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You've seen this before. The thought strikes suddenly, during whatever it is you were doing. Having an important conversation? Running away from home? Dying in the midst of a fierce battle? Where ever you are, one things is true: you're certain this isn't the first time you've lived through this. But upon realizing this, that's when it happens. Like someone hitting rewind on the VCR, you're back where you were ten minutes ago. And it happens again. And again. And again--Until finally, something is different. A door stands in front of you. Will you go through it? Nothing else seems to be working, so this might be your only chance.
Upon opening the door and heading inside, a strange feeling overwhelms you. It's comforting and warm, like being enveloped in a soft, heavy blanket. You hear a voice murmuring in your ear, but it's unintelligible.
And in the next moment, you've appeared in a laboratory, surrounded by the unfamiliar yet worried faces of people in lab coats, speaking in a foreign language that doesn't sound so foreign to you anymore.
Nanjikan Research Laboratory
There isn't much time to process what's happening before characters are ushered out of the arrival room. They're passed between a medical and a psychiatric team, checking them for injuries and psychological trauma. Their every need is met: food is offered, injuries are tended to, and questions are answered. "You're in the Eastern Kingdom of Nippon on a planet called Gaia," they explain. "You were brought here because you became aware of the timeloop... we'll explain everything."
Orientation Nanjikan Research Lab, Tokyo
Everyone is brought to a large auditorium, where dozens of other people looking similarly out of place are seated around them. The scientists and doctors from before file on stage, thoroughly explaining the situation. What they experienced back home was a timeloop. While the loops in their home worlds are smaller and likely to resolve on their own, the fact that such a small amount of time is being repeated is what makes them so dangerous for those who become aware of it. And they've been working around the clock in collaboration with the neighboring Western Kingdom, checking adjacent universes for others who've become aware. While the technical explanations may go over the heads of most, that's not the reason they were all brought together like this.
And they continue to explain: their own world was trapped in a year long loop for decades, if not longer. Through the use of an ancient form of bonding magic, they bound their world to the present flow of time, allowing it to progress past the timeloop. Or at least, that's how they thought it worked. In truth, Kizuna is very powerful reality-warping magic. And thanks to the powerful bond all refugees now share with the country of Nippon, the magic surrounding them will only continue to evolve.
Until they find the means of resuming the flow of time back in your home world, the refugees will just have to make due with this one. But not to worry, because Nippon is fully committed to taking care of everyone!
A Place to Call Home Tokyo, Kanto
Once orientation is over, characters will be allowed to choose housing in both Kyoto and Tokyo, enabling them the means of easily living between both Kingdoms if they please. These housing options will be fully paid for by the government of Nippon, with the NRL and MRU providing a stipend for food expenses in Tokyo and Kyoto respectively.
In lieu of providing transportation, all refugees will be granted an unlimited rail pass that they can use to travel all across Nippon! Thankfully, express routes connecting Tokyo and Kyoto will be running at all times of day, allowing refugees to freely travel between the Eastern and Western Kingdoms as they please. While this TDM and its prompts are focused on the Eastern Kingdom, you are welcome to have your character arrive in the Western Kingdom instead.
For those bound for Nihonbashi, be careful not to board the train too late at night. Because on Friday nights, the Loop Line's final train of the night is a party train! Every train car is set up with its own theme and decor, with this week featuring the return of the ever popular sexy maid cafe in the rear of the car! Dress up in a surprisingly demure maid outfit (this is 1921) and take customer orders, or have a seat and peruse the menu. Aside from a small bar, there's no actual food service or exchange of currency going on here, so it's all in good fun! The train will loop endlessly past the same station until sunrise, so hopefully they weren't planning on an early night's sleep.
In Little Edo, a Great Nippon Salamander has been spotted wandering the streets in search of clean water. While this may not seem like a big deal, these creatures range in size from that of a large dog to that of a large house. To subdue the creature, the local hunting clan, the Hanzaki, are searching for volunteers to help coax the salamander back out into the swamplands of the Tokyo Outskirts. While the safest method is to lead it using a hose or another source of water, those looking to get the job done quickly may instead choose to fight the creature, causing it to flee in whichever direction they point it in. Careful, they move faster than you think!
