Some fluff with marx,,
This is so long, im so sorry, I just went wild
Haha Magolor stands when he works haha /j
"please can we go for a walk..?"
"Marx, im sorry, but I already gave you an answer- no, not until I finish my work..."
The jester shifts his weight slightly. He's sitting on the floor, next to where Magolor is standing- typing away furiously on the Lor's computer
'he's been working for four hours straight now...' the purple haired boy thinks, anxiously picking at a loose thread on his sweater.
After 10 more minutes, he starts to drum on his lap, rocking back and forth slightly "...can I go for a walk...?
Magolor pauses whatever he's working on, looking down curiously at the other "Just you? Marx- you never leave the Lor on your own... What if you get lost?"
Marx cringes slightly at the mention of getting lost- he has such a poor sense of direction, and his memory is even worse... Forget about asking others for help, his tongue gets all knotted up when he tries to talk to people other than Magolor. He hums anxiously, looking away as he continues to rock his body, folding his hands in his lap
Magolor sighs heavily and kneels so that he's at eye level with Marx, his gloved hands gently cupping, and lifting the jesters face so they were looking into eachothers eyes "..Can you please promise me that you wont get lost? And if you do, can you promise that you'll ask a real, living creature for help? One that can respond to you?"
Marx is silent for awhile, occasionally looking into the wizards eyes, but often looking away, keeping his vision focused on something that wasn't moving constantly "...I-I wont get lost..." he feels the firm, familiar hands of Magolor slip into his own, the silky smooth cloth of his gloves bringing comfort to him
"promise me that? And do you promise that you'll ask for directions if you get lost?"
Marx hums quietly, gripping Magolors hands tight. he didn't want to make any promises. What if he broke them? He might get in trouble...
Marx snaps out of his thoughts, looking into Magolors eyes "huh?"
"...Just be safe out there... Please? I know you can defend yourself, but" Magolor sighs heavily, about to pull Marx into a hug- but when the Jester let out a distressed noise, and started pulling away, he remembered how sensitive the other was to physical contact "sorry- im sorry, please forgive me"
Marx hesitates before pressing his head against the others collarbone, putting his hands on Magolors chest "Its okay. You forgot, its okay. I'll be safe" Marx pulls away and looks up to the wizard with a small smile "thank you... Can you come with me?"
After several moments of silence between the two, Magolor sighs and shakes his head, adjusting the oversized bow around the jesters neck "No, Marxy... I cant, I need to finish my work, im sorry. If you're not back at the Lor by the time I finish, I'll go look for you, alright..?"
"oh.. alright... I'm going to leave now, goodbye" the smaller one reaches up to kiss the wizards forehead before standing up and quickly leaving the Lor
Magolor isnt surprised by the sudden kiss, he took is as a way of bidding farewell to others, especially if it was something quick, but it still made him feel good. "Goodbye- please stay safe..."
Ah.. I'll add the rest tomorrow... sorry this is so long