He grins as he takes the glass, taking a drink from it before dipping another strawberry into the chocolate and offering it up.
"As you wish..." Waiting for Emet-Selch to take the strawberry, he sips his drink again before picking up one of the plates with chocolate cake on it. Who knows if any of this will go with wine, he's just eating whatever he feels like eating.
"So which do you think will happen first? Either I will become incredibly nauseous from the mixture of food, or I will become incredibly drunk from the wine because that meal was inadequate."
He leans in once more, using his free hand to hold Hythlodaeus' steady as he bites onto the strawberry and once again sucks it into his mouth, taking the extra time to lick melted chocolate from one of Hythlodaeus' fingers before letting go and moving to stand up. His friend had the right idea- the clothes may look great but are not that great to relax in.
"Likely the first, though I would prefer the second." He responds idly as he works to remove his jacket, tie and a few buttons of his shirt before sitting back down. Being drunk sounds better than throwing up. "Being nauseous sounds like a mess for everyone involved. And I'd joke about taking advantage of you while drunk, but considering you stripped before the glass even reached your hand..."
"How about we aim for a happy medium, hmm?" As if to enforce the point, Emet-Selch grabs a fork to take a bite of the lemon cake before leaning back against the headboard and grabbing his glass of wine again. Though if Hythlodaeus wants to eat until he vomits it up, or get so trashed he can no longer sit up, it doesn't really matter to him. Emet-Selch is just happy they can enjoy this time together in relative peace and the happy, safe and lighthearted atmosphere they have created for themselves here.
"A happy medium it is, then." He eats another strawberry before grinning.
"It likely need not be said, but you could take advantage of me any time." He slides his way next to Emet-Selch with the rest of the strawberries and chocolate, setting his wine on the stand beside the bed for now. He's content to snack on these for the time being, though he soon notices a small radio on the nightstand and gets distracted pressing buttons.
"How exactly do you- oh." Soft music fills the room, though not very loud- likely it's just for ambience, and after a moment he shrugs and goes back to eating, now humming to the music contentedly. He soon leans against his friend, closing his eyes for a moment while he enjoys his company.
"Oh I plan to, later." Once they've had their fill of food and drink. A luxurious room with a stunning view, it would be a shame to waste it.
Hythlodaeus moves closer after messing with the radio and Emet-Selch slips an arm around him, to make it more comfortable for the both of them as they take a moment to relax with each other, appreciating the light music which is now playing. After another long sip of wine he sets the glass down beside him on the side table, before picking up one of the smaller strawberries and eating it, before reaching for another.
"Open." It's said expectantly, as he coats the fruit in chocolate and holds it up in front of his friend's mouth.
He opens his mouth obediently, biting at the fruit before plucking the last one from the bowl and dipping it in the chocolate. He holds it up to Emet's mouth, but then taps it against his nose, laughing at the chocolate smear it leaves behind. As if he wasn't going to do that once, at least...
"Heheh... how messy." He'll be good and hold the strawberry still this time, still chuckling. Though his gaze turns fond, after a moment.
"We should do more together like this. There's a whole world to explore, and countless desserts to try I'm sure."
More guests than the two with you already? Well, then. Here I thought you'd be attempting to keep from crowding, but I'm assuming this means you'll be looking for a bigger place?
[ Yes, this does mean she's letting the subject of Fandaniel and Hermes drop for a moment. ]
"You can hardly call it a mess when you do it deliberately you know." He sighs a little, brushing the back of his hand across his nose to remove the chocolate as he takes the fruit, cautiously, for he half expects it to be pulled away at the last moment.
On to the next contender. He reaches down the bed for the lemon cake he had taken a bite of earlier before settling in again, taking a forkful from it and letting the plate sit in front of them.
"We can, and should. Besides the city proper, and the sky station, prior to your arrival I only visited Primavera and its hotsprings, which was.." He pauses for just a moment, for how do you even begin to describe that mess? "an experience, certainly." Perhaps the less said, the better.
