live forever with you around - carts

[wormwood.]

Everything stays, right where you left it.

But it still changes, ever so slightly, daily and nightly.

The appeal of just wanting to be someone else for a little while was not lost upon Aurum. Not so much now, since he found that he very much liked being himself and the relationships he had with the people around him, but more when he had been a child. When he had been just a cub, he had lived in a home that seemed to be a constant, neverending cycle of hostility and negativity, where the only reprieves he was able to find were spending time with his brother, or his head up in the clouds in the world of a story. Very often during these daydreaming sessions, Aurum would allow himself to just slip into the narrative that was going on, imagining himself as the adored hero of the story that was loved by all. Or even, occasionally, he would imagine himself to be the interesting and attractive love interest, racing off into the unknown with a handsome man that would make him happy and would make the entire world seem a little bit brighter. Those particular fantasies had started to happen more and more often after his first boyfriend, when he had gotten the briefest glimpse of what the world could actually be like with someone who loved him in that way. Still, as much as he had loved those brief fantasies, they had never really been the escape he had craved. He wasn't the brave adventurer, he was the farm boy watching from the shadows. He wasn't the brave love interest who could go toe to toe with the hero, he was just the damsel in distress trapped up in the tower. The escape had been nice, yes, but it hadn't been the answer that he needed. That had only come when he had actually gotten away from what was causing the sadness, and the need for escape. And that was something that, inevitably, Feza would probably one day learn. However, for the moment, it seemed as though she was still in just the temporary escape phase.

Although Feza had been so overwhelming confident that she would be unable to be recognized in her new form, there was one little factor that the guardsman failed to take into account, and that was clairvoyance. The ability to see auras was something that had come to Aurum when he had first rediscovered that he was an angel, and it had been... disorienting, to say the least. When he focused on people, he could see the bizarre and wavy outlines of their personalities and very beings, and it was definitely a little disorienting, since everyone could be so different. Feza, for example, had a very distinctive aura about her whenever the proxy found himself focusing. It was light, and bubbly, and seemed to be constantly moving, a bright pink ring of fuzz around her that reflected her constant and ever moving soul. It was how the lion was often able to identify Feza, even when she took on some new and strange form that nobody had ever seen or even heard of before. However, this was usually also because Feza was freaking out a little as well, and called attention to the fact that it was her within the body. It had happened with her dragon form, and he had figured it would happen again, with Feza loudly announcing that she didn't know what had happened and perhaps asking someone for some assistance or a mirror. This time, that didn't seem to be the case. Instead of seeking help or announcing that it was her within the new and strange dinosaur body, she had instead decided to just focus on what her newest antic was, and given how new and strange the body was... well, there was no way that she hadn't noticed it yet. Which meang that she had to be keeping her true identity some sort of secret. For what reason? Aurum truly wasn't sure, but if Feza didn't want anybody to know that she was Feza, the angel certainly wasn't going to spoil the fun for her.

What he was going to do, however, was make sure that she was alright. The lion had been resting outside of his house, sunbathing while he had a bit of free time. His wings were spread out on the ground beside him, his feathers soaking in every day of sunshine that they could get... before he was forced to abruptly yank them backwards. He just managed to pull his wings back in time to avoid having Feza's cart mutilate them, and he watched her go racing by, rapidly losing control of the vehicle that she was in. A soft sigh left him as he followed after the restless pink aura, his large paws carrying him quickly after her path of destruction and chaos. When she eventually crashed into the side of a building, Aurum found himself wincing, a soft hiss of air leaving his muzzle. Although the guardsman seemed to recover from it quickly, Aurum couldn't imagine that it had been a pleasant feeling, connecting with the wall in such a manner. He gave the other a moment to look over her cart before he approached, reminding himself not to use her real name. After all, for all Feza knew, he had no idea who was inside of the strange new body, and she was just an odd and excitable stranger to him. Once he was close, he hesitated before rumbling, "Uhh... hello there. Are you alright? That was a pretty nasty crash you just had, up against the side of that building..." He would've started calling for Selby and Moth if he was in more of a panicked mood, or if it seemed as though Feza had actually been injured in some way, but considering the way that the hypsi was standing there, grinning crookedly as she rubbed the sides of her strange little cart, he doubted that she had been too terribly knocked around.

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