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-- eminentConscript [EC] began pestering biotechnicZeal [BZ] at 18:59 --

EC: Are you free to speak.

BZ: NO.

BZ: jk.

BZ: what'z up?

EC: I wanted to provide you with a delayed status update.

EC: I met with my father. I'm now situated on his ship.

EC: I am sort of.

EC: Not really grounded persay.

EC: But I am not te<hni<ally permitted to leave unsupervised until further noti<e.

BZ: i can't believe orphuz got fucking grounded...

BZ: that'z probably for the bezt you goddamn flight rizk.

BZ: azzuming you're zafe?? >8?

EC: It is not te<hni<ally a grounding, that word was never used.

BZ: I CAN'T BELIEVE. ORPHUZ GOT FUCKING GROUNDED.

EC: I didn't.

EC: But yes I am safe I guess.

EC: As safe as one <an be in my situation.

BZ: okay... cool...

EC: I am <urrently undergoing the pro<ess of re<ieving a repla<ement for my lost portion of arm.

BZ: oh ZICK!! but a bummer for me... i wanted to make you one.

EC: You may still get the <han<e. My family is quite adamant about me getting some sort of new limb soon, however while speaking to our onboard medi<uller it <ame up that sin<e I have allowed prominent s<ar tissue to build in the year I've postponed any sort of enhan<ement, the pro<ess of, for one properly adhering te<hnology to the deteriorated nerve ends, and two retea<hing my body how to <ontrol a

EC: limb again, will take time.

BZ: ZWEET!! i'll break out the blueprintz again.

EC: Its been advised that on<e we go through with the first surgery to prep what is left of my arm for more <omplexed ma<hinery, that a temporary, and more simple repla<ement be atta<hed while I begin my re<over with that. And then I suppose upgrade at a later point in time.

EC: I'm glad that my handi<ap has spiked su<h ex<itement for you.

BZ: ME TOO.

EC: Anyways, I'm not quite sure when the initial surgery will take pla<e, but likely some time soon.

BZ: you can keep me updated right?? like there'z no excuze not to mezzage me NIGH DAILY??

EC: I will do my best.

EC: As <li<he as it sounds I am still rea<limating to keeping in tou<h with others.

BZ: okay, then i'll juzt have to bug you too. >8P

EC: If you must.

BZ: I GOTTA.

EC: Do you?

BZ: I GOTTA. >80

EC: Then I will be sure to keep <he<king for your messages when I <an.

EC: Whi<h is often.

EC: <onsidering I am not really.

EC: Doing mu<h while I am here.

BZ: lmao damn ztraight you've got nothing better to do.

EC: Hm.

EC: <itrin, <an I ask something.

BZ: yeah, go for it. >80

EC: This most likely seems rather stupid to ask but.

EC: I suppose I'm just slightly <onfused on where we stand.

EC: I um.

EC: I went a long time likely believing that you would have moved on from me. Or at least be<ome angry enough by my disappearen<e to not wish to see me again. And I know thats not the <ase but I suppose we just havent formally talked about it yet.

BZ: oh... right...

BZ: i guezz annoying you iz juzt zo zecond nature now i didn't really think much about uh... the logizticz?? lol.

BZ: i ztill... have feelingz for you and ztuff.

EC: As do I. For you.

EC: Its a little <onfusing. Mostly be<ause I still feel a great deal of guilt for how I treated you.

BZ: yeah and i'm ztill a great deal pizzed about it!!

BZ: bluh i'm zure people would tell me not to put up with it too... but i wanna decide that for myzelf, you know?

BZ: i guezz we can juzt zee how thingz go. if we can make it work again?

EC: I would also be one of the people telling you not to put up with it.

EC: But, at the very least, I owe it to you to have the option to make that de<ision.

BZ: YEAH YOU DO.

EC: Yes.

EC: So in that <ase, we are just.

EC: Seeing how things go.

BZ: ye...

BZ: either way, i'm ztill gonna be here for you.

EC: Likewise.

EC: Even if it does not work between us, I still would like to keep some semblen<e of friendship between us.

BZ: oh zame.

EC: Good to know.

EC: I feel a little more at ease knowing this.

BZ: good. >8)

BZ: but don't feel TOO at eaze... cuz i ztill plan on kicking your butt at any given opportunity.

EC: It will be signif<antly more easy then it used to be to try.

BZ: i'm zure it won't be any lezz FUN.

EC: I suppose the only way to know will be when you try.

EC: However I have no idea when that will be.

BZ: would it be pozzible for me to vizit? >8?

EC: Um. Yes perhaps.

BZ: i know you don't LIKE the idea but maybe if the planetz align in juzt the right way or zomething it'll be alright!!

EC: Yes, if they align.

EC: I'm sorry. I would like to be able to see you, it would just be hard not to worry.

BZ: yeah yeah, i know how it iz.

EC: Thank you.

BZ: >8P

BZ: anywayz... i guezz i zhould let you have ur fun being grounded and ztuff.

EC: Again, I wasn't really grounded.

EC: But okay.

EC: I will speak with you again soon.

BZ: zee ya.

BZ: (grounded.)

