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The woman nods, regal and sedate.
And then the scenery simply changes around you. No longer in the water, no longer wet, simply standing in a large room.
It is not... An empty room.
The room is filled, piled, strewn, and stuffed with corpses. Blood is up to your ankles and on a mountain of the dead is a throne of skulls and bones, and on the throne is a man, and that man is bound in chains that stretch to the ceiling like a puppet's strings.
And then the scenery simply changes around you. No longer in the water, no longer wet, simply standing in a large room.
It is not... An empty room.
The room is filled, piled, strewn, and stuffed with corpses. Blood is up to your ankles and on a mountain of the dead is a throne of skulls and bones, and on the throne is a man, and that man is bound in chains that stretch to the ceiling like a puppet's strings.
The shirt comes off easily, both do in fact. Almost with the dream logic of they're there than gone but not quite. It's just... Easy. Crow wants the shirts off, off they go.
Rean slides his palms over Crow's chest, thumbing his nipples and nipping his collarbone.
Rean slides his palms over Crow's chest, thumbing his nipples and nipping his collarbone.
[ Soul/dream logic is awesome and Crow is a huge fan. He's noticed the ease of it of course, but his attention is on Rean and not on wondering the minutiae of how that works.
Crow makes a shamelessly lewd, turn-on sound at both the little nips at his collarbone and the thumbs toying with his nipples. He slides his palm down to grind against Rean's cock, above his pants, before he works on easily removing those too. ]
Crow makes a shamelessly lewd, turn-on sound at both the little nips at his collarbone and the thumbs toying with his nipples. He slides his palm down to grind against Rean's cock, above his pants, before he works on easily removing those too. ]
...I told myself for a long time that it would be okay if I never confessed my feelings. I didn't want them to become a burden on you, if you couldn't return them. And I was scared.
[But a lot has happened to her. She understands regret a little better. And she's never going to get a better chance than this.]
But... even if it's just here and you don't remember it-- I want to say it at least once. I want you to know.
[He deserves it. And so does she. At the very least, the closure.]
I love you.
[But a lot has happened to her. She understands regret a little better. And she's never going to get a better chance than this.]
But... even if it's just here and you don't remember it-- I want to say it at least once. I want you to know.
[He deserves it. And so does she. At the very least, the closure.]
I love you.
[ Thanks heart. Crow nips at Rean's jaw before responding. ]
Yeah, Rean...?
Yeah, Rean...?
[LANDSCAPE STOP DOING THAT, THAT'S VERY UNNERVING WHEN HE'S TRYING TO BE CALM!!!!]
Then....is he in danger? Is there a point to this? Does he need help or Malice is gonna eat him?
Then....is he in danger? Is there a point to this? Does he need help or Malice is gonna eat him?
"Towa..."
He takes one of her hands, gently, and lifts it to place her palm over his heart.
"I don't remember you. Not well. But I want you to understand how I feel. And I don't think words will really work."
There are feelings, from him. They're his feelings. Fondness and affection and just a bit of well, being turned on. Just a little. But mostly, overwhelmingly, there's respect and protectiveness and friendship and indeed love. Joy at the confession. Flustered and unsure. But they're confused feelings too. They're feelings that don't know exactly why they exist, but they do exist. He's felt them and he knows they're real.
"I knew when I met you again that you were someone special to me. But I also don't remember what we shared. I can't change what I don't know, but I do want to get to know you again. And hearing you say that makes me beyond happy.
I don't know if I'll remember anything you do here. Anything you've said.
Outside of this place I don't have the advantage of feeling and understanding you like I do here. You might have to be patient with me, I can be a real idiot. And you might have to be patient because I want to get to know you again. But even if this is asking a lot, can I ask you to tell me that again? Not here, but outside."
He takes one of her hands, gently, and lifts it to place her palm over his heart.
"I don't remember you. Not well. But I want you to understand how I feel. And I don't think words will really work."
There are feelings, from him. They're his feelings. Fondness and affection and just a bit of well, being turned on. Just a little. But mostly, overwhelmingly, there's respect and protectiveness and friendship and indeed love. Joy at the confession. Flustered and unsure. But they're confused feelings too. They're feelings that don't know exactly why they exist, but they do exist. He's felt them and he knows they're real.
