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[twocomplex]

Who: Oren and you!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva
When: Evening...?!

[With his arms stretched wide, Oren is now taking in the view of the Marsiva's large windows.]

Well, I should count myself blessed to witness this with my own eyes! [He laughs, and it sounds joyous, if short. Turning in place, his hands fall back to his sides, and he's flashing a grin around the area. Night. Night, this was definitely night... And there were others here, he'd just not run into them. So what does he do?]

Have I missed the celebrations? The dancing? [Finally, he stops stepping backwards and turns to face the window yet again. Expansive and dark, but as captivating as it was-- what did this mean for Nocta?]

Night falls, and all it's met with is quiet? Tell me, have you all been stunned to silence, or am I left here alone with this view?

Comments

[twocomplex]

A priority?

[He laughs at that phrasing. Please.]

You're quick to dig for meaning in our conversations today. [It's like he's questioning him at every turn, asking if it's more than it is! Don't think he doesn't notice.] Have you missed me so?

[noctiphile]

I—[No. It's best if he goes along with it. He ducks his head, rubbing at his neck.]—Come now. You know answering that would only embarrass me.

[twocomplex]

You're already embarrassed.

[His arms uncross and he's stepping around the area, again. What else can he do?]

Is anyone else we know here?

[noctiphile]

[Point taken.]

No, no one else. [The mere thought makes him chuckle.] Probably for the best. I doubt Ahl would take kindly to being kidnapped. [A beat. Had he misstepped?] I assume you were asking about her. We only share so many acquaintances.

[twocomplex]

[The smile fades, and while it looks rather natural, it's no coincidence that it's lined up with mentioning of Ahl. But well, that was who he was asking about, after all.]

Only so many acquaintances indeed. [Acquaintance, that's a good way of putting it. Maybe even a little mild.] You're not wrong, in this case at least! If she were here, I'm certain there wouldn't be a one who was not aware.

[noctiphile]

[He would've chosen the word friend, but he knows of their relationship. Try as they might to hide it from him, their mutterings were telling enough. The looks they gave each other in passing. He's treading on unsteady ground.

Still, he wants to defend her.]

Technically, everyone is aware of all the arrivals! Broadcast and all. Do tell me you understand that concept.

[twocomplex]

[Nope, sorry, he's still bitter as fuck over here.]

Aware or aware, I wonder? [There is a clear difference in the tone he's taking between those words.] I understand it completely. [Wonder what whispers she'd try to pass Mattias about all of his own broadcasts?? Seeing every little thing he did. What a pest.]

It's for the better, for all of us, I believe. Don't you agree?

[noctiphile]

I'm... not sure I do, no. I'm not exactly comfortable with the idea of strangers watching me bathe. And the idea of having my other activities monitored... well. To be frank, it feels like being under Orphoros' eye once again.

[Yet it's not enough to dampen his spirits. There's too many new experiences for him to be held back. Though the shower thing really does bother him.]

[twocomplex]

...While I'm not surprised you would be focused on something like that, [he means that in the best of ways, surely] I was speaking about Ahl not being here.

[noctiphile]

[why yes he is absolutely blushing at that.]

... Oh. I—[don't mind him, just... clearing his throat.]—Of course. Yes. [you can practically measure how much he shrinks. Muttering:] Yes, I... suppose it's fortunate she's still at home.

[twocomplex]

[Only on accident can he change the subject, it seems.]

Really, are you so concerned about what you do alone? You've made them curious. [He's just making this up now to be a dick... Though ah, he wonders if everyone will be too worried to know how to have fun. That'd be annoying.]

[noctiphile]

I—When you say it like that it sounds improper. I'm not doing anything lewd. [Well... maybe with the exception of a few nights. Oh, goddess. They all saw that, didn't they? His blush intensifies, slowly consuming the rest of his face.] I just—it's different when you can see the people you're nude—[Goddess, wait. That sounds awful.]—It's simply worse, alright? How are you not bothered by the prospect?

[twocomplex]

It's just skin!

[Like everyone has seen him naked, really... Almost. Sort of.] You're rather prude, aren't you? I wouldn't accuse you of anything lewd. [You don't have the courage is implied. He laughs lightly.]

Calm down, calm down.

[noctiphile]

And what's that supposed to mean? [Only Mattias could get affronted while blushing so brightly.] I can be lewd!

[can you. can you really.]

[twocomplex]

You couldn't be lewd if you tried!

[Oh my god he is eating this up, please tell him more about how scandalous and dirty you are, Mattias.]

[noctiphile]

Wrong! I make a point to try not to be lewd! I've just as many... dirty thoughts as anyone else!

[why is he arguing this. why.]

[twocomplex]

Oh? [Mattias can probably see where he's going with this by the way the smirk grows on his face. But it's too late.]

Tell me one now.

[noctiphile]

I—[Dammit. He walked into this. But, try as he might, he can't back down. This is a matter of dignity! Or... lack of it. He breathes in deep, one hand covering enough of his face to make his words come out slightly muffled.] ... You wouldn't know him. [He hopes.] But, I—[He clears his throat.]—I might have had a... fantasy with someone here. [God, this is public. Please, please don't let him hear.] We... [another cough.] ... Heperformedfellatiointheshowers.

[He says it so fast the words blend together.]

[twocomplex]

[His eyebrows shoot up, but he looks amused more than anything. Even with the way the corner of his lips twitch a little.]

What was that? I didn't quite hear you.

[noctiphile]

No. No. You heard me. I am—I refuse to repeat that.

[he can't feel pain but he's pretty sure he's dying here]

[twocomplex]

Let's hope he doesn't know now! Ah, look now, you're embarrassed still. Stop before you give yourself away.

[So obvious, he'll find out in a heartbeat who this mystery man is, just you wait.]

[noctiphile]

I've already given myself away, you demon! [Goddess. Just... kill him. Oren's done it once, what's stopping him from doing it again? Covering his face, he groans, slumping in the seat.] Oh, curse you, damn prince.

[twocomplex]

Demon, really? [He's hurt, really.]

I'm learning just how far you'll carry on for the sake of an argument, Messiah.

[noctiphile]

Mattias.

And you know damn well how far I'll take it, this was simply the first time you asked about... that.

[twocomplex]

So you're saying I should continue to explore new questions.

[You're a riot.]