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 Posted: Mon Oct 30, 2017 7:39 pm
If some is just babbling, they’re not hearing you at all. Well, what’s new there. More of the same. It left the next option down the list of what to do with a friend in need- give a hug. Panicked as he was, hugging Bus risked getting punched, or tossed, or whatever, but there was a little but of allowance for that. Haüyne steeled jaw and tried to give the captain a hug strategically around his arms to both give the hopefully calming swaddle sensation as well as avoid taking a fist to someplace by making it impossible to move said arms right away. “Don’t listen to s**t that youma puts forward. You stay you. You’re the captain of your ship, ey.” “I’m fine and I’m here. I’m still with you, man. Just like before. I’m right here with you. You just owe me a bite- I get to give you a hickey sometime. No bigs. “ At least he can still blush fine for all that cold-blooded run around. “We’re missing da movie, ey? You stay with me, I stay with you. We’ve got this.” But losing himself is. s**t, if it really can just take control without his say so that’s ********' terrifying.
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Posted: Tue Oct 31, 2017 6:17 pm
Pyro almost immediately froze as the senshi hugged him and he wondered why they would do that when he could look right down on their shoulder right now and see. He could SEE the damage he had done, almost could've done.
A small panicked gasp escaped and then he relaxed in their hold and the longer Hauyne held on, the more he felt the urge to reconcile back.
His arm came up and circled around them and he played with their long hair and made small sounds. "I just...don't wanna hurt you..." He tensed again, "Er...I mean...you can..." He backed up a bit and sheepishly looked at them even though he couldn't see see them before undoing the first part of his jacket, "I mean you can bite-Oh well ******** okay."
He dropped his head.
"I just...need to be stronger with him or something you know?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 07, 2017 10:04 am
Hugging it out was definitely a process. When there was no sock to the jaw, the super senshi was more than happy to go the due-process until the officer returned it at panicked less. “Not just stronger. Don’t give that youma an inch, cause it’ll take a mile, right? Got your proof even in what it thinks is ‘small.’ It wants to be in control, and if that happens, I’m not worried about you hurtin’ me, Bus. Griff. That thing get control it ain’t gonna matter how strong I hold onto you….dead or alive as I am. You’d be a youma. A full youma, that thing gets control, gets its way. Don’t leave me like that, okay? “ “You got this. You beat the venom already. It didn’t get your starseed, and it didn’t kill you, right? “ And it didn’t kill me. How much of that was your influence somehow, even if you don’t know how, when it was trying to finish you off, we’ll never know. You took a blow for me once, in that case. I’m not going to be afraid of you. It might kill me, but I can pay that. Borrowed time anyway since this happened to you and we both shoulda bit it. “Keep a hold of me just like I keep a hold of you. Side-by-side. s**t goes south, and you lose control a second sometime, hold onto that one thought- no eating, no breaking, just hold me. Our blackstar starseeds can handle being out a bit for fresh air. Just hold me, then wrestle back control and put me home again. “ Just hold me safe, and I’ll hold you. “You’re my best, Grif. Bus. Pyrophanite. ”
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2017 10:01 am
"It's so ******** hard man." He breathed out, "I just don't know why I can't do it right now. Its like when I am stressed out too, sometimes I black out and I wake up and s**t has happened." He shook his head, "I don't wanna become a full Youma. I don't want that." He gripped Haüyne, "Kill me before I do that, please. I don't want to be a full monster, I can handle being half of one, but don't let me become a full one!"
How long though, he had beat the venom but how much had he paid to do it?Would've it been better if he had just let it take him? Perhaps he could save Haüyne too again from that. He didn't want his friend to suffer.
"We can ask the General queen or something. I didn't get a chance to talk to Cinnabar." He frowned, "I don't know any other Half youma Generals. But...but maybe I can find one to help me out. I don't wanna keep fighting..." He rested his head on their shoulder. "I don't wanna let go of you dude, but if I am going to hurt you more, then we gotta....we gotta remember to okay? I'd rather die then hurt you."
