texting generally speaking.

[madscenes]

TEXTING MEME
You’ve got your TFLN, you’ve got your sexting, now here’s the meme for all those gen texts, phone calls, voicemails, pictures of your cats, and whatever else your little heart can come up with, because who doesn't like a little old fashioned friendly texting. (Or enemy texting, if that's more your bag.)

instructions: What it says on the tin! Leave a comment with your character, include preferences, a start, absolutely nothing or whatever you want. Run around and reply to others. Lather, rinse, repeat.

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[sheepleb]

[He wasn't going to ask about it, as it didn't really matter to him in the grand scheme of things, especially if it made Essek uncomfortable. But he thought it would be more... personal. Intimate, dare he say. It's been a while since he allowed himself to think of that, of wanting it... maybe it's fine this time.]

I suppose so. I also like a challenge, so I will be looking forward to this. Who knows, perhaps you amaze me, once again, with some of your hidden skills

[Listen- it's a slip of a tongue that he caught too late. Maybe though--]

[zauberdecke]

[ Not uncomfortable, at all.

More like anticipatory nervousness.

Essek was not expirienced in the details of things such as dating or courtship; though his expirience came largely from books (most of which had been borrowed recently from Jester, altrustic soul that she was). Perhaps he was dipping his toes in with Caleb, finding a good balance for this.. chemistry that was between them; that he felt even if he was uncertain precisely where it would lead ]

It's impossible to fully know the steps until we pull each other onto the dance floor, however I look forward to finding out what our own unique rhythem is.

[ that was a promise, Caleb Widogast. A promise wrapped in the scent of plum wine, lavender and the snows of Aeor ]

[sheepleb]

[As wizards would say- it is an experimental spell, perhaps one that will capture them both with its strength.]

That is inevitable.

I should probably go back to packing myself. I won't deny, I could spend the entire day talking with you. However, if I end up forgetting something, Veth won't hesitate to rob me of my teleportation spells.

I shall see you at the camp in 24 hours, ja?

[He does need to go pack, he's not lying. His little house is a mess of books and clothes and research papers. Sorting out what he needs and doesn't will take a moment... and he'll allow himself to daydream while at it.]

[zauberdecke]

I would not miss it for the world, Chathiu

[ a bit of Undercommon that was casually slipped in, something for Caleb to dwell on what the potential meaning was; a delightful little mystery that could also occupy the other wizard's mind while he was preparing for the trip to the Camp in Nicodranas. There were things to be packed; treats he'd collected from Emon for the rest of the Nein-- his swim outfit (thankfully not picked out by Jester) and that shirt.

Which would definitely be given as a gift to his favorite wizard; and he was absolutely certain that Caleb would, what Jester would say, 'rock it'. ]