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[Fuck you Elliot, you so deserve it. Sure you're a war criminal, sure you're responsible for the death of hundreds, but who isn't at Rhodes Island?? You deserve happiness just like everyone else, Sesa says as he falls deeper and deeper into denial.

But denial can't stop him from feeling the way he does about Elliot, a deep chuckle reverberating in his chest at what that implies.]

Haha...it will be a suitable reward for getting all of this work done.

[Ough. One last nuzzle before he picks up the pieces of the kotatsu he took apart. He can't help it, okay.]

Mm, you are probably right. Though...when Elsword and I were here, he flew over the waves with me in tow. It won't be so easy for us to replicate that.

[Hm......if only one of them could swim....hm................]

Well, I certainly can’t fly, but I can keep you afloat no problem!!! Watch!

[ Several noodles hoist Sesa up in the air while several others hold the box. And then he just throws himself towards the water. Have fun with that sudden fall, Sesa! ]

[Sesa? Screams??]

Waugh-!! M-Mizuki??

[He's of course being held by Mizuki's noodles, so there's no danger of him falling in the water and drowning. But they are in the water, and that's enough for Sesa to be just mildly alarmed, to say the least.]

[Oh he sure is keyed up isn't he. Elliot is starting to put the pieces together...

Ah, they're in for a very long night, and probably a long tomorrow too. That's fine; Elliot's hands are already pulling aside layers of clothing with impatience, unravelling those bandages Sesa usually wears on his arms. Why do you do this you chuuni fuck.]

You're— [a breath, because Sesa's lips against his leave him little room for anything else,] in the same state as I. I should be turning your question around on you.

[You know, why didn't you say anything, et cetera. No wonder he's been peacocking all day.]

Why must you wear so many layers. [this would be easier if they could teleport their clothes off their bodies. Alas.]

[Listen, Sesa can't be blamed. He's just as much of a virgin as Elliot is, which means he worries about pushing himself onto the man in times like these, not knowing what is and what isn't appropriate. You know, even though they've been getting intimate with each other for the better part of a month now. Something about doing it like this adds a whole new layer to things.

Either way, he's breathing a soft laugh as they work in tandem to get their clothing removed, and if he had ears that could move like a lot of other Terrans do, they would be lowered sheepishly.]

I can't help myself, I apologize. [kiss kiss] It could be a lot worse, you know. You at least are catching me after work.

[Which means he isn't wearing his coat, just his undershirt and a regular pair of pants. Pants that are quite ill fitting right now, framing his bulge that is comically large given the fact he's hiding two cocks in there.]

[Honestly, Sesa's fucking dual-cock bulge does a lot to Elliot's brain. The teasing part of him wants to hop into Sesa's lap and just grind like that for a while, because there is just something about pressing your ass to a man's crotch and feeling him but not really Having him, y'know. Unfortunately, the animalistic I-am-in-heat-help side of him isn't allowing this. Another time, maybe.

Elliot himself is wearing his "house attire". Not quite that loose-fitting fabric that falls off of him with every movement, but it's not his heavy coat and gear. Just a simple shirt and pants that have long since become too tight, though it's not comically large and imposing. Not that he's thinking of that, as he impatiently does away with Sesa's shirt and attacks the button on his pants next. Don't worry baby he'll free you.]

Don't waste breath apologising. Your mouth could be used for something much sweeter.

[Which is a small hint meaning "kiss me" and Elliot is immediately bridging that gap, pushing their lips together as they fight with the last remnants of clothing.]

[A kiss is something Sesa will happily return, his tail practically wagging as he settles onto the bed, letting Elliot have his way with his pants. He'll be doing the same for him in turn, removing his shirt first (they have to maneuver around some awkward limb shuffling but they manage it) before going for his pants too, licking his way into the Liberi's lips all the while.

In the meantime...hello, Elliot, the very instant you undo the front of Sesa's pants, his cocks practically flop out like two living creatures, heavy and completely slicked up with his arousal as he shifts his hips to help him tug his pants off the rest of the way.

It has the side effect of sliding those cocks right against Elliot's navel, so. You know. Fortunate or unfortunate you decide.]

Let me see you, love.

[Sometimes, things just fucking happen to you. Elliot comes into the workshop fuming in a way he normally doesn't — in a way he only does when someone brings up Professor Thorne — with every feather on his body fluffed out. He looks defensive, almost, stomping through the main workshop and into the bedroom, and whether Sesa is in the main workshop or the bedroom itself, he will be brushed past as Elliot heads directly for the bathroom off to the side. And if he follows...

Elliot is scrubbing blood off of his forehead, right around that Originium crystal growing out of it.

