Look, we're Twinsies!

[catamite]

Who: Anyone aboard the good ship Three Twins!
Broadcast: Why not??
Action: So much!
When: All month long!

[sure there's a medieval funtime land out there to play in, full of adventure and real food, but what's been shakin' behind the scenes on Three Twins? the audience would love to know!]

Comments

NO I AM THE LATEST

[serpentis]

I'm curious, don't get me wrong, but I'm afraid the story might disappoint me.

[He clarifies, and smiles, sliding into his comms chair and kicking his legs up on the console, robes draping around him, and he's undoubtedly posing.]

How have you been, by the by?

[catamite]

[oh, he likes it when Dorian flounces and poses like that. it's the sort of subtle thing that he's learned to pick up on, to put him a little at ease. it tells him that the other isn't bracing for some heavy conversation, so he doesn't either.

and with the way he's sitting sideways in his chair, with stilt-legs hanging over the arm of it, he's close enough to the way that Dorian is lounging that he unconsciously settles into much the same pose. except Dorian has beautiful robes draped around him, and Nel has stilts and not much else.]

Good. [as if he'd ever answer that question with anything else.] How about you? Been having fun on the planet?

[serpentis]

Oh, very much so. I've found a quaint little villa...you'll have to forgive me that I indulge in luxury when I can manage it. Not that the ship isn't cozy.

[He makes a small face when he says cozy, almost a smirk and a wrinkling of his nose, as if he were talking about something adorable and quaint.

He gives Nel a look, but it's only a look as he takes in the relative undress, and he raises a brow.]

I do feel overdressed for this conversation, relatively.

[catamite]

Oh... [he pauses in his breakfast so he can look down at himself, like he really needs to check exactly how many articles of clothing he's still wearing.]

Oh, yeah. [and he smirks and kicks his stilt-legs a little, already proud of himself for being able to use Dorian's own words in his explanation--] I like being cozy.

[serpentis]

[Dorian chuckles, shaking his head softly.]

You're an entirely curious one, Nel. I suppose it wouldn't be the Three Twins if one of us wasn't in a state of undress, though. At least we're consistent in that.

[catamite]

Oh yeah, I guess so. I didn't even think about that.

[he finishes his breakfast and stretches to nudge the bowl onto some important-looking console.]

You think other ships aren't like that?

[serpentis]

I get the impression they aren't as comfortable with casual nudity as we are.

[He shrugs, fussing with his mustache a bit, and then smirks at him.]

Could you imagine? I tend to think they're all rather like Vash, bundled up from head to toe. I suppose it's perfectly acceptable, if that's how they're comfortable with themselves. I'm thankful that, by and large, I don't have to concern myself too much with it.

[A SHRUG.]