Well, don't I? People have been telling me I'll need one around here.
[ but he doesn't like the cynical sound of that. being a cynical person himself, that just cements a lot of his bad feelings. although he makes a face at Junpei's idea of a job. ]
The operative word being cash, thanks. I get by, and it's better than making up some story about myself to convince anyone around here that I can do what I used to.
[Plus, he doesn't really want to keep his old career... But he's gotten the impression he's in the minority, in that regard.]
That's what I meant, anyway—they can't know we're from somewhere else, or Mom upstairs gets tetchy.
Fine, if you say so. [ It's no concern of his how this guy makes his money. And actually... Waver didn't really have a job back home either, so he can't really judge. Doing favors for cash might actually be the best route for someone as unskilled as he is. ] I was an apprentice before, but there's no way I can just go back to doing that.
[ He doesn't really want to, either. So maybe he has something in common with this dudebro after all. ]
I feel like I've had a conversation similar to this already. [ more than one perhaps, but the tone of this one seems specifically familiar. Waver does intend to change how he lives, but that's something he decided before their world was destroyed too. he's going to broaden his horizons (guess he has no choice but to do so now) and be more open about things.
He looks down and kicks at the sand a little. Not enough to kick it over onto his priestly companion though. ] Is there really no harm? I've already been scolded for thinking lightly of it once. Though everyone else around here seems to have forgotten already and is having a good time...
[ It's kind of frustrating. If Kirei intends to put him in a bad mood, he's already edging toward one, so he'll probably succeed. ]
Do you? With who, I wonder? [ Could it have been with the Rider Servant? He knows some of what that man is about thanks to Assassin, thanks to Gilgamesh. But those memories are ten years old and so most of it has been drowned out by the enjoyment that he has taken in living. ]
So long as you don't forget forever, there will be no harm. There are those that are sleeping up in those pods... those that the people on this beach consider to be precious loved ones that they would never abandon. Yet at this moment, they are abandoning them in their hearts. [ As always, his tone is neutral, almost disinterested. Which is probably better than sounding judgmental and annoyed, hm? ]
They would rather escape from the reality of the situation to live in a pocketed time where none of that is happening. Indeed, there is no harm in it. Everyone eventually forgets about those that are suffering, because it's too difficult to think about. The heart needs to heal in small ways, in big ways. But those people that are asleep should not be forgotten forever. [ A beat. ] If they are, then, they are no more than corpses, are they not?
So enjoy the sun. Enjoy the water. Enjoy it all, but do not forget yourself so much that you no longer feel anything when you look up.
[ Waver feels a bit clumsier in the water, just watching the way the other boy makes those ripples and slowly moves about. It's enchanting in a way to watch, he wants to make those kinds of gentle ripples in the water too. But even more than that, he wants to be close to the other. Still, he hasn't completely lost his usual self. At the invitation, he flushes from his neck to his ears and looks down into the water as if to avoid any eye contact. ]
That's-! Why would I... I mean....
[ well, yes, yes he does want to move closer. Without sputtering another word, he drifts toward that welcoming arc. Already he expects that that invitation will become a joke, and he'll be made a fool of, but he can't stop himself from drawing in anyway. ]
[ Gaze steady in comparison, Mikazuki keeps his arm outstretched. Luckily he's super terrible at jokes and bullying is the fastest way to broken teeth around him, so all that comes when Waver meanders closer is the easy stretch of his fingers in the water. ]
I asked because I was feeling that way too.
[ Whether or not his demeanor helps he doesn't know, but he doesn't rescind his offer, the pool calming around him as he stills, waiting. ]
[ is he really supposed to believe that??? Then again, it's one of those things that's almost too ridiculous not to believe. Cows that make you fall asleep? Confusion moths? And what about the Red Light District?! Thank goodness he's not planning on going there...
[Yeah, that's what Aoi thought, too, but all that weird alien crap is actually true.]
You're welcome to go out into the woods and find out on your own. Just bring some back-up with you. You don't look like you'd stand a chance if something dangerous showed up.
[Aoi's not purposefully aiming to offend the kid, but he's not going out of his way to be tackful, either. He's just calling 'em how he sees 'em.]
And if you need the talk about sex, you're gonna have to find someone else to give it to ya. I've already done my good deed for the day.
