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. . . you delved too deep . . .
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[ i miss him ]
► the council decrees: bath for willow
[ order ; ACCEPTING ]
"...wait, what?
W-Which council are we talking about?! I wasn't aware we had one! I sure as heck did NOT vote!!!!
HOW THE HECK ARE YOU SUPPOSED TO GET A BATH IN HERE ANYWAY?!"
. . .
"Since I have a penchant of getting in your way, we'd have to settle things sooner or later." With the shade of Markiona's skin that of Ergo's, it was clear that she made her choice. Redemption, atonement- those were no longer options. She was the same as the rest of those Alchemist scum- thinking they were above everyone else, seeking for the so-called truth, but through the most heinous means possible. They must be the reason why Romeo was-
"Hmph. Guess it was only a matter of time before you Alchemists turned your backs on each other. Humble egos have never been a strong suit of your lot."
Lea had heard whispers of the organization being up to no good, as it even involved her former adoptive father. And when Lea heard a familiar name, the first to come to mind was Carlo. The same person whom Markiona apparently looked up to. She could only think to herself where everything went wrong for the person before her. Was her overzealous ambition the outcome of grief? That transcending humanity was the only path worth seeking from then on? Alas, she knew those answers would never see the light of day.
Setting aside curiosities and unresolved feelings, Lea once again pointed her blade at Markiona. After letting out a breath, she knew this was probably the last time they would have an exchange like this. "You know I've come all this way, so why aren't you giving your special guest the treatment she deserves? I remember you having better manners than that."
She gave a quick, dismissive wave of his hand.
"Turned on eachother, or finally get a change they deserve to grow.
You can't reach perfection without breaking a few skulls." you really needed to explain everything to Stalkers, eh...? "No matter which ones."
The only problem in this whole plan was who weanted to commit the coup, really. Simon wasn't as passive as Valentinus, but he was just as blindsighted than their previous leader. Everything will collapse with either of them as the leading man of the operation. She just needed to put an end to this little squabble, and after that she'll have all the time she needed to take over.
Just a little longer, Markiona. Just a little more patience. Push away conflicting thoughts, focus on the present.
Especially now that she had Lea's full attention, she couldn't allow herself to get distracted. She gave the other a smile, one that could be mistaken as sweet, as she returned to plafully move around the strings of her puppets. Lea's eyes were on her. She wouldn't notice the Ergo working its way to rebuild her precious puppet until it was too late.
"Oh, darling. And here I thought you weren't enjoying our encouters as much as I did."
Again she stood, again she stepped forward, uncaring of the blade pointed at her. Again she suddenly closes her hand into a fist, moving it back to drag her half-rebuilt angel directly against the Stalker. Attacking from behind might be rude, but they never settled for any rule, right?
@crownhcart
crownhcart :3 / The owner of the local inn took a particular liking of Mad Dog after an extremely well done job. A town almost devastated by bandits, all now either arrested or dead - he didn't expect much from a town that had almost nothing left to pay him, but they offered him free hospitality for a bit, and truth be told, he really needed some of it.
Point is, they managed to hide very well their alcohol, and that was a town that loved parties. Of three days he was there, they celebrated him every single one, and always offered him a drink or two. He refused them - barely took one glass to smell the perfume of whiskey, and then managed to put it down -, one time, two, three. The fourth day, that glass went straight into his throat. And he couldn't stop anymore.
The entire town claps and laughs with him as he tells stories and sings and dances on the tables and drinks, drinks, drinks. When the doors swing open and Sundown comes in, Mad Dog is standing on a table, a crowd around him, one empty bottle in one hand and a newly started one in the other; and he's so drunk it takes him a good handful of seconds to recognize the other. When he does, he starts laughing maniacally.
« Wh-wh-what a ffffffuckin' coincidence, haha-! ». He lets the empty bottle go, and swallows a good gulp of the other. He almost falls from the table as he does. « Comin' f-fo' the party, buddyyy? »
Oh, what a pitiful sight. He just wanted a warm bed, a cold glass of water, food for his horse. Nothing more. But fate is tricky like that. Even when he reaches towns where his name wasn't shared in a scared whisper, something had to happen.
Someone had to be there - not to catch him, for once, but certainly forcing him to get his full attention. Nobody really noticed him when he walked in the saloon. If Mad Dog didn't call him out, he would've gladly given up on the idea of fresh water and blankets and join his steed in the stables.
So much for that.