"There is plenty more to see. And considering recent events, it would perhaps do us good to see it, if this is to be our home for now." A phrase that still feels odd to say. 'Home' has not been a thing for a long, long, time. But if something were to go wrong, they need to know as much about this world as possible. Plus, it may even be a little fun.
"Or, you can simply fulfill your wish of gorging on sugar until you vomit, on every island this star has to offer."
That is the plan, considering this current living arrangement is far to small for so many of us, and I shall never hear the end of it if I decide to kick them all out.
[Not that he would ever do that. But they certainly all need their own space, as well as space for stuff if this is to be their home now.]
Likely I will purchase some land and go from there, but that is an issue for another time when- one moment. [Muffled yelling can be heard for a moment as well as weird squawking, seems as though the bairn and the shoebill are provoking each other and Emet-Selch is trying to intervene.]
Anyway as I was saying- a problem which needs working on over the coming weeks.
I had hoped this place saw fit to make you dissipate and send you back to where you belong, but it seems none of us are going to get what we want from this star are we now.
What do you want. Have you really nothing better to do that these childish games?
I saw it all. Once again, great job on the moon by the way, for ruining literally everything we strived for. How does it feel to know it was all for naught?
And what can I say? The intention was never to remain and find out. I think, all things considered, I got some of what I wanted. Which is more than can be said of others.
Like your great grandson. Why I'm sure the Warrior of Light is still stringing him along on a merry chase.
"Hmm. It isn't a mess if I do it deliberately? Understood."
Yes, he knows that's not what Emet-Selch meant. He's going to be a shit about it anyway. He takes to dipping his finger in the chocolate dip and sucking at it idly, smiling at the mention of home. It's not Amaurot, but it's what they have and he would rather be grateful for that than upset at what he misses.
"As long as we are together, I will be happy. There is little more I could ask for." Though he does understand that here, they aren't guaranteed tomorrow. All the more reason to appreciate the time they spend together, he thinks.
Despite his obsessions with Etheirys' current champion and the willingness he would more than likely show to pursue them once more, it would be hard to do when dead.
You wouldn't, though. Not when they're dear friends.
[ Fondly. Don't even pretend, Emet-Selch. But she does giggle a bit at the sounds, before she shakes her head. ]
Hythlodaeus brought the Bairn created by you and him over to my place. They were playing quite well, together- with the ones I had with you both. But I suppose 'tis best they spend more time with you until it is time to depart... you'll miss them once they leave.
Emet-Selch groans. He knows that his friend knew exactly what he meant by it, but of course he has to twist the meaning. When he thinks Hythlodaeus is not looking he dips his own finger into the left over chocolate, smearing it quickly over the other's cheek before retracting his hand. For no reason other than to be annoying in retaliation, because he can.
"We can be here together, but there are many things about it that I am not happy about." Ah, that came out wrong and it has him flinching internally. He quickly follows up on it with some elaboration.
"That is to say, our current living arrangements are not sustainable in the long run, so some time soon we should have a serious talk about finding someplace else with more space." They may all be good friends but Hades especially needs his space, being in a confined space means it would not take long for he and Azem to start getting on each other's nerves.
"Then there is the matter of last week. I don't intend to be caught out like that again. This star sapped me of my aether reserves and I intend to fully replenish them, no matter how much effort it takes." Yes he knows it is tied to manna here and the implications of such a feat, which is why he follows it up with a judging look.
"And yes before you even say it, I am well aware of how that sounds. Especially so when said to someone currently mostly naked on a bed with me. But I am serious. If I must even subject myself to being bored to death while holding hands with an acquaintance as we discuss the weather, then so be it." Hythlodaeus should know better than anybody that once Hades sets his mind to something, he will fully invest in it no matter what it takes.
"Oh-" He snorts, wiping his cheek with the back of his hand. Still, Hades seems to want to say more, so he pauses to let him finish before humming thoughtfully.
