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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

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[ Sesa is one of those who, unfortunately, gets a Mizuki to crawl under the door like he's made of liquid rather than just knocking on his door like a normal person, but it's only because Mizuki considers the both of them to be close. ]

Sesa! Are you terribly busy? I was rude and didn't take the time to talk to you before about this place and what's going on… I hope you're at least adjusted enough to talk with me?

[There's a note attached to Sesa's door in Elsword's shit writing.]

Hi Sesa-hyung!!

I made you this! Thanks for being cool!!

[Attached to the note is a knit plush dragon. It looks terrified to be here.]

[Sesa will find an envelope taped to his door, with a little red bow on it and a letter taped to it as well.]

Merry Holiday, Sesa! I hope you like it :)

[Inside the envelope is a piece of Tal's sketchbook, and a drawing of Sesa and Tal drinking hot chocolate together.]

[ Sorry to everyone who's definitely sleeping in at the lab, Mizuki's barging in to excitedly knock on Sesa's door. It's not Early Morning, so he figures Sesa and Passenger are likely awake, at least. The two nocturnal losers will just have to suck it up. ]

Se~sa! Sesa!! Hey, hurry and get ready, we're gonna go to the ocean together! [ Apparently. He could say no, but that would break this jellyfish's little heart… ]

[Cool: Having a workshop with an attached studio apartment type of room for them to live in.
Cool: Moving out of the lab to let Gnosis have his own space with Enciodes and not having to hear those two arguing every morning and fucking every evening.
Not Cool: Having to move out their existing furniture into the new space, because Heimr didn't provide them with another bed or wardrobe because like, duh, you guys already own this.
Double Not Cool: The fact that the mattress is stuck on the doorframe somehow now that they're trying to get it across the damn breezeway and into the workshop and therefore into their home.

Married life must be like this. "you're not married Elliot" he's married Sesa gave him a ring.]

Hold on. It's snagged again.

[Mattresses are large, rectangular, and have to be angled to get through doorways. Elliot realises a split second too late that they should've just gone around the breezeway and to the larger workshop doors where actual large items that don't fit through doorways can exit and enter without this issue. Unfortunately...

The top corner is wedged against the doorway, and Elliot is desperately trying not to let the mattress drag on the ground. Even if this workshop was just built, the floors are likely dirty in some capacity.]

Can you reach the corner and pull it?

[Spring is almost over, and soon it'll head right into summer. You know, sunshine and rainbows and probably deadly flowers. Elliot is not thinking of these things today, though.

Today, he's thinking of horny shit. Surprise! This might not be unusual for him considering how he acts, but it's worse lately. It's Spring, which means it's time for heat, and Elliot historically just does not have them. And if he did, he was always able to ignore it and deal with it at his own pace.

...so unfortunately. The thing about dating someone and telling him that you love him is that it makes heat marginally worse. Elliot doesn't think he'll be ignoring it this year, since he's constantly sharing a bed with Sesa and they're in one another's space all the time. The first wave passes easily enough; it's like a mild horny itch, and Elliot simply tells it to go away and sets to work for the rest of the day. Easy. He can deal.

And then night hits and that all goes out the window. He cannot focus on optimizing his machine; he keeps staring daggers at the way Sesa's adam's apple bobs when he swallows, or the way his biceps flex if he lifts something, or his tail swaying...

...

Wherever Sesa ends up at the end of the evening, he will end up with a pigeon in his lap, tailfeathers flared, head tucking into the crook of his neck. He's feverish. He needs assistance. Please help :(]

[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—]

[Elliot is, one would say, kind of strange in the way that he thinks and acts. Sesa already knows this, of course. For as possessive and downright obsessed as Elliot can be, though, when the boys were playing their various Gay Games, Elliot said sure, go ahead, I don't mind. He knows these things are just games and that's why all the taken people are macking on the other taken people. It's not his thing, but Sesa's more than allowed.

It's juuuuuuuuuust...

Sometimes, Elliot surprises himself with how madly possessive he gets over the Vouivre. He'd already jumped Sesa's bones after the wet T-shirt contest for obvious reasons, and that wasn't out of jealous but rather just because he saw beefy titty and acted up about it. The kissing at spin the bottle, though?? It's not like he expects to not share Sesa in that case, of course, but something in his blood starts to simmer at the way the others mack on what's his.

It's unhealthy. Elliot has never shied away from his unhealthy habits in the past, and he's not about to start now. Not a single part of him even realises this is a problem when he pulls Sesa back into the cabana at the night's end, huffing, feathers flared, and just

full-stop bites him on the shoulder through his shirt.

Elliot's teeth are not sharp, this will not leave more than a bruise behind, but that does not change the fact that he's simply Biting now.]

Sesa's Seaborn puppy seems to be rather restless recently. He and Passenger will both find it hard to sleep as the Seaborn will just jump onto the bed and start pacing across the both of them. It seems relentless, where usually it would not be so... annoying.

What does Sesa do?

[Dion has not had the pleasure of meeting Sesa just yet, which makes this... all the more awkward. Nevertheless, he's here on Heimr's recommendation, and he doubts the man would lead him astray. Still, it feels less like a shop and more like a place of a hobbyist. Walking up and asking for a service doesn't feel quite right.

However, the alternative — going to Joshua empty handed — is not really an option so... here he is. Clutched in one hand are the ornamental pieces of his chainmail, baubles made for flair and nothing more. In the other is a bag of carefully collected shells. He doesn't know if it's enough, but if it isn't, he'll gladly chase down more.

He clears his throat as he enters, doing his best to be the picture of politeness despite what feels like an intrusion.]

You are Sesa, yes? I was told you are capable in metalwork by Heimr. I have a request for you, should you be willing to hear it.

[ Roughly two weeks after Sesa has completed Dion's commission, he gets another visitor! This time, it's someone he knows. Vaguely, anyway, but still!

He's been meaning to pay the man a visit, to check on him after everything that happened inside of the arbor. This just gives him another reason to go.

When Joshua arrives, he's standing with a long cord of beads in his hand. Once, this strand was tied to his belt, looping down over his hip and behind his scabbard. Now, he has other plans for... at least part of it.

But he will knock! Politely! Because he isn't about to be rude and enter uninvited. ]

[So they're in Neo Eden. And Elliot is not watching the calendar, because oops, he's busy trying to make his weapons and play with the city's technology. He's not as technologically inclined as Gnosis is, and he doesn't have time to start a black market (and he hates them too much to try), but! But. That doesn't stop him from playing around, seeing some movies, eating some strange new food... this place reminds him of Lungmen if Lungmen was a little heavy-handed on that Cyberpunk aesthetic Mizuki likes.

All of this is to say that Elliot forgets to shore up, so to speak, for when heat hits. Meaning it suddenly hits like a freight train when he wasn't expecting it, and he's now a victim to instinct, which he could have resolved by simply staying home and telling Sesa to stay with him.

Well! Turns out he's going home anyway, dragging himself to the apartment with his last shreds of dignity, where he simply goes into his room that he's sharing with Sesa even though the bed is too small for two men over 6ft to cram into (he lays on top of the man, he's not afraid). Instead of getting in bed, though, his instincts go: build a nest. Build a nest Elliot.

And so he builds a nest, formed of two (2) pillows, one (1) blanket crumpled up into a ball, and his headscarf somewhere nebulously off to one side.

And then he just. Lays on the floor with his head on one pillow.

Instincts are so weird man.]

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