Their drama is, and I say this as someone that normally loves observing drama, a lot. So I'm not sure, but. I was sitting there bleeding to death while I watched them scream and stab each other, so certainly some tensions were running high.
[please kinkshame them]
Omi seems to be involved with them both in some way. I-- wouldn't be shocked if tomorrow plays out rather like a lover's quarrel along the way.
At least if there's no catchable killer, if that is the case, it'll be on them, and not on our failures. [ kinkshames.... ] For the record, when I mentioned impaling you yesterday, that was absolutely not how I meant it. To each their own, I suppose.
[ . . .
the. impaling comment reminds him. actually. hm. ] ... Before tomorrow, I do need to show you something. I suppose I could take a quick nap in one of these to fix it, but I'd rather not be trapped with red ink when I've done nothing wrong.
however, because he really doesn't want to be scapegoated (scapegoat me, everyone!) gu yun shifts to move off of where he was leaning against the bed and shrugs out of the top half of his silks, turning to face away from molly as he does so. they fall down to his waist, and
there on his lower back, is a sunburn
in the perfect shape of a hand. the only thing redder on him right now is probably his ears. ]
then, very seriously, turning him around by the shoulders and facing him, claws gripping tightly.]
Zixi, I-- I know you're being set up for this crime. Fuck. Alright. We'll take care of this together. I think the only way to find who did this is to compare everyone's hand sizes to the shape of that print first thing. We'll round everyone up at trial and have them all put their hand on your back, right over the mark. Don't worry. I won't let them get away with this.
laughs until he has to go ow very softly and eventually catch his breath because wow just
a lot
really good.]
And you want to get rid of it? I had to get rid of all of mine this week and you're like, oh, Mollymauk, I'm ashamed of a beautiful woman leaving a mark on me!
[ no no it wouldn't have. he is just continuing to play deaf through this as he fixes the tie and comes to sit back down on the edge of the bed. weird how he's super deaf but he still heard that quiet ow, and the reprimand comes in the form of smacking his leg, since it's the closest and least injured. ]
I'm not ashamed of it. [ his ears are very red though but that's just because he's a baby. it's not like doesn't have every other sexy injury under the sun, this one just sticks out!! ] Like you said, it's a particularly suspicious looking injury that can't be matched, and I don't really want to advertise to the entire place that I've been sleeping with Wrath. She deserves her privacy, since she's got a modicum more than the rest of us do, and she won't be there, either. Imagine one of those two comes up burnt to a crisp like Grell, and my alibi is "I've been fooling around with Wrath since the first week I've been here."
[Sorry, he doesn't think he's in much danger here, so, just laughing instead. But it's mostly giggles by this point.]
Mm. I could slap you really hard over it? Bigger hand print. Or could you just avoid the ink, since you know it's there. Wear a feckin' glove, don't press on the needle.
[ terrible. well, it is kind of funny, actually, so, he's not that fussed about it. gu yun scrubs his face briefly with his hand, but he's smiling a little behind it.
[ gu yun puts his hand (its cold) on molly's cheek to gently shove his face when he tugs his ear, but it's clearly not even trying to push him off.
especially considering, he lolls his head to look at him, and wiggles his eyebrows. ] I wonder how much room there is in there for movement...?
[ kidding. very kidding. snickering. ] Joking aside, your reputation's the last thing I'd worry about being damaged right now. Unless you'd like a reputation for wheezing in the sack, you'll just have to live with looking as pure as new fallen snow, hm?
What's the right incentive? [ there's a joke in here about death and little death, but he doesn't make it, shoulders shaking a little with laughter. he doesn't bother to dislodge him, though, letting molly squish as close as he likes. this personal space invasion has long since been fine. ]
And I'm sure they'll both sing your praises, anyhow. Well - at least, Qingxuan certainly will. Ming Yi doesn't seem the type - can't believe you managed to get him to go along with that.
Ah. You've seen right through my intentions. That was my plan all along. [ there's an amused little twinkle in gu yun's eye with that sarcastic remark, a bit of mischief on his face.
though, all cooped up close like this, it is easy to turn his head, ducking out of the way a bit to avoid bumping his nose too much, and press a kiss to his mouth. it's lingering, more familiar than the emotionally charged one of the day before, nice and easy. ]
[it's a little ridiculous how easy it is now. molly ruins it by laughing into it a bit, and then pressing it deeper, but if there's any pain he doesn't seem to care. only pulling back far enough that he's still leaning against his shoulder once it's over.]
... You know, you're the person I've probably kissed the most in my entire life. Moved onto the next town or the next bed every few days the rest of my time.
[ that... catches him off guard a little? gu yun looks briefly surprised, pink dusting his cheeks, as he fumbles for something to say in response for a moment, something in his chest doing a backflip over it. molly's got this way of shaking his composure, sometimes; it takes him a second to respond, with a soft huff of a laugh. ] Suppose there's something to be said for being trapped here.
[ a pause. gu yun glances away, at the wall across from them, and admits, quietly; ] ...It's the same for me, though.