Not particularly. Not if you don't want help anyhow.
[She's blandly blunt about it.]
If you're like me though, the first thing you wanted after going to look at everyone else? [The ones still sleeping in their pods, that is.] A little information.
Yes! You do know! That...thing would happen. It'd be bad.
[Or maybe if he yells it loud enough, an answer will present itself to him. His tail is still lashing. People are probably staring. In his attempts to help, he's only made himself look like a fool.
Just another day in the life.]
I'm not worried about it! I'm definitely not worried about it. You look fine now. That's great.
[But now what does he do? He's just inserted himself into a situation to make a kid look less shameless. Should he just. Run away?]
[ Waver is red as a beet, both in embarrassment and anger. This is so uncool! ]
It's never going to dry at this rate! [ He's almost complaining just to complain at this point. And it seems like this guy is out of commission with all that laughter. He's never going to get a crystal for Waver is he!? ]
Just... move out of the way! I'll have to do this myself.
[Still sputtering with laughter, Atsushi nevertheless moves out of the way to make more room. Not that it's really necessary, but the guy did tell him to, and Atsushi obeys a little too easily on instinct.]
Ow!
[Just as the other has gotten in, Atsushi, still moving out of the way slowly but surely, steps in something hard. Wow, who would have thought that a public pool would have such a sharp and unreliable floor?! Even if it's a natural pool, that just seems dangerous.
[ Waver IS rude. He doesn't deserve this kind of concern. Or at least he wishes he didn't right about now, because Dylas is stroking his shoulder and it is absolutely not calming him down. It's making things worse. He even whimpers a bit, unable to stop the noise from slipping through his lips. Why, oh why didn't Dylas just believe his obviously very believable answer that everything is fine?! ]
I'm ... I'm not up to anything! It's you!
[ That's right, pin it on the guy who's just trying to help, that's nice Waver. ]
I ... feel funny. Like, you know, funny... [ He's too embarrassed, he can't admit more than that. ]
[He answers quickly and calmly. Maybe he ought to put his hand to Waver's face? That seems like a good idea. He lifts his other hand and presses its back to Waver's forehead, wondering if he's come down with something. Whatever he's come down with, though...it's making him whimper? And tremble?
It's a little funny, actually. And a little cute? He steps a bit closer, cutting off the space between them even more.]
Do you need me to carry you? I'm not great at carrying people. You'd hate it.
[But he sounds sort of happy at the idea, mostly because it would be sort of hilarious to him. He's not always a bully. But with Waver...well...]
[ Waver swishes his hand a little in the water, even laughing a little bit as he does so. It's really a strange sensation, because he's not sure what he's so happy about. He certainly doesn't feel like he has much to be this happy about. And yet here he is.
He removes his hand after a moment, his smile fading away into something serious. then he dips his hand back in, and it's back. Yep, the water is definitely doing this to him. ]
I feel...good. Really good. And happy?
[ This is surely not a terrible side effect to pay for in exchange for getting a crystal or two right? ]
[It's only a terrible side-effect if Waver discovers any other effects that the Anisotoron hadn't experienced in his experiments.]
Happy? Yes, I felt that as well. ['Happy' is an oversimplification of how he'd felt, but with such a gap between his own perception and that of humanity, he cannot possibly find any other descriptor for the euphoric feeling he'd experienced other than 'happiness.' It would be as the dilemma of 'is the color blue that I see the same as the one you see?']
However, you will have to submerge more than your hand to retrieve the crystals. [His eyes are drawn back to the glittering jewels at the bottom of the pool, though he has no intention of collecting them for himself, he is curious to see how this human's physiology will respond to further contact.]
[He stares at the phone in his hands. He's not sure why he's doing this. It's late at night and he wishes it weren't so late at night. He wishes he had more people to talk to, too. It's not that he doesn't like Waver, it's just that...Waver is pretty far away. But maybe that's helpful? He furrows his brow and grips his phone more tightly. It'd be nice to speak to someone who doesn't care about him or what's happened to him. And he's worried about the kid, too, probably.
Waver's phone rings sometime after what would be considered 'dinner' time in Wyver. Dylas' breathing is heard on the other line before he actually says anything (or leaves a message, depending on Waver's willingness to pick up the phone).]
