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@googleoliver
Markus was bathing in the sun, letting his wings soak in them. He was comfortable, enjoying being lazy. He often acted as a kind of bee for the flowers as well, since a lot of pollen got stuck to him whenever he crawled into the blossoms of flowers.
He looked up when he could feel some pollen land on him, curious what was on a higher flower. He could see the magic of another fairy.
“Hello”, he greeted with a smile.

“We can just wait.”, Markus replied softly. What else could they do? They had no power here, surrounded by glass and a mesh divider. He hoped they would be allowed to be together soon, he didn’t like being alone like this. Caged and trapped. Even if they had room to fly around in, he wasn’t happy being so close to Oliver, but unable to be truly close.

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@googleoliver
Markus was bathing in the sun, letting his wings soak in them. He was comfortable, enjoying being lazy. He often acted as a kind of bee for the flowers as well, since a lot of pollen got stuck to him whenever he crawled into the blossoms of flowers.
He looked up when he could feel some pollen land on him, curious what was on a higher flower. He could see the magic of another fairy.
“Hello”, he greeted with a smile.

“Markus… we will be alright.”, he told him, hoping that the conviction in his voice made it more likely to be their reality. Perhaps it would work, somehow.

Oliver could feel the faint warmth of the sun from an open window above them; he was supposed to be preparing to leave. He shifted on the ground, uncomfortable. It was one of the worst times and places to begin his heat but he didn’t particularly want Markus to know what was going on. It wouldn’t begin in earnest yet, of course; it would become more obvious within a few days.

Markus nodded lightly, wings fluttering slightly. He was glad he could feel the sun. He was glad he had had his breakfast. He was afraid of being here, of what could happen to them. He hoped nothing too bad.

He stayed curled up right next to the mesh, watching the world around him. He hoped they’d be fine.

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@googleoliver
Markus was bathing in the sun, letting his wings soak in them. He was comfortable, enjoying being lazy. He often acted as a kind of bee for the flowers as well, since a lot of pollen got stuck to him whenever he crawled into the blossoms of flowers.
He looked up when he could feel some pollen land on him, curious what was on a higher flower. He could see the magic of another fairy.
“Hello”, he greeted with a smile.

“No no, it’s not your fault either! It’s- it’s neither of our faults.”, Markus panicked a little, fingers grasping the mesh, wanting to comfort Oliver. He was absolutely terrified if he was honest, but he couldn’t just panic right now. Not more than he already did.

“We’ll- we’ll get out of this, okay? We’ll be fine. We’ll be okay.”, he mumbled, wanting to comfort Oliver. 

Oliver’s first instinct was to reach out to try and grab Markus’s hand through the mesh, but he didn’t want to make any more mistakes if he was able to help it. He hadn’t wanted to become too distressed or upset around Markus. Now he was both of those things.

“W-we’ll be– we’ll be okay…”, he repeated. He hoped that it was true, more than anything else. Fae were unable to lie, so it should be a certainty that they would be free. Most fae were unable to tell the future, though.

“It’s going to be fine. It’ll- it’ll be fine.”, Markus did his best to believe it. That they would be okay. There were other creatures here, which were alive, so maybe they would be alive as well? He hoped so, he really really did. They may be unable to lie, but how could one determine lies and truths if they didn’t know but believed?

“We’re right here next to each other. We’re together, and alive, and fine. it’ll be okay.”, he mumbled, trying to convince himself.

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@googleoliver
Markus was bathing in the sun, letting his wings soak in them. He was comfortable, enjoying being lazy. He often acted as a kind of bee for the flowers as well, since a lot of pollen got stuck to him whenever he crawled into the blossoms of flowers.
He looked up when he could feel some pollen land on him, curious what was on a higher flower. He could see the magic of another fairy.
“Hello”, he greeted with a smile.

“No no, it’s not your fault either! It’s- it’s neither of our faults.”, Markus panicked a little, fingers grasping the mesh, wanting to comfort Oliver. He was absolutely terrified if he was honest, but he couldn’t just panic right now. Not more than he already did.

“We’ll- we’ll get out of this, okay? We’ll be fine. We’ll be okay.”, he mumbled, wanting to comfort Oliver. 

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@googleoliver
Markus was bathing in the sun, letting his wings soak in them. He was comfortable, enjoying being lazy. He often acted as a kind of bee for the flowers as well, since a lot of pollen got stuck to him whenever he crawled into the blossoms of flowers.
He looked up when he could feel some pollen land on him, curious what was on a higher flower. He could see the magic of another fairy.
“Hello”, he greeted with a smile.

Oliver curled up next to the divider. He wanted to hold onto Markus, to tell him that they would somehow find a way out, to get some comfort from his friend. But he couldn’t, and even if he could, he didn’t want to touch him in the state that he was in.

“I’m okay, I-I’m okay. Please don’t worry about me.”, he said softly, trying to make Markus feel a little bit better. It was the best that he was able to do.

Markus carefully stood up, tugging on his shirt, and walked towards Oliver. Keeping one hand close to himself, and the other reached out a little in front of him. When he reached the divider, he frowned, sitting down again.

“I will worry until we’re free again.”, he said softly. Of course he would worry! Oliver was his friend, and he was pretty sure it was his fault they got caught in the first place.
“I’m really sorry we got caught..”, he mumbled, curling up again.

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@googleoliver
Markus was bathing in the sun, letting his wings soak in them. He was comfortable, enjoying being lazy. He often acted as a kind of bee for the flowers as well, since a lot of pollen got stuck to him whenever he crawled into the blossoms of flowers.
He looked up when he could feel some pollen land on him, curious what was on a higher flower. He could see the magic of another fairy.
“Hello”, he greeted with a smile.

