PERSON INTERVIEWING ME: so why do you think you'd make a good exorcist?
ME: well i've often been told that i bring out the worst in people,
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PERSON INTERVIEWING ME: so why do you think you'd make a good exorcist?
ME: well i've often been told that i bring out the worst in people,

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“Don’t worry, don’t worry - it was a plan of mine to hang out with you.”
♐ - muse is more ‘pleasant’ than usual for [2] asks. (From blessed-child. Have fun your 'Highness'~)
“WhAt aRe YoU tAlKiNg AbOuT?! I’m always pleasant! I’m basically a Tim Buckley song!” @blessed-child
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“Hiya!”
“WOoo! I’m feeling very three dimensional today!”
Adult!Patalliro (Part 1)(Continued)
Continued from here
Bancoran @jackbarbarossabancoran Bancoran's attention moved to the young man then and he smirked. "A sharp tongue and sharper wit. Tell me is it as skilled in other areas?" He asked as he finally looked up to meet his eyes, his hands pinning the boys wrists to the door.
Patalliro Oh shit. Patalliro felt it. Finally after knowing him for eleven years he felt the infamous Bishōnen beam, and it went straight down his spine into his crown jewels. His cheeks coloured and his blue eyes widened as he stared at him. "Oh. Oh I see now."
Bancoran Bancoran's face was close to his, so close that his breath brushed against his lips, but there was something....familiar in his eyes. Something that brought back a mixture of affection and repulsion and he drew back to study his face.
Patalliro Patalliro stared at him in a strange mixture of utter desire and the sense that this wasn't right. His whole body was aflame, but as he drew back he chuckled long and low. "Something the matter?"
Bancoran Bancoran swallowed, his breath and heart still quick with desire but a sinking sensation in his gut. He felt as if a tiny voice was screaming in the back of his mind just too far away to hear, like his mind was trying to protect him from something. He reached out and touched the bishounen's pretty pouted lip.
Patalliro Kiss me, kiss me, kiss me! He felt, but his mind was screaming something along the lines of Oh my God, not my dad/brother! "Not so much a squashed rice cake anymore?"
Bancoran "............." Bancoran's blood ran cold and he drew back as if he'd been burnt.
Patalliro "Or was it a ogre? I think called me a crab once too." He said, grinning at him. Slowly her rolled his eyes in different directions, then laughed slightly self-consciously and brushed his curling hair behind his ear. "Not quite the reception I wanted."
Bancoran "I'm gonna be s*ck." He felt the ground churn beneath him. Now that he recognised him he couldn't see anything BUT Patalliro in the young man's face. "What happened to you! You....I cannot believe....you actually look like your mother."
Patalliro "Nothing happened to me, Bancoran." He said grumpily, crossing his arms and frowning, "I just... Grew up. And you're as gullible as ever."
Bancoran "It's not my fault you tricked me!"
Patalliro "I didn't trick you! You never asked and your in the suite I payed for! Ungrateful as ever." He said, pushing away from the wall and grumbling over to the lift, pushing the down button. "Let's have a drink. I'm exhausted."
Bancoran "I...." Bancoran failed to think of a good explanation for that. "You weren't what I was expecting, that's all."
“He’ll never suspect a thing...huhuhu....”
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"How did you get in here?" -from kingofmalynera
“I was looking for the damned smoking room! They keep moving it!”
Patalliros mouth fell open when the dark haired man spoke, and his grasp on the door knob tightened.
Bancoran seemed so much smaller now, less a towering giant he had been in his childhood and more an average man like him, though he was still devilishly handsome.
Why doesn’t he recognise me?
But if course, it had been five years since they been face to face, and Patalliro wore a simple white shirt and black trousers and not his state uniform.
Hmm. He could be honest and say who he was, unless…
“I can help you find it. Maybe it’s down the hallway?”
Bancoran hummed in agreement. He could tell that the young man was a bishounen out of the corner of his eye with that lithe figure and long shimmering hair, and so he’d been doing his best to avoid meeting his eye. He’d had a lot of practice avoiding these things after getting together with Maraich -t saved him many, many face scratches to avoid using his beam as much as possible. He followed him into the hall, his fingers itching for a smoke.
It took all his strength to stop himself bursting out in laughter, or to not run over and hug him, but he simply bowed slightly and went to the door, sticking his head out to make sure there were no guards. Actually, where where they? He made a mental note to dock their wages.
“Hmm, maybe down here? I’m not very used to this hotel, myself. I ended up in the garbage room earlier and had to fight off a hungry cat with my bare hands.”
He opened a door and stuck his head in, feigning surprise that it was a bathroom.
“Whoever is staying in this penthouse must have some serious dough. Wonder if they’re French?”
“I’m staying here.” Bancoran huffed, offended to his earl gray English core.
