Kulia i ka nu’u

  Starter for the cutie @mpxsolar

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   It isn’t that Joshua doesn’t like bars, or in this case, lounges, or that he doesn’t like drinking. In fact he likes drinking very much and in theory going to a bar to have a drink is a thing that Joshua could definitely get behind. That said, as he sits at the little table watching as some illustrious beauty with golden wings entertains on stage, Joshua realizes that this may be his first experience in a bar such as this. It’s technically a burlesque lounge so the performance he is watching unfold before him is nothing short of impressive but still-- it’s the first of it’s kind that Joshua has been exposed to!

  He supposes that his wide eyed staring is also fairly normal because as he eventually pulls his eyes away from the dancer to look around he sees similar expresses on other faces. Save for a handful of regulars and what he assumes to be other dancers. How fine and sophisticated they look with their perfectly arranged hair and makeup! He knows about the art of burlesque but man is it different in person! As he is thinking on just how much he would want to bring Khel here and twiddling with the stir straw in his drink someone strikes up a greeting next to him.

   For a few seconds he just doesn’t react because he quietly assumes the greeting is not for him at all, but then the voice seems to prod him for a response in a friendly way.

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     That earns an immediate shake of Joshua’s head. “That’s a negative boss.”

   Boss, a term he’s learned from home to address everyone he doesn’t know well. It’s also splendidly gender neutral which his thinks is pretty dang snazzy if he does say so himself- and he does! Joshua drums his fingers on the surface of the table in the little cafe where they are sharing a coffee meetup together. He likes this; he’s bumped into the same guy several times now and each time this guy (Osiris! THE EGYPTAIN GOD! Like how cool is that?!), has something wild to say.

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     Reflexively he laughs then it seems that what is said catches up with him. Slowly his eyes widen and he turns his head to look at the other man at the bar that he’s visiting as if to say, ‘What the hell is wrong with you bro?’ It’s not that it isn’t what danced across his head as he watched the too-handsy person get chucked out but still! It’s very ballsy to say aloud!

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   “Okay but they were though,” Joshua says around the Sweet Tarts candy rope he is eating. They just got done watching an older martial arts film together and have been at length discussing it as music plays in the background of their hangout. Catching the sarcasm is not something he’s great at but after a few seconds, he gets it and then laughs. It’s just in time for the current song they’re listening to to actually say the same thing she just did.

  “Oh my god, okay I get it. I get it. But for real, I feel like everyone in the movie was fighting at some point. Even the grandma! She pistol-whipped that guy with her freaking frying pan!” he says excitedly. As he talks his volume goes up and he realizes it quickly enough to add softer, “My bad. My bad. My bad.”

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    The question makes Joshua stop in his efforts to box up one of the boards that will be mailed out to a customer. Now that’s a weird way to ask about the room! Lifting his eyes from his work he takes an assessing look at the speaker and thinks to himself that she is most likely just making an ice breaker. A task he has never really been much good at himself but he tries anyway.

  Cautiously but with no reservations on how friendly he is, Joshua replies, “I doubt it’s your heart, but I bet a warm cup of coffee would help the general chill. Would you like some? We keep some going all the time because my man and I are coffee fiends.”

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Joshua looks up from the glossy magazine he’s looking quickly. Hell no, he does not do poltergeists! His eyes widen as he lets them pass over the mostly deserted library trying to spot any suspicious activities and people who might be responsible for moving things. Given that they are gods and demigods around here who is to say that one of them doesn’t have the power of telekinesis or something?

He thinks briefly on the movie Carrie and wishes he had paid better attention to it. “For real though?” he asks looking at the other across from him. “Because I mean....”

Hallows Eve Ball 2020!

      In a move that is completely unlike his normal chill demeanor, Joshua will be attending the Halloween ball as the Forbidden Boy Next Door (who may or may not be a killer). He’s on the arm of his husband @mp-kheleiki​ .

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    This might or might not be low-grade payback for the whole open shirt thing as Joshua sees the other wandering the wrong way toward another retreating figure. The wrong way and right toward an open manhole.

  “Hey..” his voice is a hush as he watches the other keep going, eyes nowhere near seeing the danger he might be falling into. Making a split-second decision he heads directly for the other man and, quite literally, sweeps him off his feet. “HEY! PAY ATTENTION MAN!”

Because the strings of fate aren’t always red. with @mpxjinsoul

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   It’s his wanderlust that Joshua blames for landing him in the situation that he’s in now. He was happy to come closer and have a look at the lovely dress that the lovely lady from the window asked him to- that’s all fine! She looks like a human cupcake to him and in his very humble opinion that’s just about the cutest thing he’s seen all day so far! But as the store attendant comes over with the elaborately stitched matching suit Joshua’s face could rival a pink flushed rose. Oh! Well, that’s a little awkward.