...Hey. You there? Uh...forget it. This is stupid, isn't it.
[ Waver is, in fact, just finishing up what he calls dinner when he hears the phone ring. He has no idea who it could be. It's not like he's made the type of friends that would just call you up to chit chat here or anything. He's met...people. And they get along. Sorta. Which is better than back home already, but this whole calling-people thing is brand new. Who would want anything from him?
It's curiosity that gets him to pick it up. And he's almost ready to be angry when all he hears are breaths, but then the speaking begins. ]
Huh? Oh...it's you. [ He doesn't mean for that to sound as rude as it does, probably. ]
It's stupid if you make me pick up the phone and then don't tell me why you're calling.
With that deeper voice and that more mature body, those words make Dylas even crazier, and his dick throbs in acknowledgment. What the hell is wrong with him? This is so exciting. He runs his tongue along the back of his teeth, ideas forming in his mind. He’s glad this is happening to Waver, because with anyone else he’d feel worse. But with him, this is...this is going to be alright.]
You sure about that? What if I decide to do something you can’t handle?
[He’s teasing, and he has no doubt Waver can piece it together if he tries. It’s not like either of them are ‘sexperts,’ so coming up with something that spicy is probably out of Dylas’ wheelhouse. He glides his hand over to Waver’s hip and holds him firmly, aiming to prevent him from moving as Dylas presses his face against Waver’s crotch. He nuzzles his bulge, rests his head against Waver’s waist as he stares right at it, speaks right at it.]
I think you’d look pretty good using your mouth on mine, but I’m already here, aren’t I.
[Dylas sounds both a little disappointed and a little commanding. There’s some desire to take charge evident in his voice, and why shouldn’t there be? He doesn’t know when Waver is going to change back. And, you know what, maybe he’ll stick around long enough to fool around when he does, too. Dammit, they’ve earned it after all the shit that’s been going on.]
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[ It does occur to Waver that saying 'whatever you want' may soon be regretted but it's too late. He said it. And he's... mentally prepared?! For everything. Probably. He wants to show off in this new body, of course. He can achieve anything once he reaches this very acceptable height and build. ]
That's... well, what are you saying? Are you into something weird?
[ He's Dylas, so it seems possible. Waver gives a little fuss when he's rooted into his spot so that the (wolf) man can just bury his face against Waver's crotch. It's still embarrassing, especially since Dylas seems to be speaking directly to his dick and not to his face. ]
Jeez...
[ He sighs, but yeah. He'd thought about using his mouth too so he can't complain about that. It's not like they can't move positions, but he does also get an inkling that Dylas wants to (at least try to) call the shots here. So he's confused about what is wanted here. He doesn't even know what he wants. Just... that it feels good and it's probably okay? ]
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Well, don't I? People have been telling me I'll need one around here.
[ but he doesn't like the cynical sound of that. being a cynical person himself, that just cements a lot of his bad feelings. although he makes a face at Junpei's idea of a job. ]
That's not a job. That's doing favors for cash.
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[Plus, he doesn't really want to keep his old career... But he's gotten the impression he's in the minority, in that regard.]
That's what I meant, anyway—they can't know we're from somewhere else, or Mom upstairs gets tetchy.
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[ He doesn't really want to, either. So maybe he has something in common with this dudebro after all. ]
... Eh? They can't? No one told me that before.
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I feel like I've had a conversation similar to this already. [ more than one perhaps, but the tone of this one seems specifically familiar. Waver does intend to change how he lives, but that's something he decided before their world was destroyed too. he's going to broaden his horizons (guess he has no choice but to do so now) and be more open about things.
He looks down and kicks at the sand a little. Not enough to kick it over onto his priestly companion though. ] Is there really no harm? I've already been scolded for thinking lightly of it once. Though everyone else around here seems to have forgotten already and is having a good time...