“Ohhh… Didn’t realise bakers could wear suits. Alright, let’s keep looking.”
He closed the door and headed off down the hallway, one hand behind his back and his long blond hair swishing behind him.
“Follow the stench of death!”
“I’m not a baker.” He snapped, his posture tightening more and more as he walked.
“Listen I can find it myself I don’t need your commentary!”
"Don't worry, my commentary is complimentary with your suite." He said, grinning to himself as he riled Bancoran up, something he'd really missed. "Though of course your tip is complimentary too. Shall we say forty percent?"
He opened the final door and stepped into the hallway, making sure to lock them both out of Bancorans suite.
"Ah. Maybe we better say sixty percent now you've trapped me in the hall. My silence for your wandering hands will increase every minute you don't pay me." He said, tapping his nose with his finger before sticking it out to him and curling his fingers at him, leaning against the door and crossing his leg behind him.
"Come on, you said your Subways CEO, I know you have all that meatball money."
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"How did you get in here?" -from kingofmalynera
“I was looking for the damned smoking room! They keep moving it!”
Patalliros mouth fell open when the dark haired man spoke, and his grasp on the door knob tightened.
Bancoran seemed so much smaller now, less a towering giant he had been in his childhood and more an average man like him, though he was still devilishly handsome.
Why doesn’t he recognise me?
But if course, it had been five years since they been face to face, and Patalliro wore a simple white shirt and black trousers and not his state uniform.
Hmm. He could be honest and say who he was, unless…
“I can help you find it. Maybe it’s down the hallway?”
Bancoran hummed in agreement. He could tell that the young man was a bishounen out of the corner of his eye with that lithe figure and long shimmering hair, and so he’d been doing his best to avoid meeting his eye. He’d had a lot of practice avoiding these things after getting together with Maraich -t saved him many, many face scratches to avoid using his beam as much as possible. He followed him into the hall, his fingers itching for a smoke.
It took all his strength to stop himself bursting out in laughter, or to not run over and hug him, but he simply bowed slightly and went to the door, sticking his head out to make sure there were no guards. Actually, where where they? He made a mental note to dock their wages.
“Hmm, maybe down here? I’m not very used to this hotel, myself. I ended up in the garbage room earlier and had to fight off a hungry cat with my bare hands.”
He opened a door and stuck his head in, feigning surprise that it was a bathroom.
“Whoever is staying in this penthouse must have some serious dough. Wonder if they’re French?”
“I’m staying here.” Bancoran huffed, offended to his earl gray English core.
"Ohhh... Didn't realise bakers could wear suits. Alright, let's keep looking."
He closed the door and headed off down the hallway, one hand behind his back and his long blond hair swishing behind him.
"Follow the stench of death!"
"How did you get in here?" -from kingofmalynera
“I was looking for the damned smoking room! They keep moving it!”
Patalliros mouth fell open when the dark haired man spoke, and his grasp on the door knob tightened.
Bancoran seemed so much smaller now, less a towering giant he had been in his childhood and more an average man like him, though he was still devilishly handsome.
Why doesn’t he recognise me?
But if course, it had been five years since they been face to face, and Patalliro wore a simple white shirt and black trousers and not his state uniform.
Hmm. He could be honest and say who he was, unless…
“I can help you find it. Maybe it’s down the hallway?”
Bancoran hummed in agreement. He could tell that the young man was a bishounen out of the corner of his eye with that lithe figure and long shimmering hair, and so he’d been doing his best to avoid meeting his eye. He’d had a lot of practice avoiding these things after getting together with Maraich -t saved him many, many face scratches to avoid using his beam as much as possible. He followed him into the hall, his fingers itching for a smoke.
It took all his strength to stop himself bursting out in laughter, or to not run over and hug him, but he simply bowed slightly and went to the door, sticking his head out to make sure there were no guards. Actually, where where they? He made a mental note to dock their wages.
"Hmm, maybe down here? I'm not very used to this hotel, myself. I ended up in the garbage room earlier and had to fight off a hungry cat with my bare hands."
He opened a door and stuck his head in, feigning surprise that it was a bathroom.
"Whoever is staying in this penthouse must have some serious dough. Wonder if they're French?"
"How did you get in here?" -from kingofmalynera
“I was looking for the damned smoking room! They keep moving it!”
Patalliros mouth fell open when the dark haired man spoke, and his grasp on the door knob tightened.
Bancoran seemed so much smaller now, less a towering giant he had been in his childhood and more an average man like him, though he was still devilishly handsome.
Why doesn't he recognise me?
But if course, it had been five years since they been face to face, and Patalliro wore a simple white shirt and black trousers and not his state uniform.
Hmm. He could be honest and say who he was, unless...
"I can help you find it. Maybe it's down the hallway?"

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