  His teeth bite a little down on his lip as he smiles at the attendant and then at the beautiful girl who says they won’t need that addition. He’s not offended at the assumption by any means, rather flattered beyond words nearly because he was for a second thought to be worthy of standing beside someone like her.

  “Sorry,” he says to the shop worker before adding softly, “I’m not the one taking her to the gala, but thank you.”

In which Joshua learns he has a half brother named @mpsejun

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   Joshua is a naturally active person and as such he doesn’t really need to hit the gym much when the waves supply him with most of the physical fitness he needs. Does that stop him from staring wide eyed at the large and beautifully built building that he’s learned is the local gymnasium? No. 

    Not one bit.

  It’s quick work to get inside and have a little talk with the front desk staff about signing himself up for a membership and a little chat about specific classes that are offered there. A few peak his interest but he goes for a more personal route. Better to start at the very beginning he figures and see what he can easily go through with the aid of a professional. After getting his membership in order and his own little set of locker keys Joshua is left to roam around and see if he’s really in the mood to get any working out done today.

   Okay, let’s see if we can find this physical trainer, he tuts inwardly as he moves along the rooms and halls. Quick peeks in allow him to see people in various states of their classes or work outs and it seems all levels of skill. Happy in his explorations Joshua hardly takes a moment to pause and talk to anyone at least until he’s standing in front of a room with people who are more dancing than anything. Hoops and silken ropes are their tools and for just a second he seems mesmerized by their movements until another catches his eyes. Someone with an official looking name tag. 

At home slow dancing with @mp-kheleiki ; a starter

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   The silly little lights they’ve tied up on the ceiling and made weave through streamers across the room shine down on Kheleiki’s outfit and rob the wind from Joshua’s lungs. Kheleiki was always a sight to behold to him but tonight he has out done himself. Wrapped in the frills and delicate material of his clothes with the softest accents of Joshua’s favorite color he looks to his husband a vision! Flustered he steps more into the living room while hitting the play button on the slim little remote in his hand. Immediately the sound system they’ve set up the night before comes to life with music that makes a trail to their waiting ears and sends a delighted tingle through Joshua as he tosses the remote onto the couch as he gets closer.

    “My prince,” he says and bows in front of Kheleiki a hand extended out in offering. It’s on the rise from the greeting that he asks gently, “May I have this dance?”

Because married bros, duh. with @mpxyoongi

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   Man, being married is awesome. Joshua thinks this as he stands in the aisle of the supermarket trying not to listen to a couple a few feet away from him bickering over something completely ridiculous. Naturally, Khel and him have their disagreements but he can’t think of a time when they were fighting in public that it was serious. Like not at all. They play fight in public just for the thrill of it but when it came down to actual arguments- those stayed home. And it was more like, well, an open discussion as to why something just wasn’t cool and careful listening or cooling off before they tried to talk about it again. Joshua reaches out and grabs a box of noodles from the shelf and continues to try not to listen. He wheels the trolley forward a bit more, eyes reading over the back of the box for dinner ideas that don’t involve red sauce when he sees someone else looking equally uncomfortable by the pair down the way.

   His face pulls into a sympathetic look as he pushes his cart slightly right to make room for the other. When he gets a little closer he says so only the other can hear. “I really wouldn’t go that way. They seem new to this.”

   He means being in a relationship in general if the way that their voices have escalated is any indicator. A careful glance at the other before dropping the noodles into the front seat of the trolley tells Joshua that whoever this new person is, is also married. Oh! How cool! He’s not met too many other people who are young and married too. The overwhelming urge to talk nearly outweighs his shyness of possibly being wrong and the ring being just an accessory.

Carrying on from here. with @mpairmid

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   Her averse gaze and demeanor is almost off putting enough for Joshua to turn on his heel and walk away. Almost. There’s a trauma strain in him that puts up an immediate wall to protect himself but this process of blockading is halted in it’s tracks as his eyes stay on the animal in question. The very being that had made him draw near was the distressed noises that the seal had been making at what he originally assumed to be an unnecessary capture. Joshua had misjudged the situation but found the distress to be real nonetheless upon further inspection and braved closer. This woman’s behavior is not based in disdain for him and his sudden presence but merely in worry and haste to help the seal. Much like he wants to.

  “Yeah,” he says articulately- answering both things and nothing at all at the same time. The elaboration comes in the form of him reaching into his pocket and withdrawing a small folding knife on a carabiner with keys attached to the other end. He plucks those off before handing it to her and sinking down to calmly extend his hand to touch at the soft forehead of the seal. There is water in both of them that rages louder than blood and he uses this to his advantage, showing he is no threat by sweetly stroking the seal skin.   “Hey there,” his voice is soothing to the creature who after hearing the soft coo of it seems to slow in it’s trashing efforts. “It’s been a rough day, huh?” Then his eyes are turning to the woman beside him as he strokes the seal’s head. “They’re not going to move, don’t worry. They’re actually very tired. Are /you/ okay?”