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[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Who: FiN and visitors
Where: FiN
When: Day 133 Post Game (and probably spilling into day 134)

[So we're not great at capitalism apparently.

But we didn't die either.

So that's a plus]

Comments

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Intensity hisses at the shift in weight - his choice of over the top trench coats means that any other sustained aren't visible and the three of them had to fight their way out of town tooth and nail (with one of them being on the verge of death).

But he also doesn't stop kissing.

Not until he's good and breathless anyway]

[liftoft]

[ X leans forward a bit ad the kiss breaks, like he'd continue, but lets it be, instead staying just that hair's breath away, panting quietly and watching Intensity for Cues.]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

I'll gather from your expression that this is doing it for you.

[liftoft]

What, you're only just figurin' that out? We've kissed a bunch of times before now, y'know!

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Yes, but none when I was mangled to the point that I was too lazy to go to you.

[liftoft]

[ chuckles.]

Aa, "too lazy", huh? Well... Guess I'm okay with that now and then, if you want me to do all the work...

[ as he talks he's moving his hand, ghosting his fingertips just over the marks on Intensity's face, and then over to the shoulder where he should but does not currently have an arm. He's careful, clearly not trying to cause any harm, and it could almost be tender if it weren't for the very obvious heat and fascination in his expression.]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[He watches X's expression stoically, tensing but not flinching as the hand traces the mark over his eye. Even over his shoulder.

If he gets anywhere near the one on his throat, though, he's going to grab that wrist. Very tightly]

[liftoft]

[ He freezes as his wrist is grabbed, letting his entire hand go limp, gaze moving up to Intensity's face, waiting. Good dog good dog good dog wants to be a good dog ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Flatly and with no room for argument:]

Neck is off-limits.

That goes for when we fill out your requests.

[liftoft]

'Kay. I get it.

[ a beat, as he considers his words, tongue flicking out to nervously wet his lips ]

...Mine's not.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Let's go of X's wrist then]

Since we are in the dorm --- is anything off limits?

[liftoft]

[ he feels like he should feel weird for thinking so, and perhaps is setting his bar low, but... what a good master. owner? Whatever... ]

...I dunno. This is new to me, remember? I can't think of anything though, and we already decided how I should let you know to stop.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Low bar, X. Low bar.

Though that means he hasn't been trauma'd from the games physically yet so there is that]

Understood.

Though you'll have to find another partner until I get my arm back. I don't know if being off the program pauses the worsening of your symptoms.

[liftoft]

Me neither!

[ rueful.]

Hey... Lemme help with your arm.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

... What do you mean?

[liftoft]

I dunno, whatever you need! Or lemme help you out until you get it back.

What's the point of me bein' kinda-yours if I don't help you out when I can?

[ listen... He's taking this seriously! ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Please. I'll have this fixed within 24 hours.

[Wait a minute]

But if you do want to help, can you go get an x-ray machine from the hospital and shrink it down for me?

[liftoft]

Ah, yeah! Absolutely!

[ he's so happy!! To have been given a task! ]

Anything else I oughta grab while I'm there?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

No. That's the most important piece.

1/

[liftoft]

You got it! Back before you know it!

[ Gets up off his knees and steps back from the chair so as to not disturb Intensity with his very dramatic SMOKE BOMB exit

yes it was necessary, thank you ]

/2

[liftoft]

[ is the door still open when he returns. if not, prepared for a redux of KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNO-- ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[You know what the best FiN power is (besides Blue Eyes of course).

Being able to open the door without moving]

[liftoft]

[ That seems very true on both counts

anyway, he comes padding in much as before, though much more confident in his destination, assuming Intensity hasn't moved. He lifts a hand in greeting, even though it's unnecessary ]

Yo, boss! You miss me while I was gone?

[ pulls the mini-x-ray - about the size of a pub matchbox - out of his jacket pocket and shows it off, held between his thumb and forefinger ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[He certainly hasn't moved.

But he does lift his head in greeting when X returns.

Dryly:]

I wasted away in your absence.

[Holds out his hand]

Good. This size will work perfectly.

[liftoft]

[ sets it carefully in Intensity's palm.]

Ah, yeah... You are lookin' pretty rough here.