Over Tea

CW bare genitals

Panel 1: In the cave behind the waterfall, a djinn has tea at a fancy table with an ornate tea set. She has orange fur and dark orange spots, with her fur thickest around her neck and in the combed curls on the top of her head. Four horns grow out of her head: two straight, two curled. Her eyes have black sclera and yellow irises, with peach-color flames rising from each eye, as well as flames from her mouth when she opens her mouth. Her ears are hidden. She is tall, but within the range of a tall human, and her chest has V-shaped marks on it where nipples would be. This djinn has bird feet and her hands have two fingers each. She’s wearing a gold serpentine necklace with a bell, bands on her elbows and knees with many bells on them, and a gold belt with a dragon head on it which supports a dark blue cloth lined with white that hangs from her waist, open in the front.

Her name is Jenver, of unknown age, and she is a collector who is allied with dragons.

Jenver holds a teacup and gives Treon a mild smile.

Panel 2: Treon changes clothes and hair again, this time wearing taped X’s over their nipples, no shirt, suspenders and string necklaces, leather belted bracelets, black pants with matching black shoes, and a coat slung over one shoulder like a cape. They’re wearing their customary hat, and their hair is in rows and braids.

Treon asks, “May I join you? Is this seat taken?”

Jenver asks, “What seat?” since she occupies the only seating: a padded stool.

Panel 3: Treon creates a hook for their hat and a place to sit opposite the table. They sit down and offer something cigarette-shaped to smoke. Jenver accepts it, her bells tinkling.

Panel 4: Smiling casually, Treon says, “Curious location to, for, location to…”

Panel 5: Jenver smokes a cigarette which burns from both ends since Jenver breathes fire. She smiles, amused.

Treon continues: “…take one’s tea, for a place to have tea.”

Panel 6: Their smile faded, Treon finishes saying, “Curious p-place to have, uh, tea.”

(Author’s note: this is how I talk; Treon’s awkwardness here is my awkwardness.)

Panel 7: Jenver sighs and blows smoke out her nose.

Panel 8: Jenver holds the cigarette in her mouth, looking nonplussed. She says, “One minute. There’s a human who isn’t drowning.”

Panel 9: Jenver has left the room, vanishing into smoke, leaving just the pale light of the lamp overhead without the warm glow of Jenver’s eye-flames. Treon puts their face in their hand, looking thoroughly embarrassed.