[ It's kind of frustrating. If Kirei intends to put him in a bad mood, he's already edging toward one, so he'll probably succeed. ]
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So long as you don't forget forever, there will be no harm. There are those that are sleeping up in those pods... those that the people on this beach consider to be precious loved ones that they would never abandon. Yet at this moment, they are abandoning them in their hearts. [ As always, his tone is neutral, almost disinterested. Which is probably better than sounding judgmental and annoyed, hm? ]
They would rather escape from the reality of the situation to live in a pocketed time where none of that is happening. Indeed, there is no harm in it. Everyone eventually forgets about those that are suffering, because it's too difficult to think about. The heart needs to heal in small ways, in big ways. But those people that are asleep should not be forgotten forever. [ A beat. ] If they are, then, they are no more than corpses, are they not?
So enjoy the sun. Enjoy the water. Enjoy it all, but do not forget yourself so much that you no longer feel anything when you look up.
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[ Waver feels a bit clumsier in the water, just watching the way the other boy makes those ripples and slowly moves about. It's enchanting in a way to watch, he wants to make those kinds of gentle ripples in the water too. But even more than that, he wants to be close to the other. Still, he hasn't completely lost his usual self. At the invitation, he flushes from his neck to his ears and looks down into the water as if to avoid any eye contact. ]
That's-! Why would I... I mean....
[ well, yes, yes he does want to move closer. Without sputtering another word, he drifts toward that welcoming arc. Already he expects that that invitation will become a joke, and he'll be made a fool of, but he can't stop himself from drawing in anyway. ]
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I asked because I was feeling that way too.
[ Whether or not his demeanor helps he doesn't know, but he doesn't rescind his offer, the pool calming around him as he stills, waiting. ]
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That sounds ridiculous.
[ is he really supposed to believe that??? Then again, it's one of those things that's almost too ridiculous not to believe. Cows that make you fall asleep? Confusion moths? And what about the Red Light District?! Thank goodness he's not planning on going there...
even if he is legal, thank you very much. ]
Why would I go to a place like that anyway!
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You're welcome to go out into the woods and find out on your own. Just bring some back-up with you. You don't look like you'd stand a chance if something dangerous showed up.
[Aoi's not purposefully aiming to offend the kid, but he's not going out of his way to be tackful, either. He's just calling 'em how he sees 'em.]
And if you need the talk about sex, you're gonna have to find someone else to give it to ya. I've already done my good deed for the day.
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I do!
[ he looks at her suspiciously. ]
Are you really intent on helping me or something?
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[She's blandly blunt about it.]
If you're like me though, the first thing you wanted after going to look at everyone else? [The ones still sleeping in their pods, that is.] A little information.
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No, I don't know!
[ he scoffs quietly, eyeing the guy and his prudeness. But at least he's covered up now, and he's grateful for it too. ]
Haa? Since we're near the beach, they should. Why are you so worried about it?!
[ What does he want him to do, wear it like a dress?? ]
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[Or maybe if he yells it loud enough, an answer will present itself to him. His tail is still lashing. People are probably staring. In his attempts to help, he's only made himself look like a fool.
Just another day in the life.]
I'm not worried about it! I'm definitely not worried about it. You look fine now. That's great.
[But now what does he do? He's just inserted himself into a situation to make a kid look less shameless. Should he just. Run away?]
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oh my god
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Stop that! Stop laughing!!
[ Waver is red as a beet, both in embarrassment and anger. This is so uncool! ]
It's never going to dry at this rate! [ He's almost complaining just to complain at this point. And it seems like this guy is out of commission with all that laughter. He's never going to get a crystal for Waver is he!? ]
Just... move out of the way! I'll have to do this myself.
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Ow!
[Just as the other has gotten in, Atsushi, still moving out of the way slowly but surely, steps in something hard. Wow, who would have thought that a public pool would have such a sharp and unreliable floor?! Even if it's a natural pool, that just seems dangerous.
... Wait...]
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what a cute laugh, how dare?
he has his moments
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[ Waver IS rude. He doesn't deserve this kind of concern. Or at least he wishes he didn't right about now, because Dylas is stroking his shoulder and it is absolutely not calming him down. It's making things worse. He even whimpers a bit, unable to stop the noise from slipping through his lips. Why, oh why didn't Dylas just believe his obviously very believable answer that everything is fine?! ]
I'm ... I'm not up to anything! It's you!