He was being oddly sentimental and it was important that Haüyne understood, so he took their face in his hands and he stared at the corrupt.
"Get what I am saying okay? s**t goes south, you kill me first. No hard feelings, That's it."
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Posted: Mon Nov 13, 2017 4:05 pm
He just blacks ********. What do you do for that? But Pyro was going real far down the drain in thoughts instead of holding on to anything substantial or hopeful. ‘Half of one’- he thinks he’s a monster. The corrupted stared back from the hold of hands, then mirrored it with cerulean gloves and fingers on the other Captain’s cheeks. Moth set stolid, determined, and then Haüyne leaned in to try to lick him suddenly from chin to snout and snap him outta this funk with non sequitur. “Stop focussing on the dying, like its the only conclusion-YOU’RE GONNA BEAT THIS. YOU’RE NOT DYING ON ME, OR BY ME.”
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Posted: Wed Nov 15, 2017 11:25 am
The lick did exactly that and Pyro stared at the corrupt like....
"You're too much." He shoved the face aways, "I said if, wait did I say if? Besides, I don't wanna die or nothing. Not yet. Still need to uh...." Then he rubbed at his cheek a bit. "MOVING ON. That's a little gay dudechick. Why you licking my face?" Ivynian Hauyne's special attack is critical hit once more!
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Posted: Sun Nov 19, 2017 6:57 pm
PROGRESS. Appropriately cowed from The Dumbness, and back to something more feasibly Bus-self in trying to brush off a dirt stained pride. Haüyne paid no mind the push and took no offense, “Still need ta smoke dope? Buy cigarettes, liquer and a mag from a convenience store when you’re legal? Or try an make a move on tha’ Serpierite?” The corrupted circled hands and wrists like helicopters attached to windmills, “Dudechick means it gay if it you, and gay if it’s a chick, and gay if it’s a dudechick, so who am I gonna mack on that it ISN’T gay? And since when is gay bad anyway. Good feels is good feels- you’re my good feels, Bus. Take it or leave it, yo. But I yam what I yam, an you got up on my grill first. “ “I thiiiiink, “ this was punctuated by an exaggerated waggle of brows, “You can take that hot tongue action as just rewards?” 
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2017 6:25 pm
"I mean yeah, that s**t has its appeals." He scrunched up his face and leaned in, "Still need to go to the club! All my older friends went. I wanna go but...I don't know with this..." He gestured to his face that was covered in the red scales. "It'll probably ******** some people up-" He coughed and his eyes widened, "No!"
He hadn't made a move on any girls he use to talk to because of what he was. He trusted Haüyne cause they were a 100% real with him but...
"I MEAN, you're aren't wrong." He sat back on the palm of his hands and looked at them. "I never asked cause you know, I just figured Dudechick was the best, I don't mind..." He got a bit rosy cheeked again, "I mean, That wasn't fair, Snake made a move and I wanna make my own move so you know, you can't say I really made a move!!" He smiled, "Maybe I'll sneak move on ya, and you'll be like GAY. You got me this time."
"I'll take good feels Haüyne." He waggled brows back at them. "You wanna finish the movie? I think I'm a bit better, I won't try to bite you or nothing."
but just to make sure, he laid his hand just above where he bit them. "Sorry again..."