Over in Yoshiwara, the Tokyo branch of the refugee-owned nightclub, Club Hexxx, has finally opened its doors! Enjoy a dark and spooky atmosphere while listening to the latest jazz hits. And best of all, refugees will be offered a free glass of Club Hexxx's signature drink: Kinklist, a coffee-flavored drink that turns white after one sip, and causing the drinker's deepest sexual desire to appear written on their cheek in black ink. The text will remain until they finish the rest of the drink.
NRL Time Refugee Support Network
Once they've received their housing assignment, all refugees will be given small handheld devices called magi-tech communicators, or magi-comms for short. They're heavier than a conventional smartphone would be, but far sturdier, and powered by the ambient magic that flows through the city. Now available with limited sepia-tone color, and video cameras! They don't need to be charged, but they won't work outside of cities at all. Upon booting it up, they'll find a message linking them to a special channel for refugees.
#nrl_time_refugee_support - online
Use the following code for your top-level if you'd like! This is how network communication will look for characters in the game until more advanced magi-tech comms become available for characters.
Springtime Flowers
With the changing of the seasons, the cherry blossoms have finally bloomed, painting the landscape with dashes of pink and white on nearly every corner. Not even the busy citizens of Tokyo can resist stopping to smell the flowers, or even enjoying picnics underneath them!
And those looking for the best place to view the flowers need look no further than Little Edo, a suburb in south Tokyo that borders the vast wetlands that separate Tokyo from Yokohama. And between the lush parks, interesting shrines, and mysterious ruins, there's no shortage of things for those settling in to explore!
A Very Special Festival Kanayama Shrine, Tokyo Outskirts
While most residents are celebrating the spring season under the cherry blossoms, a different sort of celebration is taking place at the Kanayama Shrine, located just south of Tokyo on a tall, narrow hilltop that juts out of the flooded landscape. Once more, it's time for the annual Kanamara Matsuri, and all refugees will find themselves invited to the little island to see the festivities. And what sort of festival is it, you may ask?
Why, it's the Festival of the Steel Phallus! According to legend, there was once a plague of a type of ayakashi that was known to live in the genitals of humans, whose vicious bite caused the birthrate of a certain city to drop down to zero. To combat this, an afflicted young woman asked a blacksmith to forge a steel phallus in order to break the ayakashi's teeth, freeing her of the curse. It's said the original phallus remains enshrined in the innermost chambers-- and in honor of this most venerated dildo, a festival is held every spring to celebrate sexuality and fertility, all leading up to a procession in which a giant steel phallus is paraded around the island.
(And no, I didn't make this one up.)
Refugees visiting the shrine will find no shortage of phallic-shaped foods and merchandise. Outside of the wide array of oddly shaped dildos to choose from, in terms of food, there are stalls selling lollipops, popsicles, sausages, grilled squid, octopus balls, cream-filled dick waffles-- but there's more at work here than a simple theme. Those who choose the popsicles will find themselves with a temporary oral fixation, causing an urge to have something between their lips at all times. Now, is this a naughty trick, or merely a marketing ploy to sell more popsicles? It's hard to say.
But the real treat is inside the shrine itself, where a single dildo stands tall among gilded offerings and flowers. The inner chamber is only ever put on display once a year, and for good reason. Anyone whose eyes fall upon the majestic phallus will become overwhelmed with a desire to fill or be filled - which might just be why viewings are done in groups of two or more, with the outer doors of the shrine closed behind them for privacy. There's a nice pile of pillows and no shortage of lubricating oils available, so why not get into the spirit of the season with a friend or two?
Flowers of Evil Little Edo, Tokyo
Festivals aside, many people are coming out to Little Edo to enjoy the array of cherry blossom trees for Hanami, or flower watching parties. Of these, the refugees will find themselves invited to a special gathering, taking place under the shade of a massive cherry blossom tree that was planted in their honor the year before. And yet despite it's young age, it's the largest tree around, continually growing since the initial growth spurt when it was planted. Although most understand that it was likely Kizuna that caused its sudden growth, locals have begun treating it as something sacred, leaving offerings and making prayers beneath its branches.
And should the refugees decide to take part as well, they may be surprised to find that whatever they wish for comes true. These wishes are rather limited, and some may only exist for a few minutes. But for those wishing to meet someone from home, the may be surprised to find that the person in question will appear beside them in Nippon... (See notes below for details!)
