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Dice winces as a sharp pinch on his cheeks yanks him from the fog of alcohol and the comfort of Gentaro's touch. For a moment, his vision blurs, but the feel of Gentaro's hands—the soft pressure, the teasing playfulness—leaves him caught between conflicting emotions. His hands rise instinctively, curling around Gentaro's to stop the offending pinch.

"Hey, hey, come on!" Dice mutters, voice a little slurred but still filled with a mischievous edge. He holds Gentaro's hands firmly, fingers weaving with his, as if to make a point. "You let Ramuda hug you. So why can't I?"

As his hands tighten around Gentaro's, his body shifts, pulling them even closer. The warmth of Gentaro presses against him, the faint scent of him mingling with the alcohol on Dice's breath. Now, as he looks down at Gentaro, the space between them feels charged, heavy with something Dice has been longing for.

Gentaro's lips are so close—soft and inviting. Just a little closer…

Dice's heart skips a beat, and before he can stop himself, his voice slips out in a low murmur. "You're making this harder, y'know? Acting all cute, teasing me like that."

𝑴𝑶𝑶𝑫𝑩𝑶𝑨𝑹𝑫 𝑴𝑬𝑴𝑬 || Accepting!

Things had started out well enough at the festival, he felt pretty sure. Raven had been having a good time, going around the festival and just palling around. He'd thought the hooded figure handing out masks was a little weird, but he'd accepted one without too much thought and put it on. The mask itself didn't appear to be all that flashy. It was one that was black and white, split down the middle with one color on each side and feathers adorning it, matching the colors of each side. He'd liked it well enough, though.

Then the headache started as he'd gone back to wandering the festival. He was near enough to the inn to go in and get whatever he needed from his room, but far enough to still be around the various vendors and games. No matter what he did, though, his head didn't feel much better.

Just walk it off, Raven decided. Whatever this weird feeling he had was, it was sure to pass. In fact, as he walked the feeling started to dissipate.

Just in time, he also happened to see someone familiar to him up ahead. The pink hair and bright clothing were dead giveaways. Ramuda was one of the people he'd met last year. He remembered that much. Just what the pink haired lad was doing was uncertain, but he wasn't about to just walk by and act as though he hadn't seen him. Headache or not, faint though it seemed now, it would have been rude. And one would expect him to at least be sociable.

"Ramuda." Though the greeting was friendly enough, something had changed about the way the old man was carrying himself. His expression seemed different somehow, too.

Hmmmm

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Oops, sorry, I was thinking about holding hands with a cute girl as she presses me against the wall gently. Having her arm wrapped behind my back as she leans in to my neck. Trailing her fingers gently up my arm as she gently holds my face in her hand and uh um... >_<

Ahhhhhh, these girl fantasies are getting to much!!!!

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"Thankfully, it seems that your fever has gone down." Pulling his hand away, he reaches to place a cool and damp towel on Etude's head. A sigh leaves his lips for a moment as he sits down on the chair he had brought from the kitchen. Etude seemed to be fine, but deep down, the fear that Etude was beginning to get sick like their original...

"Try to not use the seventh fonon for the foreseeable future. And don't argue-" He can and will flick or pinch- "Are you hungry? Do you need water?"

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He had been spacing out for the past...who knows how long. His cell didn’t have a clock, or anything really. Ramuda entertaining himself by spacing out, imagining so many fun things. Sadly there was nothing else for him to do in here, since the lab wasn’t meant to be fun for the clones. It was meant to test their durability, how much they could take before breaking.

Only snapping out of it when he heard his cell door open, he turned around to see who it was. Though he quickly regretted it when he saw her, instantly looking away again in hopes that she hadn’t caught the fear in his eyes. He knew he wasn’t meant to feel like this, or to feel at all. Shit...why was this damn psycho here? Doing his best to keep his voice steady, he knew it would only get worse if she knew how afraid he was.