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Posted: Mon Nov 27, 2017 3:24 am
He's blushing. That was a good thing. Bus' thoughts were firmly out of Horrorsville and into the slightly less scarey woods of Deal With s**t. At least if only briefly. Coping mechanisms were in rare supply, insofar as the term wafted back to memory in some calming, pleasant, detached voice from some sunlit day in another life. Bus was back to thinking about movies and snakes and making moves. It was sweet, blushing on account of all people being Haüyne. Blushing and not so afraid of himself and instead of me. Rejection, I guess. I'm not pretty like those girls he looks at. Long planes and a square jaw and a nose like a blunted hatchet. I'm not cute. Not like him with curls and smile and even features. Scales are fine. They're like makeup. Like sequins. Shoulders never filled out, hips and waist like a board and not narrow and nice like a triangle. I'm not anything. Just weird. Just me. Whatever's been left and just....wandering around these halls trying to be helpful. Anyone who wants me around. Rejection. Floating weightless. Afraid all the time. Brilliant blue clouded and closed a moment, savoring the touch of hand wordlessly. Then Haüyne turned and craned to hopefully press too-weird, too-wide mouth against Griffon's arm or wrist or whatever could be gotten at, sleeve or no sleeve. Pressure and gesture were enough. I can make my own moves. I don't need to wait like a girl. Even if it's 'gay'. "Christmas isn't gonna save itself from Hans. Movie times~ Pizza times~"
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Posted: Thu Nov 30, 2017 3:47 pm
If Pyro thought Hauyne thought of themselves as anything BUT pretty, He'd hit them up the face with a paddle of realization. YA PRETTY HAUYNE. That was lucky on Pyro's part because he had always thought his best friend was special, look and personality wise.
He didn't have anyone like Hauyne in his life ever, and that was a thing that made him uncomfortable thinking about. If he didn't have them, then what would he be?
The mouth would lean spectacularly on his wrist which send a sure shiver right from the spot of impact all the way up his arm and down his spine. He recognized it as attraction and /need/ but took his arm away slowly enough. If Hauyne wanted to make moves too, he wouldn't stop them.
Everything about his body said that THIS was the time because, well he was a teenage boy. But he wrestled with how weird it'd be to bite the senshi in attempts to hurt them (devour them) and then go about doing a different devouring (hey those hot make outs) and justify it all in one night. The struggle was so real that he almost missed what they said before scooting his butt over to their original position and wrapping an arm around the senshi.
"I'm hungry." The teenager settled, clearly deciding that the highroad to this whole attraction was to stuff his face with pizza, instead of doing the exact thing he would've preferred. "For pizza. not your blood." He added and made the most stupidest move after the whole touching moment.
His hand slid into a pizza box and he bit into the piece to stuff his stupid face.
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Posted: Fri Dec 08, 2017 12:23 pm
Yehhhh, that’s what got us here in the first place. Bein’ the Hunger. Blushes and pizza. And for both of them pain, as much as the corrupted dared not admit so much in thought or voice. Blood wasn’t what the hand would have drawn out, or what any youma anywhere in the Rift licked their lips to get ahold of. Blood wasn’t what they were afraid of, unless, as Bus started deflecting it was specific blood flows and implications now. Cheese and bread, sauce and snakes all sealing up any opening against following up that arm from wrist to mouth. Haüyne took a moment to just breath and blink back a sudden flush of pain in the muscles around eyes and stinging against the inner corners. I don’t think he could see if I cried. But I’d really rather not. It wouldn’t do any good. It wouldn’t do either of us any good. The corrupted shifted back to sitting position, trying to get comfortable again. There was more awareness this time, strange and uneasy and electric. Watchfulness. Perhaps that was natural, after a near miss of dying, where there’d been no perception of danger before. Maybe the mistake was thinking anywhere was safe in the first place. It isn’t losing anything. There wasn’t safety to begin with. There’s no safety for Either of Us. What are we going to do... “ Keep goin’, man, there’s a whole pizza there we need to finish. “
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Posted: Sun Dec 10, 2017 7:10 pm
Pyro shoved the pizza in face, but he and he could feel Haüyne were both tense.
Both too aware.
Both too afraid to keep talking about it.
Both afraid to remind themselves that one of them was a ticking time bomb and the other was the match to the fire.
So they'd focus on the good, and what was left and take it day at a time. that's what Pyro told himself. He'd look into it. He heard half youma's had better control after eating starseeds (or it fed the hunger, something like that) so he'd do that until he could get the beast inside him chill.
And then like...maybe then, they could do something even better normal. Like a date or something stupid.
Do best friends date?
He didn't know. Ivynian OVO WE CAN WRAP IF YOU'D LIKE
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