumps down with a happy bark and wag of her tail... Before she's jumping around, biting at some of the ice. Yum!!
Eria meanwhile nosedives into the slowly slushing ice. Pride and appearances be damned, SHE NEEDS THIS TO LIVE!!!
[Tifa looks to Eria as she accepts Eustace's help to her feet, but the wolf seems happy enough rolling around in the ice despite it melting, and her coat is already soaked and fluffy from it. So, with her hand gripping Eustace's firmly for balance, she tiptoes across the room, avoiding the sharper ice pieces on the way to the bathroom.]
We did it...!
[As they make it to the door at long last, she looks at Eustace with a gleam of pride, her hair an even bigger tattered mess than it was before. Just wait until they finally look in the mirror—
But it's with a longing, defeated sigh that she looks back at the state of the living room.]
We're going to need to do something about all that water later...
[A small grimace as he looks both at her, himself, and then back out to the living room. It really is a completely mess.]
Rhonwhen should be able to help... Could ask Mirabelle to come, too. I'm sorry.
[Because he feels it's probably his fault it got that way... Unless it's like this in other places?? He has no idea and he doesn't want to go outside to find out.]
[When he pouts like that, it all looks almost silly more than anything. He looks like a sad, wet dog and the only thing she can think about as she smiles up at him with some reassurance is how cute it is... And damp or not, her fingers comb through the floof that is his hair, brushing it back and still just making it worse.]
It's not your fault.
[That he would blame himself for this is also kind of silly, but she gets it. Though, if it's any consolation, it was pretty terrible everywhere else too.]
But maybe... we should reconsider the air conditioning for next time...?
[And she takes his shirt from him to drape over the sink for washing later, her gaze openly lingering on him for a moment, darting away before he can look around at her—]
But do you also remember what you said? [And then she puts on her best impression of Eustace's grumpy face and voice.] "Eria and I can handle it if it gets too hot."
[Tifa is about ready to shed her own shirt when she hears the telltale sound of something—or rather, sometapir drifting in their direction, her excited squeaks and snorts growing closer and closer... and when she promptly (but gently) shuts the door behind her, there's a little thump from the other side before the noises become quieter.
Some peace and privacy would be nice for once...
And with that out of the way, she slips her shirt up over her head and stretches her neck with a relieved sigh.]
Well, now we'll be prepared for anything.
[As the water runs, she kneels next to it and dips her fingers below the tap to test.]
[Honestly it took great restraint to not just go ahead and sit in the tub waiting for the water to fill, but he just takes the time to undress, barely listening to whatever's going on at the door as his impatience to cool off grows.
Hooooooooooooot.
So he doesn't even hear Tifa when she pauses by the side and just. Goes right on in and then stares at her.]
What?
[It could be colder, but it'll have to do for now.]
[She just watches him wide-eyed with awe. It's like everything he's doing is automatic... like his brain is at a disconnect with the rest of his body as it moves on its own will, free of what everything else around him is doing... including her. It's a little strange to witness considering how very acutely aware Eustace always is of his surroundings, so all she can do is stare...
Only snapping back when he asks, and she bounces back with—]
—what?
[But before he gives an answer, Tifa shakes the bewilderment away so that all she's left with is genuine concern.]
Eustace, are you sure you're okay? You're acting a little...
[And she was prepared and more than happy to sit outside the tub so that he could get some sufficient cooling off time with the water before she climbed in with him, which is why he gets a tiny, shy laugh back.
Even on his worst days, he still is the sweetest husband...
So, she sheds the rest of her clothes, grateful when the air hits the sweat sheened across her skin, and she climbs into the tub so that she can sit in her usual spot in front of him. Usually, they go with her back to his chest where she can relax easier, but today, she faces him, and a violent shiver shoots through her, raising goosebumps all across her flesh when the cooler water finally sinks in.]
Just tell me if it starts getting too warm, okay...?
[Okay, well that isn't playing it safe, and the way that the air buzzes with just a dash of heat around them is enough to indicate that because yes, Tifa feels incredibly called out by that. Especially with how her eyes keep lingering on him...]
I didn't do anything—!