"I do not doubt your commitment. And you know that I will help you however I can- whether it be just holding your hand or more." Even leaning against him like this generates a small amount of Manna. "You need simply ask." He presses a soft kiss to his cheek, to illustrate his point.
"We can speak more on moving when the three of us are together, however. It would be rude not to include Azem in such a discussion." On that note, he dips his finger in the chocolate again and wipes it on his friend's jaw. If Emet-Selch wants to start a war with the chocolate, well, Hythlodaeus can only retaliate, right?
"Well of course I wasn't suggesting we move now. We will consult her, though I intend to do it anyway." He does not think it the case, but if Hythlodaeus and Azem did not want to move, then they are welcome to stay in the tiny apartment. He's taking the bird though.
Which is all he has to say on the matter currently, because once again he finds himself with chocolate covering part of his face.
"Oh really? You're going to be like this?" This time he grabs hold of Hythlodaeus' hand before it moves too far away, pulling it close to his own face and using it to try and wipe the chocolate away. "And here I was going lenient on you for starting it in this first place."
The smart thing to do would be to admit defeat and not escalate the situation. But guess what, Emet-Selch has never been good at either of those things. No, instead he chooses to do the opposite, dipping several fingertips into the chocolate and wiping them off on his friend's chest.
"Now we're even." If you are talking about the number of chocolate-smearing actions, and definitely not the amount of chocolate used..
"Well, I will come with you, of course." As if that was up for debate.
Laughing, he simply dips his own fingers back into the chocolate and gets onto his knees, shoving his hands into the open portion of Emet's shirt to leave the chocolate there.
"Oh? Afraid of losing?" He knows how to rile his friend up, and he grins. "You know better than to think I'm backing off after that..." Nevermind the fact that he just got chocolate on his shirt.
"Losing? Me?" Treasure the thought. He now has chocolate on his chest and in honesty it is a little uncomfortable with the way it makes his shirt stick to his skin, but that does not matter right now as there are more important things to focus on.
Emet-Selch may look annoyed for a moment but it quickly transforms into a smirk as he too shifts to his knees, throwing his weight against his friend as a distraction as he scoops up some chocolate before smudging it over both of his cheeks.
"Going to give in yet?" he quickly shuffles back to his original position, but not before swiftly grabbing the bowl and bringing it along, where it is currently being held behind him. Nobody said he had to play fair.
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Date: 2022-02-17 07:55 am (UTC)From:"As you wish..." Waiting for Emet-Selch to take the strawberry, he sips his drink again before picking up one of the plates with chocolate cake on it. Who knows if any of this will go with wine, he's just eating whatever he feels like eating.
"So which do you think will happen first? Either I will become incredibly nauseous from the mixture of food, or I will become incredibly drunk from the wine because that meal was inadequate."
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Date: 2022-02-18 08:03 am (UTC)From:"Likely the first, though I would prefer the second." He responds idly as he works to remove his jacket, tie and a few buttons of his shirt before sitting back down. Being drunk sounds better than throwing up. "Being nauseous sounds like a mess for everyone involved. And I'd joke about taking advantage of you while drunk, but considering you stripped before the glass even reached your hand..."
"How about we aim for a happy medium, hmm?" As if to enforce the point, Emet-Selch grabs a fork to take a bite of the lemon cake before leaning back against the headboard and grabbing his glass of wine again. Though if Hythlodaeus wants to eat until he vomits it up, or get so trashed he can no longer sit up, it doesn't really matter to him. Emet-Selch is just happy they can enjoy this time together in relative peace and the happy, safe and lighthearted atmosphere they have created for themselves here.
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Date: 2022-02-18 02:05 pm (UTC)From:"It likely need not be said, but you could take advantage of me any time." He slides his way next to Emet-Selch with the rest of the strawberries and chocolate, setting his wine on the stand beside the bed for now. He's content to snack on these for the time being, though he soon notices a small radio on the nightstand and gets distracted pressing buttons.
