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Castor, and be extension, Elzo, was a man who enjoyed company. Female company was the best in his mind, yet company overall, was something that he thrived off of. Interaction, mirth, sorrow- he was a people person, and waking up alone had never been a thing he'd liked.

So after a long stint of being alone, barring a few occasional nights of drunkenly crawling to cuddle his sibling by accident, (pure accident), waking to the soft, warm embrace of another person who wasn't immediately telling him 'get the ******** off of me you idiot drunk'?
It was a nice change of pace.

The voice made him smile and the question had him snorting a small laugh into his pillow. "Handsome- Okay Gorgeous." He propped himself up on his arm, his free hand going to brush her hair lazily. "Tell me where it hurts and I'll apply my special senshi technique. As for energy," he paused, "I don't know. I'm a physical senshi made and built for battle. As a man I do cardio and boxing. On both ends I have a higher stamina rate than most to start out with." He leaned further into the pillows with a mild grin.

"Why? Hoping to see if you could wear me down?"

His grin became a hair more mischievous as she used a few key words he could have turned right back on her so easily- yet he kept them in. He had to not go for all cheap jokes after all. "It's hurts- dang I guess I'll have to fix that with some very intensive care."

He let himself enjoy touching her, being with someone and not feeling. Pain was a bitter flavor. A memory he'd never escape. So he always let it get pushed back and away, smothered under a lie of that he'd accepted the cards fate had dealt him. He'd never accept this life- yet he'd never allow himself do fall into the trap he knew his walked the edge of. Be happy. Find happiness. The memory of a promise he knew he'd never be able to keep in full, yet in these small moments he'd allow himself that illusion.
Besides, she was open to what this was, to what it would mean. It wasn't feelings. It was comfort.

And he needed it- badly.
Plus the taste of her lips and the sound of a woman who enjoyed his attentions was always a good boost to his own ego. "Mmm, hope that helps." He gave her hip a tiny pinch, teasing. "Speaking of dancing we can't stay under the sheets all day. You probably have work?" He left it as a question. "Dancing is a sport in a way. You build a lot of good reflexes, push a different set of muscles and are more flexible. So what if you lack muscle? Not all battles are won by power after all."

Rolling, he stretched out, running a hand down his chest. "... Though they help when trying to impress cute girls."

A low hum of contentment, he enjoyed the view for a while, wondering if he had work himself- probably, given how Marlo had been complaining about this and that and yet that other thing. "I aim to give the best care. And- wait Eve?" He looked at her. "Eve, with a blond bob, a cute heart face, went to crystal and gets flowers on a weekly basis Eve?"

He stared, wondering if he's just gotten into a thing with his friend by lover extension.

He wasn't sure how he felt about that but- Reaching over to text his friend he felt he needed to confirm.





That done, he tossed the phone somewhere on the assorted sheets on the floor. "What did you want to know Gorgeous? Ive got nothing to hide." He motioned to himself. "Obviously. Or did you want to know about my.. tragic past that makes me all the more dashing and attractive of a prince charming?"

He laughed, which roared louder as he thought about it. Eve was with- and he was with- Part of him felt odd, knowing Eve of all people was sleeping with anyone, the other part of him was happy she was with someone and obviously, someone who'd look out for her in ways he knew he couldn't. "I wish." He shook his head, sitting up and debating what to have for breakfast. Three options. Room service, Marlo, or himself. He wasn't sure which to go for yet.

"I made her and Chronos pretty upset recently, given I'm inciting war among the senshi. But thats just another layer to my tragic tale." He smiled while he spoke, finding it more amusing to talk of himself that way.

Getting up, he didn't bother with pants, but he did put on a robe, offering on to her as well. Slippers included. "In my last life, I married a Mercury Knight, she was killed by her own people and died in my arms. I vowed to find her again and that whole.. deal. She's fated to me, and I to her. Love spans lifetimes, and destinies- However this life was not the life I promised her. The life we should have. Found her again, but she was corrupt. Purified, then corrupted again. She doesn't remember much of me. of Us."