[She feels the need to remind him of that, especially when she feels that shift in the air, and she sinks a little further into the water as if it will help hide her shame.
And she's just going to pout at him while she searches for a topic to steer to.]
[He just arches a knowing brow at her as he watches her sink into the water, the corner of his lips rising higher.
Cute.]
No, but you haven't seen yours, either.
[And he'll reach over to the shelf where they keep the various things they use for the bath, like the towels, soaps, etc—and pulls out the handheld mirror for her to see.]
[No, she was supposed to show him first...!!! She was even going to reach for the mirror before he got to it, and when he lifts it, she catches sight of herself before she can close her eyes in utter refusal and denial. But with her hair still being up in the ponytail, she can see how much the stray hairs stick out, and how the waves in her bangs make it look like she's just come out of a bad perm.
With a crooked smile, she tries to fix the hairs against her forehead, but they only bounce back into their wrongful place.]
...Do I even dare take it down...?
[Or will it actually gain a mind of its own and consume the world?]
[With a bashful look, she reaches up for the ponytail and slowly and very carefully starts to pull it out of her hair, but before she gets halfway through tugging it free, she stops and looks at him with a now very dire, very serious expression.]
[Already his lips are twitching, but this is Eustace she's talking to. So after a moment that amused expression will disappear and he'll have one of his usual neutral looks.]
[She sees that upward twitch, that stifled laugh... There is no hiding from her, but she... does appreciate him... trying? Or is this him just being his usual sly wolf self?
Either way, it takes a few more good pulls for her to finally pull her hair free, and as soon as she does...]
Oh...
[She can feel it and it strikes fear within her. The sheer weight of it as it flutters out on either side of her face, spreading out like her head has just sprouted a set of black, wavy butterfly wings...
Beware, Reverein, because Tifa Lockhart's humidity hair may be just the thing that consumes this town whole.....]
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[A teasing grin as frost gathers at his fingertips... And indeed starts to quickly melt. Seeing this, he just sighs with a shake of his head and puts more concentration.]
Get ready.
[And with that, he'll concentration as much of his dreamotion as he can, the floor quickly covering in frost and thickening into a thin layer of ice. Ice that will indeed already start to shimmer as its surface starts to show signs of melting.]
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It's a difficult feat given how natural the reaction is and how it ties into both positive and negative emotions, but with enough focus, she's at least able to stop the temperature from rising any more at her behest.
She can feel the ice against her back, making her shiver again, but never has ice on her skin felt so welcome. And once the layer is thick enough, she focuses instead on the vines and sends them all crashing down over the ice to shatter it all to pieces.
Already, she can feel the difference on the surface of the floor as she lowers her hands to run her fingers over it, but—]
Alright, we don't have a lot of time.
[She looks to Eria and Melody.]
Get up while it's still cold.
[A race against the clock and the heat as the ice has already started melting away!!!]
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Eria meanwhile nosedives into the slowly slushing ice. Pride and appearances be damned, SHE NEEDS THIS TO LIVE!!!
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Let's get to the bathroom.
[ie, leave them—]
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[Tifa looks to Eria as she accepts Eustace's help to her feet, but the wolf seems happy enough rolling around in the ice despite it melting, and her coat is already soaked and fluffy from it. So, with her hand gripping Eustace's firmly for balance, she tiptoes across the room, avoiding the sharper ice pieces on the way to the bathroom.]
We did it...!
[As they make it to the door at long last, she looks at Eustace with a gleam of pride, her hair an even bigger tattered mess than it was before. Just wait until they finally look in the mirror—
But it's with a longing, defeated sigh that she looks back at the state of the living room.]
We're going to need to do something about all that water later...
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Rhonwhen should be able to help... Could ask Mirabelle to come, too. I'm sorry.
[Because he feels it's probably his fault it got that way... Unless it's like this in other places?? He has no idea and he doesn't want to go outside to find out.]
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It's not your fault.
[That he would blame himself for this is also kind of silly, but she gets it. Though, if it's any consolation, it was pretty terrible everywhere else too.]
But maybe... we should reconsider the air conditioning for next time...?
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...Fine.