So something has happened to him—]

[Sesa is at his work bench tinkering away as usual when Elliot comes in. Incidentally, he's cleaning his gun, having it opened up on the table so he can clean off the components since he hasn't been using it as regularly as he normally might in the field. Elliot coming in is nothing unusual, prompting him to flick his tail and turn his head to greet him-]

Ah, Ellie, could you gra-....b....

[He trails off the moment he spots the Liberi with every feather fluffed out in his anger, stomping past too quickly for Sesa to stop him or get a word in edgewise. He's up to his feet by the time Elliot has disappeared into the bedroom, though he doesn't immediately chase after. He waits for a few seconds before tentatively following in his wake, stepping through the bedroom cautiously and into the bathroom.]

Ellie...?

[...then he stops short, his eyes catching on the blood. Seeing that it's on his forehead immediately leaves Sesa to assume the worst, his heart sinking into his gut as he shoulders the rest of the way into the bathroom.]

Your...Elliot, what happened?

[It's probably twice as alarming to see blood around an Oripathy crystal because, theoretically, that could mean a new nodule is breaking out of the skin... but no, that's not what happened, and Sesa will be able to see that as he looks. Elliot is sorry for storming past him, but if he doesn't wash the blood off of his face, he thinks it'll make him angrier... so here he is.

There's a sigh, like he's relieved somehow, but that doesn't show in his body language. Stiff-shouldered, still all puffed out, not looking at Sesa because he's too busy glowering into the mirror.]

An otherwise normal conversation gone south. [Which in and of itself, is not necessarily a red flag. No, the red flag is—] You know of Pure Vanilla Cookie, yes? The dessert-turned-Caprinae. He's given himself Oripathy using me as a conduit.

[It sure is man!! Like, he isn't even sure what to do at first. He assumes it's Elliot's blood initially, which is why he's hurrying into the bathroom so quickly, but as he wipes it off his forehead he realizes that his boyfriend isn't who's bleeding at all. But what, then...? It isn't adding up.

He and Elliot have been together for some time now, but given that he's never seen him this upset before, he's cautious as he approaches him. He steps up to his side in a way that means Elliot will be able to see him in the mirror, not forcing him to look at him, just presenting himself so that he knows he's there.

Just as he's reaching to place a hand on Elliot's arm, what he says causes Sesa's blood to run cold, and he stops short.]

...Pure Vanilla did this?

[Pure Vanilla? The sweet older Caprinae who wouldn't harm a fly?

That doesn't add up either.]

I...I don't understand. What possible reason could he want for infecting himself?!

[ Don't worry, Mizuki won't let him drown! He's not a monster!!! Or, maybe he is, but still. He splorshes into the water and then... his noodles somehow keep Sesa held aloft above the waves. After a moment, they swarm and gather to make Sesa a little fucked up noodle raft that if stared at for too long could induce horrifying day terrors so like don't do that maybe. He even sets the Sun Box next to him.

Anyway, Mizuki swims for the serpent, being mindful of anything that might impede them, though he hopes this'll be a simple enough drop off. ]

[Aaaaa

Well, Sesa DOES trust Mizuki. He knows he wouldn't let him drown. But that doesn't mean being in the water like this, especially the deep sea, isn't still alarming for someone like him who sinks like a stone. The fucked up little noodle raft is his lifeline, and at least he's been around Mizuki enough to avoid looking directly at them, so he won't be having any day terrors this time. Instead, he just sort of...flattens himself out a little on the makeshift raft, holding onto his noodles as best he can so he doesn't go sliding off if they're hit by an errant wave.]

B-be mindful, Mizuki...we do not know yet what this serpent is going to be like.

[If this serpent just rises up and eats them both, well, they had a good run.]

[ Mizuki’s voice comes from a seemingly sourceless place, in that of an echo-y sort of way that is equal parts charming and ominous. So, not much unlike a siren. ]

If it’s aggressive, I’ll protect you, Sesa. Don’t worry, I’m not gonna let you down, I promise.

[Weh...]

Thank you, Mizuki.

[Well! Only one thing to do now!! Time to go see if the sea serpent is friendly.]

[This fish is under Not Contactable legally but I've been known to make exceptions for Crime in the past, so,

While the Cosmic Serpent would very much Prefer to be asleep and you guys are mere molecules next to it... the suddenness of having something foreign underwater does manage to stir it. One large eye cracks open to look at you before...

It just shuts.

Bubbles blow out from that sparkly, galaxy-coloured nose. You can assume they're sighing.]