[ That's right, pin it on the guy who's just trying to help, that's nice Waver. ]
I ... feel funny. Like, you know, funny... [ He's too embarrassed, he can't admit more than that. ]
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[He answers quickly and calmly. Maybe he ought to put his hand to Waver's face? That seems like a good idea. He lifts his other hand and presses its back to Waver's forehead, wondering if he's come down with something. Whatever he's come down with, though...it's making him whimper? And tremble?
It's a little funny, actually. And a little cute? He steps a bit closer, cutting off the space between them even more.]
Do you need me to carry you? I'm not great at carrying people. You'd hate it.
[But he sounds sort of happy at the idea, mostly because it would be sort of hilarious to him. He's not always a bully. But with Waver...well...]
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I'm just... I'm just saying I'll be fine!
[ He sounds insistent, clinging to his branch, and looks a little incredulous as he's told to climb down. ]
Climb down? But why?
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Climb down? Show me that you can.
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[ Waver swishes his hand a little in the water, even laughing a little bit as he does so. It's really a strange sensation, because he's not sure what he's so happy about. He certainly doesn't feel like he has much to be this happy about. And yet here he is.
He removes his hand after a moment, his smile fading away into something serious. then he dips his hand back in, and it's back. Yep, the water is definitely doing this to him. ]
I feel...good. Really good. And happy?
[ This is surely not a terrible side effect to pay for in exchange for getting a crystal or two right? ]
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Happy? Yes, I felt that as well. ['Happy' is an oversimplification of how he'd felt, but with such a gap between his own perception and that of humanity, he cannot possibly find any other descriptor for the euphoric feeling he'd experienced other than 'happiness.' It would be as the dilemma of 'is the color blue that I see the same as the one you see?']
However, you will have to submerge more than your hand to retrieve the crystals. [His eyes are drawn back to the glittering jewels at the bottom of the pool, though he has no intention of collecting them for himself, he is curious to see how this human's physiology will respond to further contact.]
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Waver's phone rings sometime after what would be considered 'dinner' time in Wyver. Dylas' breathing is heard on the other line before he actually says anything (or leaves a message, depending on Waver's willingness to pick up the phone).]
...Hey. You there? Uh...forget it. This is stupid, isn't it.
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It's curiosity that gets him to pick it up. And he's almost ready to be angry when all he hears are breaths, but then the speaking begins. ]
Huh? Oh...it's you. [ He doesn't mean for that to sound as rude as it does, probably. ]
It's stupid if you make me pick up the phone and then don't tell me why you're calling.
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['You can do whatever you want!'
With that deeper voice and that more mature body, those words make Dylas even crazier, and his dick throbs in acknowledgment. What the hell is wrong with him? This is so exciting. He runs his tongue along the back of his teeth, ideas forming in his mind. He’s glad this is happening to Waver, because with anyone else he’d feel worse. But with him, this is...this is going to be alright.]
You sure about that? What if I decide to do something you can’t handle?
[He’s teasing, and he has no doubt Waver can piece it together if he tries. It’s not like either of them are ‘sexperts,’ so coming up with something that spicy is probably out of Dylas’ wheelhouse. He glides his hand over to Waver’s hip and holds him firmly, aiming to prevent him from moving as Dylas presses his face against Waver’s crotch. He nuzzles his bulge, rests his head against Waver’s waist as he stares right at it, speaks right at it.]
I think you’d look pretty good using your mouth on mine, but I’m already here, aren’t I.
[Dylas sounds both a little disappointed and a little commanding. There’s some desire to take charge evident in his voice, and why shouldn’t there be? He doesn’t know when Waver is going to change back. And, you know what, maybe he’ll stick around long enough to fool around when he does, too. Dammit, they’ve earned it after all the shit that’s been going on.]
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That's... well, what are you saying? Are you into something weird?
[ He's Dylas, so it seems possible. Waver gives a little fuss when he's rooted into his spot so that the (wolf) man can just bury his face against Waver's crotch. It's still embarrassing, especially since Dylas seems to be speaking directly to his dick and not to his face. ]
Jeez...
[ He sighs, but yeah. He'd thought about using his mouth too so he can't complain about that. It's not like they can't move positions, but he does also get an inkling that Dylas wants to (at least try to) call the shots here. So he's confused about what is wanted here. He doesn't even know what he wants. Just... that it feels good and it's probably okay? ]
Do you want me to use mine or not?
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