[ there's really not a lot of time to go indulging about in the life of the marquis of order, period. there's definitely not a lot of time to go around kissing people, either. ]
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[please kinkshame them]
Omi seems to be involved with them both in some way. I-- wouldn't be shocked if tomorrow plays out rather like a lover's quarrel along the way.
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i'm exhausted. ]
Well. What is it they say? Envy causes waves on seas of vinegar? [ incredible. ] Talk about a crime of passion.
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[i am also just exhausted.]
... We should consider they may have killed each other.
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At least if there's no catchable killer, if that is the case, it'll be on them, and not on our failures. [ kinkshames.... ] For the record, when I mentioned impaling you yesterday, that was absolutely not how I meant it. To each their own, I suppose.
[ . . .
the. impaling comment reminds him. actually. hm. ] ... Before tomorrow, I do need to show you something. I suppose I could take a quick nap in one of these to fix it, but I'd rather not be trapped with red ink when I've done nothing wrong.
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face molly is making
is so much. just pure radiating gremlin instantly]
What have you got? Show me. Show me, show me. Show me. Show me. [Wheezing breath.] Show me.
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however, because he really doesn't want to be scapegoated (scapegoat me, everyone!) gu yun shifts to move off of where he was leaning against the bed and shrugs out of the top half of his silks, turning to face away from molly as he does so. they fall down to his waist, and
there on his lower back, is a sunburn
in the perfect shape of a hand. the only thing redder on him right now is probably his ears. ]
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then, very seriously, turning him around by the shoulders and facing him, claws gripping tightly.]
Zixi, I-- I know you're being set up for this crime. Fuck. Alright. We'll take care of this together. I think the only way to find who did this is to compare everyone's hand sizes to the shape of that print first thing. We'll round everyone up at trial and have them all put their hand on your back, right over the mark. Don't worry. I won't let them get away with this.
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[ HE'D SHOVE HIM OVER BUT HE'S HURT ]
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[coward, shove him.]
What the fuck even happened? Do I want to know? I feel like the story in my head is much funnier. Tell me! No, don't tell me.
No, tell me. I have to know. Fuck!
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[ no? anyway he's pulling his silks back up now and retying them back into place while pretending to be very deaf ]
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The vision in my head just keeps getting kinkier and kinkier!
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puts it right out there ]
Wrath and I slept together and it got out of hand. [ a beat. ] In hand, I suppose.
[ sometimes the hot fire girl gets into it and burns you on accident ]
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[he just
laughs until he has to go ow very softly and eventually catch his breath because wow just
a lot
really good.]
And you want to get rid of it? I had to get rid of all of mine this week and you're like, oh, Mollymauk, I'm ashamed of a beautiful woman leaving a mark on me!
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I'm not ashamed of it. [ his ears are very red though but that's just because he's a baby. it's not like doesn't have every other sexy injury under the sun, this one just sticks out!! ] Like you said, it's a particularly suspicious looking injury that can't be matched, and I don't really want to advertise to the entire place that I've been sleeping with Wrath. She deserves her privacy, since she's got a modicum more than the rest of us do, and she won't be there, either. Imagine one of those two comes up burnt to a crisp like Grell, and my alibi is "I've been fooling around with Wrath since the first week I've been here."
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Mm. I could slap you really hard over it? Bigger hand print. Or could you just avoid the ink, since you know it's there. Wear a feckin' glove, don't press on the needle.
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... hmmm. ] Wonder if these pods can fit two.
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[just putting his chin on gu yun's shoulder, reaching to tug on one of those red ears.]
I'm going to look so bare for trial. It'll be damaging for my reputation.
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especially considering, he lolls his head to look at him, and wiggles his eyebrows. ] I wonder how much room there is in there for movement...?
[ kidding. very kidding. snickering. ] Joking aside, your reputation's the last thing I'd worry about being damaged right now. Unless you'd like a reputation for wheezing in the sack, you'll just have to live with looking as pure as new fallen snow, hm?
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[molly? but he wheeze-laughs at the little dig, pushing his face against gu yun's neck, partially to escape cold hands.]
Shut up, or you'll actually hurt my feelings. I could perform just fine with one lung if given the right incentive.
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And I'm sure they'll both sing your praises, anyhow. Well - at least, Qingxuan certainly will. Ming Yi doesn't seem the type - can't believe you managed to get him to go along with that.
[ grats on your god threesome ]
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[snrk.]
Maybe you're the right incentive . . . ? All your impalement talk got to me, possibly.
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Ah. You've seen right through my intentions. That was my plan all along. [ there's an amused little twinkle in gu yun's eye with that sarcastic remark, a bit of mischief on his face.
though, all cooped up close like this, it is easy to turn his head, ducking out of the way a bit to avoid bumping his nose too much, and press a kiss to his mouth. it's lingering, more familiar than the emotionally charged one of the day before, nice and easy. ]
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... You know, you're the person I've probably kissed the most in my entire life. Moved onto the next town or the next bed every few days the rest of my time.
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[ a pause. gu yun glances away, at the wall across from them, and admits, quietly; ] ...It's the same for me, though.
[ there's really not a lot of time to go indulging about in the life of the marquis of order, period. there's definitely not a lot of time to go around kissing people, either. ]
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