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Sketti and beefballs :((( 🥺🙏🏻

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Today's Seal Is: Now Everybody Put Your Hands Up

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”It’s good, better than what Secondo made while you were away, he said Lance told him and left some food and a book. I think your cooking is better.”

*Primo entered the greenhouse with a warm meal, some medicine, and more blankets and pillows for Vanity's nest.*

How are you feeling today, amore?

( @ask-papa-primo )

-(He sat up a little, his good wing tucked into his sweater)-

“I’m.. better. Hurts less…” -(He rubbed his eyes)-

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”Mm, that new one is eh.. strange, at least compared to the ones I already know.” -(He huffed, then ate the next spoonful of the soup)-

*Primo entered the greenhouse with a warm meal, some medicine, and more blankets and pillows for Vanity's nest.*

How are you feeling today, amore?

( @ask-papa-primo )

-(He sat up a little, his good wing tucked into his sweater)-

“I’m.. better. Hurts less…” -(He rubbed his eyes)-

[ask-vanity-ghuleh]

“Wh- they what? That’s.. a bit harsh I think.. I did hear something about a new one being summoned while back, when Sunshine was.”

*Primo entered the greenhouse with a warm meal, some medicine, and more blankets and pillows for Vanity's nest.*

How are you feeling today, amore?

( @ask-papa-primo )

-(He sat up a little, his good wing tucked into his sweater)-

“I’m.. better. Hurts less…” -(He rubbed his eyes)-

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”Plasma?- Like one of those big things?? I haven’t seen an ancient in.. almost 10 years-.”

-(He sat up some more)-

*Primo entered the greenhouse with a warm meal, some medicine, and more blankets and pillows for Vanity's nest.*

How are you feeling today, amore?

( @ask-papa-primo )

-(He sat up a little, his good wing tucked into his sweater)-

“I’m.. better. Hurts less…” -(He rubbed his eyes)-

[ask-vanity-ghuleh]

“You spoil me..” -(He leaned over a little ate after the bite of soup)-

*Primo entered the greenhouse with a warm meal, some medicine, and more blankets and pillows for Vanity's nest.*

How are you feeling today, amore?

( @ask-papa-primo )

-(He sat up a little, his good wing tucked into his sweater)-

“I’m.. better. Hurts less…” -(He rubbed his eyes)-

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-(He leaned his face into Primo’s hand, softly sighing)-

“What did you bring today?” -(He asked)-

*Primo entered the greenhouse with a warm meal, some medicine, and more blankets and pillows for Vanity's nest.*

How are you feeling today, amore?

( @ask-papa-primo )

-(He sat up a little, his good wing tucked into his sweater)-

“I’m.. better. Hurts less…” -(He rubbed his eyes)-

[ask-vanity-ghuleh]

*Primo entered the greenhouse with a warm meal, some medicine, and more blankets and pillows for Vanity's nest.*

How are you feeling today, amore?

( @ask-papa-primo )

-(He sat up a little, his good wing tucked into his sweater)-

“I’m.. better. Hurts less…” -(He rubbed his eyes)-

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-(At some point, he got somewhat comfortable and fell asleep, listening to Primo’s heartbeat and softly snoring)-

-(Vanity was gliding through threes before landing in a nice spot, standing in the tall grass with scattered flowers.)-

-(He hummed Devil Church and wandered around the grass, not noticing the creature behind him in the grass, stalking him in the clearing.)-

-(When the cryptid got close enough, it lunged, grabbing Vanity by the wings. He shrieks out and tries to pull away from the thing, only to be dragged to the grass, effectively held down and trampled almost, the creature eating at his wings, his stained impure once white and blue wings, now matted and slick with bloss and saliva, only to be ripped off… it burned it stung it was horrible, his voice going hoarse as he attempted to get up, to even try and shove the cryptid off.)-

“Please—…. *cough*.. I- satanas please..- Pl- please….-“

-(At some point, one wing missing, he pushed at the creature’s face, which it latched onto his hand, tugging it off with a slow painful squelching crack and a pained horrified shriek)-

-(After losing his hand, and almost an entire wing, he was left alone in the clearing weeping softly, trembling and bleeding heavily.)-

