002. ☾ First contact { Action }

[proteusmoon]

Who: Cecil and you!
Broadcast: N/A
Action: Planet, around!
When: October 24th, night

[ After sifting through the changes made to the ship with the disappearance of some of the crew, as well as making sure their newest addition settled in all right, Cecil is a little late making it out to explore the planet they've landed on. That said, she's not sure how it is that she managed to attract such a crowd of natives, much less how they managed to keep her busy with being led around their quaint, dusty home all day. One thing just led to another and she's been sight-seeing and answering an awful lot of questions about herself.

It's now nighttime, she's unwittingly tried enough lighter fluid-flavored liquor to render her a little drunk, and it seems her small following is leading her inside the brothel next. It's unclear whether or not she realizes where they're going, but she's also got a handful of those red stones and she's in a pretty good mood, so she's content to be led along.

Honestly, it's been a trying past couple weeks and she needed this chance to unwind, really. Maybe not quite this much, but beggars can't be choosers. ]

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[proteusmoon]

[ This means one thing to Cecil's foggy, concerned mind: it's time for someone to take a nap. Dry out. Maybe that's best for both of them. ]

Nel, are you sleepy?

[catamite]

[he's not on the verge of drunk-tears, but he's definitely getting to that point where emotions are big and increasingly impossible.

unfortunately, getting Nel away from a party isn't often an easy task.]

Nooo... [--which is always his answer to that question. always.]

[proteusmoon]

[ Humm. This isn't going to be easy then, but Cecil doesn't usually back down from challenges, so she gives it a good try anyway. Well, at least as good a try as she can in her current state. She's not as sharp this way. Perhaps she should try building up her tolerance a little more. ]

I'm tired though. Will you come with me somewhere to lie down?

[catamite]

[...well. drunk Cecil is apparently a genius, because that is exactly the switch in tactics that gets him to push his weight back onto his own feet again, already looking back at the rest of the town before he even answers.]

Oh... yeah, of course!

[he's even quick to smile over it, mood switching fast]

You wanna get a hotel room or something?

[proteusmoon]

[ SUCCESS!! ]

Um. Sure. Or we can just go to a ship. It's up to you.

[catamite]

Don't you want real beds?

[he's already vaguely excited by the idea, and he sticks out his elbow for Cecil to link arms with]

I even know right where one is...

[proteusmoon]

You do?

[ It was sort of a ruse at first, but now she just genuinely lights up. A real bed is so much more a prize than free, disgusting alcochol. She's all for it, almost like she's forgotten what she was intending to do in the first place. ]

Where?

[catamite]

[her excitement is reflected and magnified in him. he feels like he's doing a good job.

Cecil might not realize what she's getting herself into.]

Right by the brothel!

[proteusmoon]

[ He is doing a good job and she definitely doesn't realize what she's started, but the mention of the brothel does at least get her to pause for a moment, concerned. ]

But not... the brothel... right?

[catamite]

No, no... it's just right next door.

[and so of course has nothing to do with that establishment or district at all. nope.

and he'll just casually link arms with her to start steering back in that direction]

[proteusmoon]

[ Although this is completely and utterly obviously so not true at all, inebriated Cecil is just a little too naive to not completely and utterly buy into the false sense of dignity. She's reassured and she nods, stumbling a little as she takes a step away from the wall. ]

All right, let's go.

[catamite]

[and away he goes! back to where they came from, pretty much... right into what serves as a red-light district of this place. but Nel dives right in like he belongs there.

...and there are probably a few people there who already know him by sight, giving him a little wave as he passes. also leering a little because of the pretty thing he has on his arm~]

[proteusmoon]

[ Ever the unassuming one, Cecil doesn't realize the leering has anything to do with her as they plow back through the area to their destination, but she does at least catch the waving Nel receives from several of the other pedestrians. Once more, she surprised by it, because the Nel she met in Court seemed so reserved and not outrageously outgoing, even if he was never downright antisocial. ]

Friends already?

[catamite]

[he's like a lightswitch--either on or off--and right now he's on and glowing. just flying on all the attention and activity, happily careening along.]

Oh yeah, they're... like sooo super nice here. It's crazy.

