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 Posted: Sat Jan 19, 2013 12:38 pm
"Yeah, you just hug back. Wrap your arms around me and squeeze for however long you want." It was so cute and sad that Zar never hugged before that Calder just wanted to hug him even more out of pity. How could someone not hug Zar when he probably was a super cute scarling in his dad. He was judging you, Momma and Daddy-Zar. So much judging!
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Posted: Sat Jan 19, 2013 12:45 pm
Zar was monumentally awkward by nature and it took almost every bit of willpower he had to overcome the mountain of immobilising anxiety in his way and simply to allow himself to relax. It was as if all the awkward stiffness went out of his posture, melting into the hug, resting his chin on the kelpie's shoulder, the weight of his horns surprisingly significant, though he was careful not to jab him with them. His hands he curled against his back. He hadn't realised how much he needed this, just honest desperate contact, until he had it. And he didn't want to give it up, but did simply out of necessity, drawing a mental line at what he hoped was an acceptable duration before loosening his hold. He'd managed to resist the usual instincts to rove.
"Like that you mean?" he asked uncertainly.
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Posted: Sat Jan 19, 2013 12:52 pm
Calder sat back properly, placing his hands on his lap. "Yup. Just like that. I guess you could say the only real catch to a hug is to just receive it. That or give one in return. Either or. Hugs are like gifts anyways, and it makes you feel good giving them too. So like - gifts for both people!" He wasn't very eloquent with explaining it.
"You smell super good. Like a library. I keep forgetting demons have huge baths and things." Calder tended to spend lots of his time in Barth's baths, sniffing all his oils and shampoos, but would then go out to the swamps just for long swims and wind up smelling of water, earth, and dead leaves. Sometimes it was nice. Other times he wasn't. Luckily for Zar, Calder smelt like the better smelling swamps and not the ones that reminded you of rotted fish.
"Um....Your tail is awfully friendly." Calder said, pointing to his own tail which, seeing as Zar's tail was moving around back there, was brushing against his a**. Seeing as Zar's tail was sensitive, Calder didn't want to touch it.
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Posted: Sat Jan 19, 2013 1:06 pm
"Mutually beneficial arrangement." Zar offered, though it still seemed strange, there was a mutual benefit but it still felt like someone surely had to get the upper hand from this hug arrangement. He couldn't imagine two demons hugging, surely one would try and rob the other or stab the other in the back during the interaction - it was why any kind of physical congress was so risky between demons, you had to know where all the hands were, all the time.
He smiled at the compliment. "I do not actually bathe.", water was a fairly deep rooted terror for him. It did him no real harm other than to soak his wing "feathers" but he had always kept well clear of it, foreign and uninviting as it was. "I suppose I naturally smell this way, Nuru did not disapprove either and he had very powerful olfactory senses. You smell like the outdoors, like exotic locales." Places far outside his room.
Freezing in his musing about grand landscapes he had seen in books, he realised what his tail was up to. "Jack!" he snapped, hauling his tail away from Calder in a panic. "My apologies. My most sincere, heartfelt apologies, I cannot control it as I informed you earlier, but I understand if you hold me responsible for it's actions, I did not mean to intrude upon your gluteal space. It is one of the blights of being an Incubus. Oh that I was pumpkined a less licentious creature. "
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Posted: Sat Jan 19, 2013 1:12 pm
"You don't bathe?! That sounds horrible! I can't go a day without being in water. It just doesn't feel ....feel right!" He shivered at the very idea of being dry for too long. His coat would loose it's naturally gloss if he didn't let it take in at least a bit of algae. "You should try though. The swamps here are so thick and warm. You could bury right in the bottom and just sleep for hours. The mud just holds you close like a wet blanket." He hugged himself at the thought, something that might not have translated as comforting to the demon.
As Zar scrambled for his own tail, Calder just laughed it off. "Oh, it's fine just I think Barth would huff if your tail got too cuddly. That or I'd have to n** ya. I can understand instincts though. I can get pretty hands on water if I don't keep myself in check. I just have this urge to hold something under. Makes me crave a good stew. Something with lots of meat." He said, rambling before he reminded himself. "Oh! You're goods going to get cold! You can heat it up, but I've been gabbing and letting it go cold in the basket. I hope you like it."