Markus yelped when he was dropped into the tank, looking around disoriented. He could see the different creatures, and he could see the human, but that was mostly it. He hated only being able to see magic at times like these.

“Oliver?”, he asked, looking towards where he could see Oliver’s form. “Where are we?…”. He was scared to stand up, holding his arms close to himself, staying curled up.

“I– I don’t know. Are you okay? Is anything hurt?”, he responded, able to see Markus through the divider. He wasn’t sure what the human was trying to do by keeping them apart. It was strange.

Oliver stood up, looking around the small area that he had been provided with. There was no water and no food of any kind. He tried to hover, but it was difficult. Either the tank wasn’t very large or something was wrong with his wings. It didn’t matter. Minor injuries would heal. He just wanted both of them to be alive by the end of this ordeal.

“I- I feel okay? Just.. scared..”, Markus replied. He didn’t feel hurt. He was just slightly moist still from the water, and was a little cold. He didn’t feel like he had been hurt, though.

“How are you? Are you okay? I- I can’t see, please..”, he could look over to Oliver, and track his general movements, but that was pretty much it. He was scared, other than the creatures and whatever plants they had, he couldn’t see anything nearby.

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@googleoliver
Markus was bathing in the sun, letting his wings soak in them. He was comfortable, enjoying being lazy. He often acted as a kind of bee for the flowers as well, since a lot of pollen got stuck to him whenever he crawled into the blossoms of flowers.
He looked up when he could feel some pollen land on him, curious what was on a higher flower. He could see the magic of another fairy.
“Hello”, he greeted with a smile.

Markus yelped when he was dropped into the tank, looking around disoriented. He could see the different creatures, and he could see the human, but that was mostly it. He hated only being able to see magic at times like these.

“Oliver?”, he asked, looking towards where he could see Oliver’s form. “Where are we?…”. He was scared to stand up, holding his arms close to himself, staying curled up.

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@googleoliver
Markus was bathing in the sun, letting his wings soak in them. He was comfortable, enjoying being lazy. He often acted as a kind of bee for the flowers as well, since a lot of pollen got stuck to him whenever he crawled into the blossoms of flowers.
He looked up when he could feel some pollen land on him, curious what was on a higher flower. He could see the magic of another fairy.
“Hello”, he greeted with a smile.

Oliver managed to see Markus inside the other jar that the human was carrying. The sight caused him to curl up at the bottom of the jar. Even if he had still been caught, the entire situation that he was in might have been worth it if Markus had still been free.

“Y-you’re here…”, he murmured, trying not to become too upset. His glamour melted away; he didn’t have the energy to maintain it.

He placed his hand on the cool glass. His tiny gloves had been left on the stone that he has been sat on. He could see the small amount of pollen that his hand left behind on the glass.

Markus was curled up, missing his clothes. He only wore his shirt, after all. He had no clue what his fate would be -what Oliver’s fate would be. And it scared him, and he was scared that Oliver might die, that he might die. He wished he could be close to Oliver, but he doubted it largely.

He knew he was rare, he knew he had more magic than other fairies, and it made him more afraid to have been caught. Would that keep him alive, or would that guarantee his wings being ripped out? He didn’t know.

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@googleoliver
Markus was bathing in the sun, letting his wings soak in them. He was comfortable, enjoying being lazy. He often acted as a kind of bee for the flowers as well, since a lot of pollen got stuck to him whenever he crawled into the blossoms of flowers.
He looked up when he could feel some pollen land on him, curious what was on a higher flower. He could see the magic of another fairy.
“Hello”, he greeted with a smile.

Markus had his eyes closed, sitting peacefully in the water. He yelped when Oliver was there and tried dragging him away, wings fluttering to follow Oliver.

“What’s wrong?”, he asked, disoriented and startled. With their small size, they were a lot faster than the human was. As long as said human didn’t have anything with them to catch them, they should be able to get away.

“A human… tried to grab you. Were you unglamoured, or was it odd for the human to see a butterfly standing in a stream–?!”, he began to explain before his head hit something. Hard. Oliver was knocked out of his own glamour for a moment.

Was this what the inside of a jar looked like? “M-Markus…? Markus…!”, he called out, a little delirious. Was Markus with him, or had he managed to get away?

Markus hadn’t even thought about glamouring himself, sitting in the stream. It made him feel incredibly bad as he listened to Oliver try and explain.
He barely noticed what happened with Oliver when he was sprayed with water, making him drop from the air and right into the human’s hands.

He perked up when he heard Oliver call for him, having been conscious for the whole ride. He was in his own jar, thankfully not enchanted, and the cork in the jar hat a hole big enough to let air through and nothing else.

“I’m here!”, he called back, unable to see Oliver. He wasn’t too sure where they were now, if he was honest.

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@googleoliver
Markus was bathing in the sun, letting his wings soak in them. He was comfortable, enjoying being lazy. He often acted as a kind of bee for the flowers as well, since a lot of pollen got stuck to him whenever he crawled into the blossoms of flowers.
He looked up when he could feel some pollen land on him, curious what was on a higher flower. He could see the magic of another fairy.
“Hello”, he greeted with a smile.

Markus had his eyes closed, sitting peacefully in the water. He yelped when Oliver was there and tried dragging him away, wings fluttering to follow Oliver.

“What’s wrong?”, he asked, disoriented and startled. With their small size, they were a lot faster than the human was. As long as said human didn’t have anything with them to catch them, they should be able to get away.