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LAIOS ⟡ TOUDEN ([personal profile] vorous) wrote2024-07-08 01:14 pm
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KENSUKE
CHARACTER NAME Laios Touden
CIVILIAN NAME Aurel Koch
TEAM Everlight
HOUSING NUMBER 017
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[personal profile] gimu 2024-09-27 12:55 am (UTC)(link)
would you like to fuck? the food is optional but encouraged in this situation.
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[personal profile] gimu 2024-09-27 03:37 am (UTC)(link)
[ wow, why is he shouting? can it be called shouting in text form? is his brain shouting? how peculiar. but it's good of him to be so considerate in this to let choso know.

but, wait. why would such a thing matter? while he ponders this, choso runs up a search or two on diseases and their effects on sexual intercourse. ]


that's ok. i can't contract anything like that.
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[personal profile] gimu 2024-09-27 05:35 am (UTC)(link)
[ surely this must be a weird and rough time for laios-- or anyone, for that matter. this would be the perfect time for a gentle touch and a slow progression.

regrettably, it's choso, and he is busy reading about chlamydia on the side while he brain-texts his weird fish friend. ]


you have an excellent body and i enjoy the things you have to say most of the time.
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[personal profile] gimu 2024-09-27 03:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[ somehow, something is happening. ]

i do. you are strong and resist nature’s attempts to destroy you. you make catching fish look very easy. as i have found out, it is not, so this is very considerable.
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[personal profile] gimu 2024-09-27 03:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[ WHY? IS HE BLUSHING??? THIS IS THE PRAISE THAT GETS HIM?! ]

yes. the fish were also delicious and i gained essential knowledge about them. naturally, this placed you as my first choice in tonight’s activities.
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[personal profile] gimu 2024-09-27 04:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[ ?

oh. maybe he means death womb paintings. in which case, what would Eso and Kechizu have preferred…? hmm. it seems wrong to speak for them on this, so— ]


perhaps. i know i do.
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[personal profile] gimu 2024-09-27 05:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[ well, in the end, choso wasn’t one to turn down food, so he supposes it worked out all right either way. carnal relations took second place to laios-produced meals. that the guy is avoiding a straight answer doesn’t occur to choso at all. ]

oh, good. i was hungry that way too. where should i go to wait for you?
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[personal profile] gimu 2024-09-27 06:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[ well, calling the guy to everlight dorms would be counterproductive and may wake yuji. that wouldn’t do. there IS the blood room technically registered under choso’s name, so… ]

revelation 010. the door will be unlocked.

[ better take one of the roombas there just in case there’s leftover hazmat ]
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ACTION.

[personal profile] gimu 2024-09-27 08:32 pm (UTC)(link)
[ it’s a good thing, really, that laios takes his time; there is much for choso to do to prepare for his coming. the last time Revelation 010 was in use, it was to contain the blood storm choso had conjured while he flipped his lid (ha) over yuji’s open brain surgery. though the roombas had done an initial sweep to rid the place of the worst of it, the rusted red flaking in the corners and seams of the room were hard to miss even at first glance. if this place was going to admit visitors, it needed a touch-up very badly.

by the time laios shows up, there’s been… some improvement. the air still smells of iron and blood, but now too of konbu snacks and whatever sharp astringent he used as a cleaner. the high corners of the room have been rid of their crusty bits, the floors occupied by a roomba puttering around and eating up the flakes and slivers of solid reds that drop from the slowly-spinning web of blood hanging over their heads like a net.

hey. battling blood with blood worked when all of it was choso’s to begin with.

haloed by this horrorshow of living blood, choso glances over his shoulder with the sleeves of his LILITH greys rolled up to his elbows, pigtails jabbing at the air in defiance of gravity as ever. ]


Hello, Laios. It can go on the desk now.

[ the nice, clean desk, freshly scrubbed. ]

It smells good.

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