((@ask-papa-primo your welcome I made it BAD)

[ask-vanity-ghuleh]

”.. yeah…..” -(He cooed a little, laying his head over Primo’s heart)-

-(Vanity was gliding through threes before landing in a nice spot, standing in the tall grass with scattered flowers.)-

-(He hummed Devil Church and wandered around the grass, not noticing the creature behind him in the grass, stalking him in the clearing.)-

-(When the cryptid got close enough, it lunged, grabbing Vanity by the wings. He shrieks out and tries to pull away from the thing, only to be dragged to the grass, effectively held down and trampled almost, the creature eating at his wings, his stained impure once white and blue wings, now matted and slick with bloss and saliva, only to be ripped off… it burned it stung it was horrible, his voice going hoarse as he attempted to get up, to even try and shove the cryptid off.)-

“Please—…. *cough*.. I- satanas please..- Pl- please….-“

-(At some point, one wing missing, he pushed at the creature’s face, which it latched onto his hand, tugging it off with a slow painful squelching crack and a pained horrified shriek)-

-(After losing his hand, and almost an entire wing, he was left alone in the clearing weeping softly, trembling and bleeding heavily.)-

((@ask-papa-primo your welcome I made it BAD)

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-(He sat up a little, looking at his back, seeing the absence of the wing)-

“..?”

-(He slowly looked at Primo and slumped back into the nest)-

“…. don’t go..”

-(Vanity was gliding through threes before landing in a nice spot, standing in the tall grass with scattered flowers.)-

-(He hummed Devil Church and wandered around the grass, not noticing the creature behind him in the grass, stalking him in the clearing.)-

-(When the cryptid got close enough, it lunged, grabbing Vanity by the wings. He shrieks out and tries to pull away from the thing, only to be dragged to the grass, effectively held down and trampled almost, the creature eating at his wings, his stained impure once white and blue wings, now matted and slick with bloss and saliva, only to be ripped off… it burned it stung it was horrible, his voice going hoarse as he attempted to get up, to even try and shove the cryptid off.)-

“Please—…. *cough*.. I- satanas please..- Pl- please….-“

-(At some point, one wing missing, he pushed at the creature’s face, which it latched onto his hand, tugging it off with a slow painful squelching crack and a pained horrified shriek)-

-(After losing his hand, and almost an entire wing, he was left alone in the clearing weeping softly, trembling and bleeding heavily.)-

((@ask-papa-primo your welcome I made it BAD)

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-(He stared at his wrist, unsure what he would do, mostly spaced out and unfocusing from everything)-

-(Vanity was gliding through threes before landing in a nice spot, standing in the tall grass with scattered flowers.)-

-(He hummed Devil Church and wandered around the grass, not noticing the creature behind him in the grass, stalking him in the clearing.)-

-(When the cryptid got close enough, it lunged, grabbing Vanity by the wings. He shrieks out and tries to pull away from the thing, only to be dragged to the grass, effectively held down and trampled almost, the creature eating at his wings, his stained impure once white and blue wings, now matted and slick with bloss and saliva, only to be ripped off… it burned it stung it was horrible, his voice going hoarse as he attempted to get up, to even try and shove the cryptid off.)-

“Please—…. *cough*.. I- satanas please..- Pl- please….-“

-(At some point, one wing missing, he pushed at the creature’s face, which it latched onto his hand, tugging it off with a slow painful squelching crack and a pained horrified shriek)-

-(After losing his hand, and almost an entire wing, he was left alone in the clearing weeping softly, trembling and bleeding heavily.)-

((@ask-papa-primo your welcome I made it BAD)

[ask-vanity-ghuleh]

-(He exhaled in a shaky hollow sigh, not even really comprehending the fact he was missing a hand, just silent observing)-

“..”