But while everyone else is enjoying the cherry blossoms, a certain park in Little Edo is drawing crowds for a different reason. After last year's outbreak of jubokko ayakashi, the cherry blossom trees in this area were permanently stained by the jubokko's red pollen, causing the pink petals to develop distinct red veins.
However, unlike the jubokko's pollen, these petals carry a very different effect. Anyone who stands under the shade of these trees will feel an irresistible urge to confess something. This can be something minor, like a strange food combination they are particularly fond of, or something major, such as the name of the last person they had sex with. This urge will linger even after leaving the flowers, until they've either confessed enough to appease the tree, or until the trees go bare when the blossoms fall.
Underwater Mysteries Tokyo Outskirts, Kanto
Those who are familiar with some version of Nippon may find the changed landscape to be rather confusing. Due to a massive time surge many decades ago, the entire region of Kanto was flooded, leaving many cities underwater or transformed into swamplands. As nature took over, the flooded region surrounding Tokyo came to be known the Tokyo Outskirts.
Ordinarily, exploring this area can be rather dangerous, given both the presence of dangerous Ayakashi and the unstable landscape that's peppered with the ruins of drowned cities. But this week, those looking for a little adventure can take part in special boat tours exploring the ruins and viewing the cherry trees from a unique vantage point.
Up to four people can fit in a single steamboat, which is preprogrammed to follow a path that will take passengers past the top of a large hill that's almost completely covered in cherry blossom trees, with the ruins of a few old buildings just barely visible beneath the overgrowth. But beauty aside, the real marvel is within the water itself, which is clear enough that one can look down and see roads, trees, and even entire buildings still mostly intact beneath the surface. You'd think the water just appeared one day, given that nothing seems to have been destroyed when the flood occurred.
But not every trip will go as smoothly as planned. Hidden beneath the pink petals that pepper the surface of the water, unlucky refugees may spot the long, long body of an Ikuchi, the sea serpent ayakashi. Thought to be the longest Ayakashi to exist in Nippon, these thick, snake-like creatures may take entire minutes just to pass under a boat. Spotting the body is simply distressing, and thankfully not of much concern. But should someone make eye contact with the third eye on top of its head, the Ikuchi will climb over the side of the boat and coil around it, attempting to drag it beneath the surface. And for the one who initially made eye contact, they'll find themselves affixed with a curse that temporarily makes it impossible to float in the water.
Thankfully, this ayakashi isn't interested in attacking those who fall overboard, and there's plenty of spots where the water is far more shallow. But those who fall in will have to wait until another tour comes by to ferry them back to shore.
OOC Notes
Welcome to Jikan's April TDM! The TDM is considered game canon, and also serves as the intro log! That said, whether you choose to carry threads over to the game or not is up to you!
• For this month only, please include in your top-level if you are a new player without an invite! Those seeking an invite can do so here!!
• CRAU characters may start regaining their CRAU memories one month after the TDM. However, vague feelings of familiarity are allowed between previous game CR! For more on this, please read the FAQ!
• You do not need to sign-up for housing! Choose whichever style you prefer. Roommates can be chosen by the characters or can be random. If you want to switch housing later, your character has the option of moving at the beginning of each month.
• Despite everything, Kanamaru Matsuri is considered an all-ages event!
• Wishes can be anything, from food items to items from home. All characters in the game will be allowed to redeem one item, magical or otherwise, from home using this prompt! However, for new character apping into the game, you have the option to have your character join the game by being wished into the setting. The wish can be anything from a direct plea to see a certain castmate again, or even just a wish for more friends that goes awry. These characters will still remember a time loop, but will not remember seeing a door, instead appearing in Tokyo after hearing the wishing-character's voice call to them. These characters will then be encouraged to visit the NRL for orientation, and will be offered an explanation that Kizuna saved them from the timeloop directly.
• While characters may attempt to fight the Ikuchi, it will not fight back, and cutting its body will cause it to grow another head and become another separate Ikuchi. This new head is also capable of cursing people, so it's probably best to leave it alone.
Please leave any questions about the TDM prompts in the thread below! General game questions can be directed to the FAQ!
Apps are always open!
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Rude - Final Fantasy VII
[Well this was... interesting.
Rude stood by the door to the carriage, arms crossed over his chest. There were people walking around dressed as maids. He'd caught sight of Aerith dressed as one, she seemed to be enjoying herself. He wondered if she even knew what this place was.