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Posted: Sat Jan 19, 2013 1:27 pm
Zar held his tail firmly this time, determined not to let it go anywhere at all without his express permission. Even the bite of his own claws were steadying as he found a little of his self control once again. "I do not think I can swim. I used to suffer terribly at even being slightly damp." He spread one wing, now all jet black bone with only a few paper feathers growing here and there. "I am sure the first time I met you I had my full compliment of feathers. But they could not abide the damp. Now it does not matter so much, though I still doubt the capacity for heavy hooves and horns to be particularly buoyant. " A muddy swamp certainly did not sound like a grand excursion to the demon.
"Still I do apologise for my indiscretions. Indeed like you say, you are a monster in a relationship, I would not wish to upset Barth. I am fond of him and his most excellent inventions, I lament our friendship did not blossom as I may have wished either." He was glad at least Calder understood the draw of instinct and seemed perhaps a little less upset. "Indeed, if I do not manage to keep up a strict quota of work, I find myself in embarrassing and distracting moods and in a good mind to sink my claws into something soft." he shuddered in revulsion at his own nature, attempting once again to repress the discordant thoughts.
Food, yes the food was an ideal distraction he thought, and got to his hooves, retrieving one of the jars and eyeing it thoughtfully. "I do not have cooking facilities in here, a fire risk you understand given the quantity of paper I deal with, and a spillage risk." He opened the lid and using only his claws picked out a piece to taste, nodding in approval at the taste. He hadn't eaten in as long as he could remember, always keeping to the minimum energy requirement day to day.
"This is wonderful."
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Posted: Sat Jan 19, 2013 6:14 pm
He had many friends who spoke with such a high vocabulary and elegance that he sometimes just stared and listened. Sometimes, when Barth had the energy to talk longer than a few minutes and what was absolutely necessary, he could weave some rather impressive sentences. Even Malodore, though more technical, could toss out some scientific prose here and there. While Mal was an undead, it seems a lot of demons had this air about them, and sometimes Calder was thankful he read a lot of books growing up or else he might be at a loss of what to think.
He managed to hold onto the conversation rather well, and smiled. "Barth is hard to be friends with because he doesn't get out much. You have to put a lot of effort in showing up and he'll warm up to ya. I think he just gets jumpy around other demons. He's used to undeads and me. I don't know if demons just don't like other demons, but I don't think he has a lot of demon friends now that I think about it."
As Zar finally took a jar and ate, Calder held his breath until the compliment and his tail swished behind him. "Oh thank Jack. I never know if someone might not like the flavors. Barth likes em but he likes most anything he doesn't have to get, and all my friends are undeads so I can't cook for them. If you can't cook here then cause of all the dangers, I can bring you the extras I make in Barth's room. I tend to make more than I should." He never knew if Barth would be hungrier when he woke up or if he'd just nibble.
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Posted: Sat Jan 19, 2013 6:34 pm
Zar raised a brow. "You think so? I got the feeling he was highly aversive to me." Of course, for some reason, that just made harassing him all the more desirable, he wasn't sure why. It felt good to have someone who got jittery and respectful around him, someone who made him feel a little more than what he was - just the sycophantic servant of his father. "Though that could, as you say be some innate dislike demons have for others of our kind." he remembered the dangerous back and forth with Riley and smiled slightly. "I do not dislike demons though, I love other demons and their company. I enjoy the company of most individuals, it just happens to be that my own kind seem to react the most unpredictably."
He took another bite of the food, followed by another, surprisingly predatory when he ate, displaying none of the manners expected of a demon, all fangs and approving licking his lips. He didn't mention he wasn't enormously picky, when you ate nothing at all most of the time, anything tasted good. Still, he thought, if he had highly tuned tastes, Calder's food would still pass muster."It is very generous of you, I was in dire need of a pick me up."
His smile was still gentle but there was interest in his gaze as he asked "So you think I should visit Barth more to get him to like me?"
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Posted: Tue Jan 29, 2013 6:50 pm
"Oh yes! Visit all the time, but just say you're visiting me so he doesn't get huffy, and then he's sure to warm up to you after some time. I think he just needs to get used to you and know you better, and then he'll cool down. I think he worries I might make a contract with a demon again and gets on high alert when one shows up. That and with Christof being around too." He smiled, wondering if Barth was still sleeping.
"Especially if you like company. I love company. Being alone is the worst. If you ever need a pickup, just come over! I'm usually always at Barth's place now unless I'm going for a run. Do you go out for runs?"
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