[And another grumble as he walks towards the bathroom, already shedding his shirt because gods. Why did he even bother—]
It wasn't this hot last year.
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[And she takes his shirt from him to drape over the sink for washing later, her gaze openly lingering on him for a moment, darting away before he can look around at her—]
But do you also remember what you said? [And then she puts on her best impression of Eustace's grumpy face and voice.] "Eria and I can handle it if it gets too hot."
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Just a click of his tongue as he runs the water. Honestly he's ready to just walk in clothes and all—]
This isn't normal.
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Some peace and privacy would be nice for once...
And with that out of the way, she slips her shirt up over her head and stretches her neck with a relieved sigh.]
Well, now we'll be prepared for anything.
[As the water runs, she kneels next to it and dips her fingers below the tap to test.]
... Is it cool enough for you?
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Hooooooooooooot.
So he doesn't even hear Tifa when she pauses by the side and just. Goes right on in and then stares at her.]
What?
[It could be colder, but it'll have to do for now.]
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Only snapping back when he asks, and she bounces back with—]
—what?
[But before he gives an answer, Tifa shakes the bewilderment away so that all she's left with is genuine concern.]
Eustace, are you sure you're okay? You're acting a little...
[...
....
How does she put this?]
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No... I'm fine. Just really needed to cool off.
[And the cooler temperature is helping...
...
With something of a sheepish look, he'll sit farther back against the tub.]
Come on.
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... You want me to get in with you?
[Her arm curls around herself, what skin hasn't already turned red from the heat now doing so because of embarrassment.]
Thought I'd just make it worse...
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[Just a little tap of the water with his fingertips, right in the usual space in front of him.]
I can handle you.
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Even on his worst days, he still is the sweetest husband...
So, she sheds the rest of her clothes, grateful when the air hits the sweat sheened across her skin, and she climbs into the tub so that she can sit in her usual spot in front of him. Usually, they go with her back to his chest where she can relax easier, but today, she faces him, and a violent shiver shoots through her, raising goosebumps all across her flesh when the cooler water finally sinks in.]
Just tell me if it starts getting too warm, okay...?
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[He waves his hand where frost tinges his fingertips before it disappears with a flick of his wrist.]
However... [A wry grin.] We should probably play it "safe" so it doesn't warm up too quickly.
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I didn't do anything—!
[She feels the need to remind him of that, especially when she feels that shift in the air, and she sinks a little further into the water as if it will help hide her shame.
And she's just going to pout at him while she searches for a topic to steer to.]
... You haven't seen your hair yet, have you?
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Cute.]
No, but you haven't seen yours, either.
[And he'll reach over to the shelf where they keep the various things they use for the bath, like the towels, soaps, etc—and pulls out the handheld mirror for her to see.]
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With a crooked smile, she tries to fix the hairs against her forehead, but they only bounce back into their wrongful place.]
...Do I even dare take it down...?
[Or will it actually gain a mind of its own and consume the world?]
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Maybe if we wash it it'll at least go back and be a little less... Wild.
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[With a bashful look, she reaches up for the ponytail and slowly and very carefully starts to pull it out of her hair, but before she gets halfway through tugging it free, she stops and looks at him with a now very dire, very serious expression.]
No laughing, okay...?
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[Already his lips are twitching, but this is Eustace she's talking to. So after a moment that amused expression will disappear and he'll have one of his usual neutral looks.]
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Either way, it takes a few more good pulls for her to finally pull her hair free, and as soon as she does...]
Oh...
[She can feel it and it strikes fear within her. The sheer weight of it as it flutters out on either side of her face, spreading out like her head has just sprouted a set of black, wavy butterfly wings...
Beware, Reverein, because Tifa Lockhart's humidity hair may be just the thing that consumes this town whole.....]
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Okay he was ready.
Like, surely her hair wouldn't be too crazy, right?
Maybe a little frazzled, wavy, stick out some.
So he was prepared, steeled himself for whatever might come.
But when the end result was finally revealed...]
........................................
[His eyes widen so large and he can only stare at how her hair just...
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2/ wait
3/lmao
idk man i'lll let you know
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done
>:( !!!
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