He had intended to keep an eye on her, just in case any of the patrons of the train decided to get handsy with her. But in the end his services were not needed, so his gaze shifted to the window.]
Just have to wait.
[And pretend he wasn't seeing or hearing (of effected by)... things.]
2) Yoshiwara: Cuddle Bug
["Snuggles".
Written in black ink across his right cheek was the word 'snuggles'. Rude had no idea that the word was there, of course. He was too preoccupied by the cocktail he had been given, free of charge, and changing colours before his very eyes.]
Strange use of magic.
[And a waste. But as a hook, not bad. He'd probably order a second just for that.]
3) Kanayama Shrine: Year of the Cock
[Rude, a tray of 'octopus balls' in his hand, eyed the shrine with curiosity.
A once in a lifetime display, huh?
But people could only go inside two at a time. He supposed maybe he could wait and see if someone would take a picture. Until then, he popped a ball in his mouth and chewed thoughtfully.
When not standing and staring at the shrine, Rude can be seen just wandering around the stalls. He seemed to particularly like the lollipops and popsicles. Shape aside, they tasted fruity. He liked that.]
[WILDCARD] Have another idea? Want to plot something out? Catch me on
2!!
[Meanwhile, sitting next to Rude is his guy, looking completely out of place in his strange white suit and top hat. Was he there when Rude sat down, or did he suddenly appear?? Honestly, it could be either way.]
[Regardless, he hasn't taken a sip of his drink yet -- wanting to see the side effects first. And oh, what a side effect it is.]
It seems this drink has a way of projecting the drinker's deepest desires all over their face-- literally. And that's quite the secret you've got there!
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I've no idea what you mean.
[And he didn't, he couldn't see himself, after all.]
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[He turns to take a nice long sip of his own -- the color in the drink fading away. But as he turns back to Rude, the same murky black color as in the glass slowly appears on his cheek, the ink rearranging itself to form letters. And in his case: BDSM.]
The name Kinklist is rather suited for a drink like this, don't you think?
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A brow rose above his sunglasses, his gaze hidden from view.]
Appropriate. But vulgar.
[If he'd known the drink was something like this he wouldn't have tried it. The names of drinks didn't always reflect the drink itself. A sex on the beach didn't make you want to find the nearest beach an warm body, after all. It was just a name.
Rude would be more careful about the things he ate and drank in this world from now on.]
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And, being the shameless dick he was, he went ahead and drank it anyway.
Which made them even when Reno bumped into Rude, 'Attention' written on his cheek. He'd already found a mirror to check it out, so he damn well knew what was there, and that only seemed to encourage him more.
Of course, when he saw Rude he couldn't hold back on checking his mark out, leaning forward and practically making a show of looking at it when it wouldn't exactly be that hard to read.]
Well, will you look at that?
[He snerked.]
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[Rude drawled and took another sip of his drink before shooting Reno a look.
Hard to tell what kind of 'look' it was since, even in the dark of the club, Rude still wore his sunglasses. How Rude could see, or even if he could see, while wearing them was a closely guarded secret that he would never tell.
All anyone needed to know... was he looked cool. That was it.]
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[And he reached out to touch it with a finger, because if there was one person who could get away with prodding Rude, it was Reno.
He'd forgiven him for stepping on his sunglasses that one time, after all.]
Hold on, maybe I can get it.
[And with that he moved in, climbing onto his lap while facing him, a leg straddling each side while he hung his arms lazily over Rude's shoulders. Then he leaned in and ran his tongue over Rude's cheek.
Not particularly trying to be sexy. He was more being playful, teasing, and nonchalantly doing whatever he felt like. When those movements happened to come with a certain seductive sway or his jacket opened just right, that was just how he moved naturally, liking to show himself off. If you've got it, flaunt it, right?]
...Nope, still there.
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A brow rose.
No, he wasn't about to do anything to Reno for poking him. If anything he was amused. Did he really think that was an effective way to remove whatever was on his cheek? He was about to say as much when his partner also seemed to realise the error of his ways and decided on a plan to fix it. As usual, his partner chose chaos.
Rude found himself with a lapful of redhead. With nowhere better to put them, his hands found their way to resting comfortably upon Reno's hips and just watched him... There was a slight shake of his shoulders then, a breath of a laugh and a curve of his lips that was almost a smirk. Just how much had Reno been drinking to now be licking him? Especially not knowing what it was on his cheek.
