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Nov. 13th, 2023 06:07 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I will make this pretty later
(Spoilers I won't, I always say I will but I won't-)
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INVENTORY:
-Grenade Launcher with 3 ammo stacks (refreshes monthly)
-Nondescript gaming console (it's an offbrand Nintendo Switch)
-Some glowing star rocks from an investigation with Elsword in the Deep Woods
-A little knitted dragon from Elsword that I forgot to link and am too lazy to find now
-1 Kotatsu that he keeps in his room at the lab. It's red with light beige birds on it
-His toolbox from Rhodes
-A workshop that connects to Gnosis' lab via a breezeway. He lives there with Passenger now
-3 erythrites, used to make Passenger a pair of earrings
(Spoilers I won't, I always say I will but I won't-)
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INVENTORY:
-Grenade Launcher with 3 ammo stacks (refreshes monthly)
-Nondescript gaming console (it's an offbrand Nintendo Switch)
-Some glowing star rocks from an investigation with Elsword in the Deep Woods
-A little knitted dragon from Elsword that I forgot to link and am too lazy to find now
-1 Kotatsu that he keeps in his room at the lab. It's red with light beige birds on it
-His toolbox from Rhodes
-A workshop that connects to Gnosis' lab via a breezeway. He lives there with Passenger now
-3 erythrites, used to make Passenger a pair of earrings
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Date: 2024-05-06 11:19 pm (UTC)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.]
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Date: 2024-05-06 11:34 pm (UTC)[Hm......if only one of them could swim....hm................]
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Date: 2024-05-07 05:14 pm (UTC)[ 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! ]
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Date: 2024-05-07 11:23 pm (UTC)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.]
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Date: 2024-05-09 04:12 pm (UTC)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.]
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Date: 2024-05-09 09:02 pm (UTC)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.]
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Date: 2024-05-13 11:05 pm (UTC)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.]
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Date: 2024-05-15 11:32 pm (UTC)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.
surprise, bet you thought you'd seen the last of me // post oripathy spread-
Date: 2024-05-16 07:10 pm (UTC)Elliot is scrubbing blood off of his forehead, right around that Originium crystal growing out of it.
So something has happened to him—]
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Date: 2024-05-16 11:18 pm (UTC)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?
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Date: 2024-05-17 07:17 pm (UTC)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.
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Date: 2024-05-17 10:47 pm (UTC)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?!
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Date: 2024-05-19 04:09 am (UTC)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. ]
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Date: 2024-05-19 04:06 pm (UTC)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.]
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Date: 2024-05-19 05:23 pm (UTC)If it’s aggressive, I’ll protect you, Sesa. Don’t worry, I’m not gonna let you down, I promise.
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Date: 2024-05-19 10:07 pm (UTC)Thank you, Mizuki.
[Well! Only one thing to do now!! Time to go see if the sea serpent is friendly.]
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Date: 2024-05-19 11:22 pm (UTC)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.]
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Date: 2024-05-19 11:49 pm (UTC)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. ]
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Date: 2024-05-20 12:04 am (UTC)Who knows if the serpent will be receptive to said sun box but, hey.]
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Date: 2024-05-20 12:16 am (UTC)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- ]
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Date: 2024-05-20 01:34 am (UTC)[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.
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Date: 2024-05-20 03:39 am (UTC)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.
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Date: 2024-05-20 08:23 pm (UTC)[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?]
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Date: 2024-05-20 11:03 pm (UTC)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.
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Date: 2024-05-20 11:11 pm (UTC)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?