He kept his emotions in check, practice with Marlo paying off. Only his eyes spoke of that sadness within him.

"My dad's a right a*****e, and my mother a drunk. Marlo's not my full brother by the way. Half. Also my cousin, if you can figure out just what dear ol mum did. But Dad has d**k cancer, Mom's dying of liver failure, grandparents want us to pop out babies with the most influential families we can get out dicks into. It's all very daytime TV drama. But, when I think about it, nothing matters when I think about what I am. Senshi and all."

He wanted a banana and oatmeal, that much Elzo had finally determined for breakfast.

"My d**k and a war can't be the highlights of your life Gorgeous. Give me a good memory. One that no magic could have given you. Also what you want for breakfast."

"Oh yeah?" Nadia grinned, wondering what the two would be like with each other. Eve was much more...and no offense to Elzo, but probably better them slumming it down with her and Elzo at the same time. It did dash her hopes of a epic threesome though.

"A troublemaker? Why am I not surprised Prince?" Methone didn't seem all that surprised at all, and though she didn't want to be on sides, she found herself rooting for the ice prince. Considering the man was the one she was attached to sort of.

She threw the robe on loosely, but gratefully slipped into the slippers and sighed at the softness of them. Such nice softness.

"I see. That is quite tragic." Methone paused, "And a loss for her side. For you to find her so long and for her to be so easily swayed away from you. But look at me rambling." She waved her hand. "Sorry, I don't mean to pry or offer my opinion."

She reached over, burying her hand gently in his hair. Really a tragic prince.

"I like sweet things for breakfast, but I will eat anything you make handsome." She shrugged.

"The first time I performed the black swan for Swan princess ballet is the most magical thing that happened to me. Highlight of my young career so far." She twirled, moving her arms and slipping into the form. "She was tragic and relatable and not. She was dark and twisted and corrupt and so so so beautiful it makes your heart ache. I was giddy...I was giddy when I got to play her. Almost broke my ankle from her pirouettes though. I got a little too focused to prove myself."

"Smart or fellow troublemakers." She winked, "We stick together don't we?" She chuckled a little and stretched. Really in all fairness, a man was entitled to his past, and Flora...Eve certainly had her own. Nadia was polyamarous, not obsessive and controlling.

"I see." And that was also a shame. Some women could handle things, some couldn't. It would forever be sad that something so beautiful and right could burn at the drop of a dime. But that was love, and Nadia mused, something that made Castor very broken and lovable.

"I'm still new to the whole concept Handsome.I'm not worried. Besides I have you, Flora AND Ash to help me out." She shrugged.

"Oh yeah, probably means you'll spoil me. I just managed to score." She winked. "Black swan, mmhmm...." She blinked, "Oh, well let's see...." Her next showing wouldn't be for a couple of weeks, as the main dancer for the white swan had injured herself and they were training the understudy.

"It'll be in two weeks or so. I can give you and Marlo tickets if you like?" She smiled. "Isn't he around somewhere?"

The slight prod earn a soft giggle and a push of hand away. "Excuse you sir." She muttered happily, "Taylor Swift? I would've never pegged you!" She rested her hands on the counter-top, determined to be silly and in his way the whole time.

"Roses, Oh dear, getting all romantic on me handsome, my heart.." She patted it gently, "I'll try not to bore you both then, Don't want to let my admirers down." She laughed as Elzo picked her up and spun her, enjoying for the moment, how easy and affectionate the man was.

"Is he jealous? I can never tell with his face." Nadia laughed again and blinked at the crude response she was sure Elzo got. Instead of responding to the man holding her, She laughed as she yelled at Marlo.

In Russian.

"Glupyy chelovek ! Ty mne tozhe nravish'sya!" She laughed again, kissing Elzo on the cheeks. "I am hungry, so very much so."