Lowering his hat, he pretends he didn't hear. Sundown simply walks through the eyes drilling into his skull, ignoring his need to take Dog's bottle from his hand and slamming it down as he reached for the counter, sitting quietly. Hoping that they'll just drop it. They'll return to their festivities. Give him a room and not bother him.
The bartender just throws a glass at him, filled to the brim with whisky. The good kind, too. The smell alone would've sent the bounty hunter off his rails, no doubt. On the house!, says the owner of the place with a smile that makes Sundown immediately know that he'll forget about this generosity when dawn comes - and with it, the hangover.
…heh. Free, fine whisky. The poor bastard on the table never had to chance to get out of there sober, wether he wanted to or not.

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Having all this be reciprocated was enough to send Romeo over the moon. Nothing about it wasn't one-sided either; as P also initiated a lot of the kisses himself. The confession was another dear memory to cherish; the reason for his Ergo to feel like a heart beating again. And thanks to Romeo's Ergo, he could feel heat course through his puppet body, just like how he felt desire, happiness, and most of all, love.
Nevertheless, as much as he would like for time to stop so they could enjoy this longer, Romeo had to remember that this was a "demonstration"; an answer to a question. Somehow, a part of him had a typical definition of it, when it was clear that it could be more than that. He only felt regret as soon as his lips had to part with P's, wishing that he could turn off a certain switch inside of him.
Romeo cupped P's cheek, observing how flushed his face from their electrifying kisses. "I hope that answers your question, to an extent. This is not the first and last time this is going to happen, though. I can assure you that," he chuckled, before resting his head on the other's shoulder. His nose in this body didn't have a sense of smell, but he liked to think he did, with the way he mimicked taking in P's scent. Being close to him like this, he felt excited and relaxed at the same time. Unintentionally, this was how he could hear P's heart racing against his chest. "Oh. This sound... It's nice." If he could feel tired, then there was no doubt that he would be able to sleep to this.
It ended as quickly as it started. P wouldn't call himself disappointed, far from it - the fact that it took him a few seconds to breathe and actually reopen his eyes, still a little dazed after the kiss... but he was left thinking that they finished kissing before he truly wanted.
...this said, the promise of trying again a second time, somehow, made him blush even more than before, making his heart beat hard enough for Romeo to hear quite clearly. Sigh. He loves him. He truly does.
"...you're nice."
A little awkward, but still a very honest comment. Hey, give him a break. He was still trying to catch his breath.
@faithfnl
« I’m not trying to judge you. I just want… »
"Well, it sounded judgy."
Not like she expected anything less from an angel. The Lady got used to deal with all kind of supernatural and religious figures in Fallen London. The presence of actual devils, that at first shocked her, now became an everyday occurrence. She knew they were dangerous. She knew they were fun.
Angels, however, were new. New in the way an octopus in the middle of a flower field would be new. In the way a walrus knocking at her door would be new. It's weird and kind of discomforting.
Especially when said octopus-walrus angel's first impression of her is finding her drenched in someone else's blood, and hers is being told off because of it.
"It's a living, mister Angel. I wouldn't judge you for your carreer choices."
@miratenebrarum P to romeo lala
"Gemini didn't believe me when I said we kissed and told me to do it again"
It sounds like an excuse, and yet for once he's being absolutely serious. Aaand he's pulling him down to get another kiss. Hehe.
@miratenebrarum
"But we kiss all the time?" Romeo blinked. "...Oh, right. He isn't with us when we do, as a courtesy and, er, obvious reasons." The last thing that Gemini would want was see and listen to these two expressing affection to each other. Nevertheless, it made sense why Gemini would think that way. Because of their slow start, he might be thinking that they were still awkward, barely making any progress. It wasn't completely wrong, but these two had also been testing the waters lately.
Thus, he let himself get pulled down, more than happy to comply with P's request. Even before their lips touched, he placed a hand on the other's waist, pulling him close, as that action became second-nature for him at this point. His lips parted into a smile as it made contact with P's, his other hand cupping his cheek. The kiss lingered for a bit, until he pulled away, his thumb caressing P's cheek, his expression that of unadulterated mirth and love.
"Even if you just feel like it, you can kiss me whenever, you know? There shouldn't be a reason to do something- when it comes between the two of us, at least."
@crownhcart
LISTEN. TAKE MAD DOG. J-JUST TAKE HIM. / With the tiniest, almost embarrassed, very uncharacteristic little voice he ever had: « W-why don't you. Mh. Stay. F-for breakfast? »
...well, damn. Maybe he was way more aggressive than usual, to recieve such a timid request. Maybe both of them were. Guess that's what a couple of weeks without seeing eachother does to them, uh. Leaves them fill of hickeys and scratches, a little too nostalgic, a little too clingy, a little too hungry for eachother.