And it was then that Rude realised there was something on Reno's cheek also. He leaned a little to the side to better see... Then brought a hand up to catch his partners chin between his thumb and forefinger and tilted his face to the side for a better look.]
So that's it, huh? You want attention, Reno?
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[Says the man practically wearing his like a badge of honor. He let Rude take a good look, doing nothing to resist while making a show of licking his lips. All standard play for him. He'd happily tease Rude and have his fun.
But at the same time there was no one who would understand better than a Turk. They didn't get to do that mushy romantic stuff, and Rude definitely leaned on the romantic side when it came to that stuff.]
Why don't we play a game? Wanna take a guess what yours says? I could give you a hint.
[When Rude let his face go he slid in closer, until their chests were nearly pressed against each other, making himself quite comfy there.]
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Once again matters were being taken out of his hands once his own had dropped away from Reno's chin and his partner too that as a sign to get in even closer. Even with the shades, this close Rude could see the glitter of Reno's eyes and the shine of his lips after they had been licked damp.
Once more at a loss for where to put his hand, Rude dropped it back to Reno's hip, but now that he was so close the hand naturally moved around to rest comfortably at the small of his back. As if this was something that happened every day.]
I'll take the hint.
[Because he had no idea. Unless it was a literal one. Though he didn't know why it would be written on his cheek that he wanted Reno to sit in his lap and play games...]
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[And with that his arms fully wrapped around Rude's neck and he leaned into his chest, head over his shoulder.
Reno tended to be more aloof and lewd in his affections, not truly letting people in, but... this was nice, too. It was warm, and it was comfortable. And he was with Rude, someone who was still going to be there the next morning no matter what. Somehow when he went for it, Rude's hand on his back, all pressed up against each other, it felt natural.]
...Who'd've thought it'd be this nice?
[He let out a soft laugh. As far as 'sexy things', snuggles seemed so... vanilla. But it was kind of relaxing to be held.]
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However the next 'hint' he got head on.
Reno's arms went about him and... that was it. He was just there, arms curled around his neck, pressed up against him so warmly. And it took Rude a second or two to work through what was happening, to connect the dots, before he finally allowed his own arms to move. The one that had been at the small of Reno's back moved up, stopping at his shoulderblades. His other arm just encircled his partner and held him.
He felt that laugh, the brush of warm air, the slight shake of Reno's body.
Maybe it was vanilla. But this was something, a comfort he had never been afforded before. A sweetness that didn't always belong in his world. Could he really be blamed for having it as hidden desire?]
Mine says to hold me, or I want to be held?
[He asked then, voice pitched low, a rumble that was as warm as the arms around Reno.]
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[He seemed to just... deflate all over Rude, letting his muscles relax around him as he used him as a seat. He could feel the rise and fall of Rude's chest. Hell, his ear was close enough that he could hear him breathe.
It was like holding a muscle as tight as possible and then letting it go. Tension melted away. It was more peaceful than lying down for the night, which might have been why he decided to stay there. Oddly quiet in the middle of a lively grand opening.
Let people see. It didn't matter a damn to him.]
It's pretty good.
[Rude's kink got the Reno stamp of approval.]
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[Rude had to think about that real hard and when it clicked, when he realised what it was, he was glad for the darkness of the club. There was a new warmth in his cheeks. Hug, sure. Embrace, yes. Even a cuddle would have sounded better. But to snuggle? What was wrong with him?
He could have, should have, protested. Except when he tried to say the words he realised just how relaxed Reno was within his arms. It made him realise that maybe he wasn't the only one who needed something like this. He was so lax. Limp and relaxed and Rude folded his arms around him more.]
... It is.
[Was his voice a little more gruff than usual? He was trying hard not to enjoy this too much...]
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Rude was different. He carefully fostered a certain image, and while Reno saw the man behind that front the public didn't. Reno knew he wasn't one for big public displays of affection or to show off his snuggly side.]
Y'know, we can do this sort of thing in private, too. We don't have to wait for a new nightclub to open up.
[As if Rude would want to be on exhibit.]
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[The question was a quiet one, pitched low, head turned toward Reno's on his shoulder. Reno was affectionate. Tactile. Always had been. And Rude had allowed it. Because Reno was different. He was his partner. Ride or die. Fight side-by-side. It felt like they'd been together forever and that they always would be.