"How exactly do you- oh." Soft music fills the room, though not very loud- likely it's just for ambience, and after a moment he shrugs and goes back to eating, now humming to the music contentedly. He soon leans against his friend, closing his eyes for a moment while he enjoys his company.
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Date: 2022-02-18 07:40 pm (UTC)From:Hythlodaeus moves closer after messing with the radio and Emet-Selch slips an arm around him, to make it more comfortable for the both of them as they take a moment to relax with each other, appreciating the light music which is now playing. After another long sip of wine he sets the glass down beside him on the side table, before picking up one of the smaller strawberries and eating it, before reaching for another.
"Open." It's said expectantly, as he coats the fruit in chocolate and holds it up in front of his friend's mouth.
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Date: 2022-02-19 05:54 am (UTC)From:"Heheh... how messy." He'll be good and hold the strawberry still this time, still chuckling. Though his gaze turns fond, after a moment.
"We should do more together like this. There's a whole world to explore, and countless desserts to try I'm sure."
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Date: 2022-02-19 07:34 am (UTC)From:And I am no longer answering these unless you intend to make a point somewhere.
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Date: 2022-02-19 07:41 am (UTC)From:[What guest? He will not say. Especially when the mention of Hermes and Fandaniel changes the tone of the conversation.]
I am aware they are here. And yes I've run into them. Let's just leave it as that for now.
[Things are Complicated and have not been addressed yet.]
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Date: 2022-02-19 07:48 am (UTC)From:[ Yes, this does mean she's letting the subject of Fandaniel and Hermes drop for a moment. ]
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Date: 2022-02-19 09:02 am (UTC)From:On to the next contender. He reaches down the bed for the lemon cake he had taken a bite of earlier before settling in again, taking a forkful from it and letting the plate sit in front of them.
"We can, and should. Besides the city proper, and the sky station, prior to your arrival I only visited Primavera and its hotsprings, which was.." He pauses for just a moment, for how do you even begin to describe that mess? "an experience, certainly." Perhaps the less said, the better.
"There is plenty more to see. And considering recent events, it would perhaps do us good to see it, if this is to be our home for now." A phrase that still feels odd to say. 'Home' has not been a thing for a long, long, time. But if something were to go wrong, they need to know as much about this world as possible. Plus, it may even be a little fun.
"Or, you can simply fulfill your wish of gorging on sugar until you vomit, on every island this star has to offer."
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Date: 2022-02-19 09:13 am (UTC)From:[Not that he would ever do that. But they certainly all need their own space, as well as space for stuff if this is to be their home now.]
Likely I will purchase some land and go from there, but that is an issue for another time when- one moment. [Muffled yelling can be heard for a moment as well as weird squawking, seems as though the bairn and the shoebill are provoking each other and Emet-Selch is trying to intervene.]
Anyway as I was saying- a problem which needs working on over the coming weeks.
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Date: 2022-02-19 06:03 pm (UTC)From:How much of anything did you see after the jaunt to the First?
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Date: 2022-02-19 09:24 pm (UTC)From:Un: Larrior of Wight
Date: 2022-02-19 09:27 pm (UTC)From:Better?
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Date: 2022-02-19 11:15 pm (UTC)From:What do you want. Have you really nothing better to do that these childish games?
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Date: 2022-02-19 11:18 pm (UTC)From:I've just asked you what I want. I'd expect such ignorance from stuffy old Elidibus, not you. How much do you know?
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Date: 2022-02-19 11:24 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2022-02-19 11:28 pm (UTC)From:And what can I say? The intention was never to remain and find out. I think, all things considered, I got some of what I wanted. Which is more than can be said of others.
Like your great grandson. Why I'm sure the Warrior of Light is still stringing him along on a merry chase.
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Date: 2022-02-20 03:04 am (UTC)From:Yes, he knows that's not what Emet-Selch meant. He's going to be a shit about it anyway. He takes to dipping his finger in the chocolate dip and sucking at it idly, smiling at the mention of home. It's not Amaurot, but it's what they have and he would rather be grateful for that than upset at what he misses.