"I knew when I met you again that you were someone special to me. But I also don't remember what we shared. I can't change what I don't know, but I do want to get to know you again. And hearing you say that makes me beyond happy.
I don't know if I'll remember anything you do here. Anything you've said.
Outside of this place I don't have the advantage of feeling and understanding you like I do here. You might have to be patient with me, I can be a real idiot. And you might have to be patient because I want to get to know you again. But even if this is asking a lot, can I ask you to tell me that again? Not here, but outside."
[hey so what she wants to do, what she needs to do, is break those chains, which she'll do by freezing some carefully and then shattering them, careful not to hurt him.]
So why are you here? Just to be vaguely mysterious?
[YOU ARE FRUSTRATING SIR.]
[This is also a good alternative to murdering feelings.]
[BE PUT UPON AND ANNOYED BY ECCENTRIC PEOPLE.]
[YOU ARE FRUSTRATING SIR.]
[This is also a good alternative to murdering feelings.]
[BE PUT UPON AND ANNOYED BY ECCENTRIC PEOPLE.]
He chuckles again, amused.
"You simply aren't asking the right questions. But no, I am not here for that. I am here because part of me will always be here. If you wished to speak to someone else you need only think it. As I have said, you will affect what you find."
"You simply aren't asking the right questions. But no, I am not here for that. I am here because part of me will always be here. If you wished to speak to someone else you need only think it. As I have said, you will affect what you find."
Well...
[ Crow thinks about it. He likes being a little toppy sometimes and would certainly enjoy the hell out of banging Rean into the table but what he really wants right now is for Rean to tie him up to something and tease him to the edge of his arousal until Rean decides he wants to let him come. And then Rean would ride him, hard and fast until they both come all at once. ]
[ Crow thinks about it. He likes being a little toppy sometimes and would certainly enjoy the hell out of banging Rean into the table but what he really wants right now is for Rean to tie him up to something and tease him to the edge of his arousal until Rean decides he wants to let him come. And then Rean would ride him, hard and fast until they both come all at once. ]
Don't lie to my face, because you're continuing on that being vaguely mysterious train. [Can you FEEL his judgement, not!Rean's dad? Because he's actually got a good judging dad stare.]]
Why did you show up then? It's never gone well when I learn about people's dads.
Why did you show up then? It's never gone well when I learn about people's dads.
[Just to be able to stand there and feel those things coming from him and know that they were directed at her was more than she could have ever asked for. If there's one thing she wants to hold on to, it's this. For once, her feelings aren't one-sided.]
I know... and that's okay. Before now, I never even imagined saying them out loud, much less to you. Even if you don't remember this-- even if you never remember me more than you do now... it's okay. My feelings aren't ever going to change. You're still exactly the same person I fell in love with.
No matter what happens, I want to stay by your side. I know there are a lot of people that support you that can do more for you then I can. But I want to be there.
[The idea of saying it for real, on the outside, is still a little scary. But-- that's not the strongest feeling she gets from it anymore. It's more like... excitement. Some of it is nervous excitement but a lot of it is happy.]
If you want me to say it again... I will. I promise. I'll say it as many times as you want me to.
I know... and that's okay. Before now, I never even imagined saying them out loud, much less to you. Even if you don't remember this-- even if you never remember me more than you do now... it's okay. My feelings aren't ever going to change. You're still exactly the same person I fell in love with.
No matter what happens, I want to stay by your side. I know there are a lot of people that support you that can do more for you then I can. But I want to be there.
[The idea of saying it for real, on the outside, is still a little scary. But-- that's not the strongest feeling she gets from it anymore. It's more like... excitement. Some of it is nervous excitement but a lot of it is happy.]
If you want me to say it again... I will. I promise. I'll say it as many times as you want me to.
[fjesijrfjoiejf]
[Going red at that because he knows Rean likes me, but it's???? An actual crush?!?!?!?!]
[Hello all the flustered feelings.]
....it wasn't much of an ethical crisis. Situation, maybe, but not a crisis. Whose El-Prado and Ordine?
[Going red at that because he knows Rean likes me, but it's???? An actual crush?!?!?!?!]
[Hello all the flustered feelings.]
....it wasn't much of an ethical crisis. Situation, maybe, but not a crisis. Whose El-Prado and Ordine?
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