But while Reno had, once or twice, dropped into his lap to torment him. This was something else entirely. Wasn't it? It felt different. To him at least. Which was why he knew he couldn't accept Reno's offer. It was generous, of course it was, and he appreciated the sentiment. But this moment right now would be enough for Rude for a long time.
Rude shook his head before he gave Reno a slight smile.]
This'll do, Reno. But... thanks.
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[In a weird way it sort of was taboo. Random sex would be more expected of them than snuggles. It was too mushy for the Turks. That almost made it more intimate than having sex.
And if it was someone else he probably wouldn't do it, but for Rude? Rude was the kind of guy he could trust with anything, except shooting large-breasted bartenders. He'd do most anything for him.]
Does that mean you're gonna push me off if I hope on you at home? Guess I'll have to make the most of the moment, then.
[And just... stay on him. Enjoy your Reno doll, Rude.]
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[A quiet huff, not a laugh but as close to it. And he supposed Reno wasn't wrong that what they were doing was as taboo as anything else they could do. Or maybe more precious because it was something so rare?
Rude sighed softly and, despite himself, he curled his arms around Reno a little more.]
I would never.
But getting used to this... would be bad for my health.
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You saying that I'm like a bad addiction? I mean, it's probably true, but still.
[Honestly, this might have been Rude's kink, but he was enjoying being held a lot. Especially when he could feel Rude hold onto him tighter. It was not often that one could get that kind of attention from Rude.]
Keep this up and you might have to carry me home.
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But Reno? Reno was here. Reno was, in a strange way, safe. He was his friend. His partner. And dammit if he wasn't enjoying getting to hold him without any reason to it. It was just the two of them, the rest of the club be damned.]
Yeah, you're an addiction.
And why would I be carrying you?
[Not that he minded. If Reno allowed him to carry on holding him he'd do it.]
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[As usual, he wanted to get away with stuff. After all, what better way to feed into the attention he got than by getting special treatment no one else got?
As if to emphasize what he said, he stretched his arms out, body trembling slightly as he pulled the muscles taut, then let them fall at ease around Rude again. He wouldn't think to disturb someone who was so comfortable, would he? There would be no greater cruelty.]
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[Whether he was agreeing to carry Reno or just agreeing with the statement was unclear. Maybe both? Maybe Rude was just resigned to the fact that Reno would get his way one way or another? He didn't really mind so much. And since they were away from home, since it was just the two of them, a little self-indulgence couldn't do any harm.
When Reno moved, Rude's arms loosened. He thought for a second that his partner intended to move, and was surprised by the strong sense of disappointment that left behind. Except that never happened. Reno never moved away, just stretched and sagged back against him, limp and limbless, like a giant, lazy cat. And so when he did come back, Rude held him once more.
Rude had the strangest impulse to pet Reno then. His fingers actually twitched, flexing as if to lift and do just that. But he held himself back. Holding his partner was one thing. Petting him was crossing a line for sure.]
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[Of course, it was true to an extent that Rude spoiled him. Not that he never denied Reno when he was being a brat, but he let Reno get away with a lot. And that seemed to work just fine for both of them.
Perhaps this was the perfect example of why. It was unlikely that Rude would have ever indulged in his greatest desire if Reno hadn't hopped right on him. He could be a handful - in a literal sense right now - but it also meant Rude got to have fun that he wouldn't otherwise have.
If he'd known Rude was worried about 'crossing the line' he would have laughed. Here Reno was using him as a chair after licking him, and Rude was worried about crossing a line?]
Your legs starting to fall asleep or something? You're twitching. [He snerked.] We're gonna give everyone a hell of a show if you go to carry me home and fall over when you try to stand up.
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[Rude agreed to that easily enough as well. If he'd been in a bad mood, no matter how forgiving or indulgent in Reno's whims he could be, he wouldn't have stayed like this for as long as he was. Or would. If Reno was really going to indulge him too.
And about that... Reno crossed lines on the regular. Lines were just suggestions to his partner. Rude was a different breed. Maybe if the mood took him they could become a little fuzzy, they generally stayed as guidelines to keep himself in line. The problem rose when Reno made keeping within those lines tough.
Like right now.]
My legs are fine. I won't drop you. [A pause.] Unless you deserve it.
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