"As long as we are together, I will be happy. There is little more I could ask for." Though he does understand that here, they aren't guaranteed tomorrow. All the more reason to appreciate the time they spend together, he thinks.
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Date: 2022-02-20 04:33 am (UTC)From:Or is that new information for you?
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Date: 2022-02-20 04:42 am (UTC)From:[ Fondly. Don't even pretend, Emet-Selch. But she does giggle a bit at the sounds, before she shakes her head. ]
Hythlodaeus brought the Bairn created by you and him over to my place. They were playing quite well, together- with the ones I had with you both. But I suppose 'tis best they spend more time with you until it is time to depart... you'll miss them once they leave.
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Date: 2022-02-20 04:58 am (UTC)From:"We can be here together, but there are many things about it that I am not happy about." Ah, that came out wrong and it has him flinching internally. He quickly follows up on it with some elaboration.
"That is to say, our current living arrangements are not sustainable in the long run, so some time soon we should have a serious talk about finding someplace else with more space." They may all be good friends but Hades especially needs his space, being in a confined space means it would not take long for he and Azem to start getting on each other's nerves.
"Then there is the matter of last week. I don't intend to be caught out like that again. This star sapped me of my aether reserves and I intend to fully replenish them, no matter how much effort it takes." Yes he knows it is tied to manna here and the implications of such a feat, which is why he follows it up with a judging look.
"And yes before you even say it, I am well aware of how that sounds. Especially so when said to someone currently mostly naked on a bed with me. But I am serious. If I must even subject myself to being bored to death while holding hands with an acquaintance as we discuss the weather, then so be it." Hythlodaeus should know better than anybody that once Hades sets his mind to something, he will fully invest in it no matter what it takes.
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Date: 2022-02-20 05:53 am (UTC)From:"I do not doubt your commitment. And you know that I will help you however I can- whether it be just holding your hand or more." Even leaning against him like this generates a small amount of Manna. "You need simply ask." He presses a soft kiss to his cheek, to illustrate his point.
"We can speak more on moving when the three of us are together, however. It would be rude not to include Azem in such a discussion." On that note, he dips his finger in the chocolate again and wipes it on his friend's jaw. If Emet-Selch wants to start a war with the chocolate, well, Hythlodaeus can only retaliate, right?
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Date: 2022-02-20 06:42 am (UTC)From:Which is all he has to say on the matter currently, because once again he finds himself with chocolate covering part of his face.
"Oh really? You're going to be like this?" This time he grabs hold of Hythlodaeus' hand before it moves too far away, pulling it close to his own face and using it to try and wipe the chocolate away. "And here I was going lenient on you for starting it in this first place."
The smart thing to do would be to admit defeat and not escalate the situation. But guess what, Emet-Selch has never been good at either of those things. No, instead he chooses to do the opposite, dipping several fingertips into the chocolate and wiping them off on his friend's chest.
"Now we're even." If you are talking about the number of chocolate-smearing actions, and definitely not the amount of chocolate used..
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Date: 2022-02-20 07:08 am (UTC)From:Laughing, he simply dips his own fingers back into the chocolate and gets onto his knees, shoving his hands into the open portion of Emet's shirt to leave the chocolate there.
"Oh? Afraid of losing?" He knows how to rile his friend up, and he grins. "You know better than to think I'm backing off after that..." Nevermind the fact that he just got chocolate on his shirt.
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Date: 2022-02-20 08:10 am (UTC)From:Emet-Selch may look annoyed for a moment but it quickly transforms into a smirk as he too shifts to his knees, throwing his weight against his friend as a distraction as he scoops up some chocolate before smudging it over both of his cheeks.
"Going to give in yet?" he quickly shuffles back to his original position, but not before swiftly grabbing the bowl and bringing it along, where it is currently being held behind him. Nobody said he had to play fair.