Featuring: Star Pox Fruit & The Aftermath of an Infestation Cleanup
Star Pox (10) : Genetically modified fruits aren’t exactly new but every now and then something seems to be going on with them. This year, it’s star fruit. The entire batch from Destiny City’s largest supplier has a strange side effect; a few minutes after eating one, star-shaped ‘freckles’ will begin to cover the skin. While this has been colloquially dubbed’ star pox’, it appears to be a harmless allergic reaction. The freckles fade after a few hours and pose no actual health risks; they’ve become quite popular across social media. This might be your only chance to experience the strange trend! …Unless sales are good enough to bring them back.
The city sprawled out far below him in a purple-red-hued wash of colors; the night just coming to life, the sun kissing the last edges of the world with its stifling and brilliant rays. Albite kicked his legs idly, knees slung over a precipice, thick soled heels clunking against what he was sure was reinforced glass. Had to be, this many stories up and this much a monument to Destiny's general love of architecture, everything from gorgeously gaudy to sky piercing gauche.
He *liked* this building though!
The way it caught the worlds reflection in it's panes, the fact that the emergency exit hatch was tucked away into a myriad of hard to get through beams and at heights that most people didn't leisurely entertain venturing to the top of on the regular. It made it the perfect place, really. To perch himself and ponder one thousand thoughts too many -- to entertain them wildly -- to pair them down with sharp efficiency until it felt so utterly unlike *himself* to carve out any one thing more. His sigh when he pulled on a bond so familiar it was like calling home; like family, and magic, and the blood in his veins. Was full of warm air, city scent, and a longing bordering on loneliness.
He loved his best baby bonded! He did, he did he did!
Fiercely. Unendingly. He could've howled for it, that electric desire to clutch with claws in his grasp every single beautiful, perfect, amazing person that he considered *his* in this life! That same urge to let Haymitch be. Because he never wanted to burden him ******** anything, really? But he wasn't this time! WOULDN'T. He'd brought snacks! Stories! A whole good time!
He'd brought ideas---
And he knew Haymitch would entertain him, would hear him out judgement free at the very least and let him know if anything about them was even doable! Not that he would ever believe there was anything his bestest-baby-bonded couldn't do! But? Some things were beyond the pale even for a Mau...
Best to ask before he started installing ill-hatched and over-cooked projects into the rest of Trey's vehicles. A thought he smiled viciously for, that cracked his face n mood straight up, just imagining the look on Trey's face if -- and when -- he got a hold of something personal of the other man's once again.