God, Sundown. You're pathetic. Both of you are.
"...ah' shouldn't.", he grumbles, avoiding eye contact. His voice his hoarse. Tired. He still doesn't leave the bed, even if he lfited himself to sit down with all the intentions of sneaking from the backdoor of the saloon before anyone else woke up, in town..

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[ despite all the time he now spent as a human, there's plenty P still doesnt understand about Being Human. more specifically:
money. he understands that he has to pay to get goods and food, by now, but for the life of him he doesn't understand how money work, why some things that are apparently the same cost more francs than others, or who decided you had to pay to begin with.
anything that has something to do with sexuality, from actual sex to anything involving his queerness. he has his preferences and his desires, but he doesnt fully get either yet nor would really give himself a label even if he did. this also goes for his gender btw. he's more than comfortable with his pronouns and i don't think he'd change em but he's not 100% cis. that much i know.
He Still Doesnt Know youre allowed to fight without killing the person youre fighting against. by the way.
@voidfractured
❝ I dunno if I believe that you and ol' lampwick were sucking face, pal! If that were reaaaally the case, then you'll have no problems going right up to him and kissing him, huh? ❞ Oh no. The worst has come... Gemini has remembered one of his greatest assests; rage baiting. ❝ Buuuuutif ya' can't do it, hey, no harm no foul, right? Apart from, y'know, being a big ol' scaredy cat. Never thought I'd see the day!❞ Less rage baiting and more like Krat's best (and only, so 'best' is quite far reaching in all honesty,) wingman. Wingpuppet? Or is it wingcricket? He gets the idea.
"He didn't suck my face.
We kiss fought with tongue."
...well. A little too direct, was it? That's how Romeo described. That.
"Anyway, okay. I'm going.", he nods, almost rushing to the other puppet. Any excuse for giving a little kiss is fun and good in his book, even if Gemini considers him a LIAR.
PROMPTS FOR THE MORNING AFTER * adjust as necessary, nsfw implied
this... isn't my bed.
i'll make us breakfast.
wait, how long have you been here?
did you stay the night?
you're so beautiful like this.
did i give you that hickey?
don't get up. stay right here.
kiss me again.
nice bedhead.
are you... wearing anything?
this was a bad idea.
i've wanted to do that forever.
did you enjoy it?
i did a number on your back. sorry about that.
is this your shirt?
maybe you should go.
i had a great time.
if you stay, i'll make us coffee.
i shouldn't have stayed over.
come back here. please?
i've never been like that with anyone before.
there's a bra on the ceiling fan.
did we... actually...?
we could do it again, if you want.
you made me feel... incredible.
was it... okay?
you look beautiful in my bed.
what do you remember?
was i too loud?
you can borrow my shirt.
i guess this makes us more than friends.
this can't be happening.
i could spend the day just like this, right here with you.
is that a hickey?
this was just for fun. it doesn't mean we're together.
this wasn't supposed to happen.
should we talk about it?
what time is it? i'm late for work.
how long have you been awake?
i remember... everything.
we should do that again sometime.
i think we cuddled.
that was the best night of my life.
what parts do you remember?
why don't you stay for breakfast?
was it good for you?
the sex was great.
how do you like your eggs?
are we still friends?
sorry, i've got morning breath.
i'd really like to keep seeing you.
i'm glad i invited you in.
finally... fucking finally.
please don't leave the bed.
don't make fun of me if i walk funny.
this doesn't mean anything.
my friends are never going to believe this.
i don't even know who i was last night.
no one's ever taken care of me like that.
let me help you clean up.
maybe we should forget this even happened.
i'm just going to... leave.
you said some wild things last night.
you're wearing my shirt.
maybe we could make this a regular thing.
am i blushing? i'm blushing, aren't i.
where did i put my glasses?
your clothes are in the living room.
i need a shower.
your hair's a mess.
you make a great pillow.
i thought we agreed this would ruin our relationship.
did i do something wrong?
we were pretty loud.
do you want me to leave?
i asked you to stay the night.
i bet your neighbors hate us.
stay like this.
well, that's one way to bounce back.
what about round two?
don't let go of me.
why don't you join me in the shower?
we can't keep doing this.
we're fucked, aren't we.
how long have i been asleep?
i tried to keep feelings out of this. i really did.
...failed???

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...will anyone scratch his head a bit. pat him maybe.
[ im back in the fucking building again ]