[and once they pass the brothel and get to this town's seediest little hotel, Nel is just going to kind of guess his way through. because he's not usually the one paying for a room... and having money to actually spend is definitely not something he's not used to yet. so, Cecil might have to wait a few minutes while he talks with the person behind the desk and figures the whole thing out.]

[proteusmoon]

[ Luckily for Nel, Cecil has absolutely no problem with that. She does end up leaning against the lobby desk though, with her arms folded over it and her head resting on her arms. She even closes her eyes and starts to doze off for a bit. ]

[catamite]

[soon, he's giving her shoulders a clumsy little shake] --Okay, got it!

[and the layout of the place is luckily small and pretty much foolproof. he's not going to get them lost when he goes to lead them on down to their room. and, if she lets him, he'll even be trailing her along by the hand, to make sure she doesn't get lost... or snatched away by anyone else.]

[proteusmoon]

[ She's pretty happy to let him do that. She was bluffing earlier, but the prospect of a nice real bed and someone to cuddle has really made her content and sleepy suddenly. Even as the few stragglers in the hall eye them, she pays them absolutely no mind at all, instead only focusing on following Nel just well enough to not trip over her own feet. ]

[catamite]

[once they reach the door, he leans against it until he can finally get the key into the lock and successfully turn the knob. which means he stumbles on his way in when he suddenly has nothing to lean on anymore, but catches himself before anything too disastrous happens.

and then--there it is! a tiny, scummy room with little more than a bed in it, and a door off to one side that must lead to a bathroom.

but that bed? looks like heaven to him.

Nel lets go of her hand only so that he can bound over to it and go rolling over the blankets with a mad, drunken giggle]

[proteusmoon]

[ Cecil herself goes right after him and just plops down on the bed too, not really moving so much once she's there, even as he continues to roll around. She does watch him though and start laughing a little at his ridiculousness. ]

[catamite]

[he stops when he hears the little laugh and just grins at her. then goes elbow-crawling his way over to where she's at--not even bothering with that whole personal space thing.

just sidling on up, immediately going to snuggle his face in by her neck. because this is just what you do when you're sharing a room with someone. it doesn't even occur to him not to.]

[proteusmoon]

[ It's a testament to just how drunk she really is that she not only tolerates it, but also begins immediately to encourage it. Cecil lets him get close and raises her own hands to comb her fingers through his hair, sighing a little happily herself at the attention.

In Court, she rarely ever slept alone. Strangely, her memory has holes in it even about this, but she knows this to be fact. After a year without this luxury, she's had to stave off the objective conditioning making it harder to sleep than usual. Needless to say, she's grateful to not have to deal with that right now. ]

[catamite]

[he's so happy not to be pushed away. regardless of how fucked-up the roots of his physicality are, he's still happiest following familiar paths. it's what makes him feel the most normal--whether it's healthy or makes sense or not. he's trained to be a hedonist, so finally getting to fill that role again feels great.

he's drunk and happy and wants to feel even better. so, he doesn't even think about it before he starts to mouth teasingly at her neck. this is obviously what they're here for, right?]

[proteusmoon]

[ Initially, Cecil doesn't really feel what's going on or even notice it at all. She lies there, dozing a little, her movements slowing. He happens to ghost over a particularly sensitive point on her throat though and she gasps softly as the attention causes a thrill to run through her. That's when she realizes what he's doing and she blushes, stiffening up a bit. It feels good and most of her wants to just give in, but something in her is making her hesitate at turning her head more to the side to give him more access to her skin. ]

[catamite]

[while he's lacking in many categories of awareness, he's still very good at paying attention here, even while swimming in a good buzz. he's smiling against her skin, while he sneaks his way up more toward her jaw so he can peek at her face.

as insistent as he's kind of being, he's nothing but playful about it. grinning a sneaky grin as he tries to egg her on, kissing at her jaw and creeping toward the base of her ear]

[proteusmoon]

[ The longer it goes on, the more that feeling of hesitation grows. However, the more his ministrations turn into gentle kissing, the more it also becomes difficult for her to find the will to stop him. She sighs and shuts her eyes, beginning to restlessly writhe just enough that it should be obvious how much he's beginning to affect her. She's much warmer suddenly and she finally tilts her head aside to encourage him mouthing at the fair skin of her neck. ]