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[timelysteward]

[Does this look like a harassed clock with a human face? Does it? Good, because it's Cogsworth, sitting in front of a window on the Marvisa and he looks like he just swallowed about a half a dozen lemons. In his tiny brass hands he is holding a piece of paper, and he keeps fiddling with it, shifting it between his two hands.

He puts one brass hand up to his mouth, clears his throat, and then fumbles with the paper for a moment. Could he be ... nervous? It's possible.

Lips pressed together, the time hands on his face twitching, he states flatly.]

Hello. My name is Cogsworth and I am a ... [now he has to look at the word.] Ho-mo-sexual. I realize that I am a ... clock, but I assure you that I am not a ho-mo-sex-ual clock, but a ho-mo-sex-ual man. I have been ... told. Rigorously.

[Here he is glowering.]

That I need to ... 'embrace' this. So. If there are any ... individual males who would not mind ... being complimented by a ... human clock, then, ah. Please! Come forward.

[Okay he'll try a smile but it's more of a sheepish grimace at this point. God help him.]

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[timelysteward]

Oh, well ... I have known I liked men for quite some time, honestly. I just. Couldn't admit to it. Not in way that I wanted to. Or thought I could.

[A long sigh, from this tiny clock.]

I live in a ... place where you cannot be yourself. Quite literally.

[mrfancyhat]

Oh, I get it. I'm from a world like that too.

[Or, well, majority of it being job related, but he wasn't about to get into that conversation.]

Having to do what's expected of you. That kind of thing. I'm really not good at it.

[A pause.]

But that's not what this is about! I have to admit, for a moment I thought you were going to confess your love for someone.

[He has a "someone" in his mind he expected, but he wasn't getting into that either.]

[timelysteward]

I was ... very good at it. Well at least until my - until Lumiere found out. And he was annoying about it. As Always.

[a good-natured grumble, at that.]

... OH, I would never do that. He would never - I mean - no. No. Things are best as they are.

[mrfancyhat]

Uh-huh. I'm not surprised to hear that about that guy.

[He's not sure whether to be amused by Lumiere in this situation or annoyed, because if he were in Cogsworth shoes he would definitely be annoyed! Buuuut... it's not him right now so it's a little funny...

Okay, he laughs a little after all.]

Don't worry; I'm not about to pry.

[timelysteward]

He is, as always, a handful.

[A sheepish look, before he remembers.]

Ah, well good ...and you have a very handsome smile.

[He is getting so good at this!]

[mrfancyhat]

[Goody! Compliments are one of his favorite things! He definitely didn't need his ego fed when he is confident with his looks, but he's looking to have his ego fed anyway.]

Just my smile is handsome?

[timelysteward]

What? Oh no, you seem to be overall quite attractive. You have ... a cheeky rakish air. Reminds me of ... quite a few people actually.

[How did he know so many rakish people already? Sheesh.]

[mrfancyhat]

A few people, huh? You must have excellent taste in the company you keep.

[He didn't plan to give a compliment in return, but that might be as good as it gets.]

[timelysteward]

I do have a great deal of refined tastes. [And have yourself a smug little tipping of his tiny mustache hands.]

[mrfancyhat]

Isn't that great? Even in your current form, you attract the right people to you.

[timelysteward]

I. Well. I ... Yes!

[Now that cheered him up considerably. Even as a clock he drew the sort of gentlemen he wanted to draw.]

[mrfancyhat]

It's good.

[Cogsworth gets a big smile for that.]

Go forth and be an inspiration to us all!

[timelysteward]

[Yes the clock is of course, puffing up again.] I shall for one and for all!