-(Vanity was gliding through threes before landing in a nice spot, standing in the tall grass with scattered flowers.)-

-(He hummed Devil Church and wandered around the grass, not noticing the creature behind him in the grass, stalking him in the clearing.)-

-(When the cryptid got close enough, it lunged, grabbing Vanity by the wings. He shrieks out and tries to pull away from the thing, only to be dragged to the grass, effectively held down and trampled almost, the creature eating at his wings, his stained impure once white and blue wings, now matted and slick with bloss and saliva, only to be ripped off… it burned it stung it was horrible, his voice going hoarse as he attempted to get up, to even try and shove the cryptid off.)-

“Please—…. *cough*.. I- satanas please..- Pl- please….-“

-(At some point, one wing missing, he pushed at the creature’s face, which it latched onto his hand, tugging it off with a slow painful squelching crack and a pained horrified shriek)-

-(After losing his hand, and almost an entire wing, he was left alone in the clearing weeping softly, trembling and bleeding heavily.)-

((@ask-papa-primo your welcome I made it BAD)

[ask-vanity-ghuleh]

”D- don’t leave me..- I don’t want to go o- outside again… not tonight-….” -(He pleaded softly, laying on his stomach half out of the nest so he could watch Primo and not lay on his wings)-

-(Vanity was gliding through threes before landing in a nice spot, standing in the tall grass with scattered flowers.)-

-(He hummed Devil Church and wandered around the grass, not noticing the creature behind him in the grass, stalking him in the clearing.)-

-(When the cryptid got close enough, it lunged, grabbing Vanity by the wings. He shrieks out and tries to pull away from the thing, only to be dragged to the grass, effectively held down and trampled almost, the creature eating at his wings, his stained impure once white and blue wings, now matted and slick with bloss and saliva, only to be ripped off… it burned it stung it was horrible, his voice going hoarse as he attempted to get up, to even try and shove the cryptid off.)-

“Please—…. *cough*.. I- satanas please..- Pl- please….-“

-(At some point, one wing missing, he pushed at the creature’s face, which it latched onto his hand, tugging it off with a slow painful squelching crack and a pained horrified shriek)-

-(After losing his hand, and almost an entire wing, he was left alone in the clearing weeping softly, trembling and bleeding heavily.)-

((@ask-papa-primo your welcome I made it BAD)

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-(His arms slipped a little from around Primo’s neck, holding onto him a little tighter)-

“t- thank you…- thank y-.. you..”

-(Vanity was gliding through threes before landing in a nice spot, standing in the tall grass with scattered flowers.)-

-(He hummed Devil Church and wandered around the grass, not noticing the creature behind him in the grass, stalking him in the clearing.)-

-(When the cryptid got close enough, it lunged, grabbing Vanity by the wings. He shrieks out and tries to pull away from the thing, only to be dragged to the grass, effectively held down and trampled almost, the creature eating at his wings, his stained impure once white and blue wings, now matted and slick with bloss and saliva, only to be ripped off… it burned it stung it was horrible, his voice going hoarse as he attempted to get up, to even try and shove the cryptid off.)-

“Please—…. *cough*.. I- satanas please..- Pl- please….-“

-(At some point, one wing missing, he pushed at the creature’s face, which it latched onto his hand, tugging it off with a slow painful squelching crack and a pained horrified shriek)-

-(After losing his hand, and almost an entire wing, he was left alone in the clearing weeping softly, trembling and bleeding heavily.)-

((@ask-papa-primo your welcome I made it BAD)

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-(He cried softly and held onto Primo tightly, his torn and battered wing limp behind him)-

-(Vanity was gliding through threes before landing in a nice spot, standing in the tall grass with scattered flowers.)-

-(He hummed Devil Church and wandered around the grass, not noticing the creature behind him in the grass, stalking him in the clearing.)-

-(When the cryptid got close enough, it lunged, grabbing Vanity by the wings. He shrieks out and tries to pull away from the thing, only to be dragged to the grass, effectively held down and trampled almost, the creature eating at his wings, his stained impure once white and blue wings, now matted and slick with bloss and saliva, only to be ripped off… it burned it stung it was horrible, his voice going hoarse as he attempted to get up, to even try and shove the cryptid off.)-

“Please—…. *cough*.. I- satanas please..- Pl- please….-“

-(At some point, one wing missing, he pushed at the creature’s face, which it latched onto his hand, tugging it off with a slow painful squelching crack and a pained horrified shriek)-

-(After losing his hand, and almost an entire wing, he was left alone in the clearing weeping softly, trembling and bleeding heavily.)-

((@ask-papa-primo your welcome I made it BAD)