[ Breaking the law, breaking the law—

Anyway, Mizuki adjusts himself to prepare for the waves that a creature that massive is bound to cause with something as simple as a sigh. Sesa should be fine, and he’ll even put up a barrier if needed. Fortunately as well, his Aegirian talent of being able to speak from somewhere seemingly sourceless means that it’s pretty easy to try and talk with the serpent.

The question is if it’ll understand them or not, but that’s something he supposes isn’t an immediate issue. ]

Hello! Sorry to disturb you while you’re resting. We weren’t entirely sure when was a good time to drop by…

I don’t know if you can understand me, but we were hoping… maybe we could give you something? We don’t expect anything in return, of course, but in my world, this gift is something akin to the Sun.

If that’s something you would like?

[ He attempts to lift the box a bit from the raft. Sesa is more than welcome to help, of course. ]

[Sesa will help, of course. He can't go too far with it since he isn't going to get in the sea, obviously, but he can like...help lower it into the water, as far as his arms are able to reach anyway. He's not sure how Mizuki intends to get it to the bottom, unless he's just going to drop it on the serpent's head.

Who knows if the serpent will be receptive to said sun box but, hey.]

[ Well it's going to be less the box and more then Orb(tm) inside of the box. The sun box is actually mostly just decorative, and meant to contain the overbearing light of the small sun inside. Which he opens when it's in the water, and Sesa will see the area light up around them in the same span of an average city just light up, even below the surface. Whatever time it is at this point, it's hard to say for sure, because man is it bright out right now.

Anyway, Mizuki is also not sure how to distribute the sun. It's very bright, though, and he's squinting just a little bit. Should he... throw? Sure. Okay. The sun is being chucked. It's in the water, so it's fine- ]

The Sun, you say? Would you claim her from her throne above then?

[The serpent shifts to raise her head, and if you're observant you may notice traits of a nurse shark- the shape of it's head, the nose, the placement of long whiskers. It's very body seems like a shining nebula, or a particularly vibrant and iridescent opal. When it opens his eyes again, it's like looking at craters on the moon.]

Why for? If it is power you offer, I have no need. We of this Cove have already feasted on the magic of the cosmos. Any more would be greedy.

[ Whoop- ok, he's catching the Sun and cradling it in a noodle for right now, then. ]

Um, I should've specified - it's a Sun from my world. Not the one here. And those are... stars, right?

I felt as though maybe you were asleep because all the stars disappeared... I thought giving you something like this might give you some comfort. It must be so lonely out here, after all. Especially when you probably witness all the stuff that creature had done.

He seeks to do what Rhodes Island has not — to find a cure. He said infecting himself was a mandatory action, that he would need to conduct experiments and wouldn't feel comfortable doing them to me.

[He sighs, shakes his head, and sets aside the cloth. It looks to him like the blood is gone, so now he's just going to exit the bathroom and sit at the desk in the corner. He needs to think of a way to write "hey don't touch the rock on my face" politely.]

I realise I'm the only Infected person here, but I do wish that extreme measures wouldn't be taken for me. As far as we know, the dead come back here. It should matter little if I am cured or not.

[Elliot, do you need a hug?]

[Oh, hm...is there a misunderstanding, perhaps?]

What Mizuki speaks of is true. [Sesa supplies, hoping his addition is helpful...and also able to be heard, since he can't really project his voice underneath the water like Mizuki can.] This sun is a gift from our home, not something taken unwarranted.

[Sesa, in his expert opinion, thinks that maybe Pure Vanilla should have minded his own god damn business. He doesn't say this of course, and he immediately feels bad for the way he violently thinks that, but he can't help it. Almost immediately he can feel his temper flare, and he's glad that he has Elliot to spend his energy on comforting as opposed to anything else, because he can't promise he might not have done or said something he shouldn't. The fact that Elliot is the only Infected here just makes it worse, because it puts the entire onus of this directly onto his shoulders. It doesn't matter how genuine Pure Vanilla's intentions were. Him doing something like this, with or without consent...it boggles his mind.

He follows Elliot back out into the bedroom, over to where he sits at the desk. From there, Sesa will very gently place both hands on the Liberi's shoulders from behind, gently pressing his fingertips into them while avoiding letting his claws graze the skin.]

What he did to you was out of line and grossly negligent. I do not think he knows as much as he assumes, tampering so recklessly with Oripathy.

[Gently kneads...]

It isn't your fault. You couldn't have known what he was going to do, nor do I doubt you could have stopped it, if he already had the idea set into motion. I am just...sorry you had to be the denominator, here.

[He sighs deeply, trying to keep his temper in check. Elliot doesn't need him stomping around the room, or flying off the handle.]

...tell me, is there anything I can do?

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