-- biotechnicZeal [BZ] ceased pestering eminentConscript [EC] at 21:04 --

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-- eminentConscript [EC] began pestering biotechnicZeal [BZ] at 19:23 --

EC: I would ask if you are busy but I know you are most likely not.

EC: How are you.

BZ: yeah lmao who are we kidding??

BZ: i'm decent. >80

BZ: wbu?

EC: I am alright.

EC: A bit thin spread but alright.

EC: I apologize if I have seemed off the radar.

EC: I have been using many of my down time hours to invesitgate the disapearen<e of my sister.

BZ: oh yeah... it'z cool. that'z kind of a big deal??

BZ: i've been preoccupied anyway with like moving and zhit.

BZ: any newz on that?

EC: Not mu<h.

EC: My other sibling Taalay is working on a way to tra<k her <omm devi<e.

EC: It has apparently been turned off for some time now whi<h makes lo<ating its last use a little diffi<ult.

BZ: bleh... that'z really zhitty.

BZ: good luck with all that, dude.

EC: Thank you.

EC: I have hope we will lo<ate her.

EC: She is resiliant.

EC: On another front.

EC: I would like to bring up another serious matter.

BZ: damn... alwayz zo zeriouz. >80

BZ: what'z up??

EC: It is true I am at least more serious then you.

EC: But to put it simply for some time I have <on<ered <hanging my resident station.

EC: That is to say.

EC: I think I would like to serve on my mother's ship.

EC: Whi<h patrols lo<ations farther into the more spar<e re<esses of spa<e.

BZ: oh... gotcha.

BZ: you won't be able to hang much then.

EC: That is most likely.

EC: Whi<h is why I wanted to dis<uss it with you.

BZ: okay... what do you wanna dizcuzz about it??

EC: Well I suppose to start I would like to know your thoughts on it.

EC: Sin<e it would in a way affe<t you.

BZ: idk... i mean, yeah it already zuckz enough not getting to zee you that much?? i don't get to zee ruleuz that much either.

BZ: it'z almozt painful zometimez lmao.

BZ: but you're gonna do what you're gonna do zo.

BZ: ZHRUGZ??

EC: It is not set it stone yet but yes this is a goal I would like to look into.

EC: But I do not want you to think that I value my work more then you.

EC: You would have my word for regular <orresponden<e between us. <hat window methods video <alls whatever you desire.

EC: And I would do anything within my power to visit you when the <han<e is presented.

EC: And even if I did go it would not be for forever.

BZ: well... if i have your WORD...

BZ: then i'm zure it could work out.

EC: Are you <ertain? I do not want you to resent me for it.

EC: Or to be unhappy with us as a quadrant.

BZ: i'm not unhappy! i juzt mizz you...

BZ: i guezz i'm more fruztrated with myzelf then anything becauze like... i feel like there'z more i could be doing too?? idk...

BZ: i don't want the diztance to get between uz and i zhould be more proactive. i'm juzt not zure how to be.

EC: I personally feel like you have been doing plenty. You have been in<redibly supportive and re<<eptive as a quadrantmate.

EC: Allowed me the freedom to visit you when I <an.

EC: But you are also living your own life, for instan<e you are moving. Whi<h is very important and I am glad for you.

EC: You may be a nuisan<e, with a lazy streak, as well as o<<asionally loud and obnoxious.

EC: But you are quite possibly the best Kismesis I <an ask for.

BZ: o...

BZ: gay...

BZ: >8'(

EC: Yes, that was the intent I meant to get a<ross.

BZ: eheheh...

BZ: well now you get to look forward to me kicking your butt twice az hard when i zee you again.

EC: If you <an even manage that.

EC: However I will a<<ept any small <hallenge you throw at me.

EC: And fear not, be<ause I am fond of you I will go easy.

BZ: YEAH WHATEVER.

BZ: for all u know i've been pumping like ALL THE IRON zince you've been gone.

BZ: for all U KNOW... I'M FUCKING RIIIIIIPPED.

EC: No you are not.

BZ: I'M ZO RIPPED, YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW.

BZ: i'm flexing my zhirt RIGHT off.

EC: Send me proof or it did not take pla<e.

-- biotechnicZeal [BZ] sent file RIPPED.jpg --

BZ: [it'z a zhirtlezz zelfie of citrin, and he'z drawn a zix pack on himzelf poorly in mz paint.]

EC: Oh well I suppose I stand <ompletely <orre<ted.

EC: It is so obvious that you have in fa<t put on mus<le.

EC: How in<redible.

BZ: yeah, i bet you feel REALLY ztupid right about now.

EC: I feel so in<redibly stupid. Almost as though I attempted to bady photoshop myself, its that embaressing.

BZ: >;)

BZ: it'z okay... i'm ztrong and zmart enough for the both of uz.

EC: Obviously so. Thank god for that.

BZ: I'M THE GLUE THAT KEEPZ THIZ RELATIONZHIP TOGETHER TBH.

EC: Sure.

EC: A<tually wait that is partially true.

EC: I will give you that one.

BZ: >;)

EC: You are quite smug aren't you.

BZ: only alwayz??

BZ: confidence iz key, buddy.

EC: As well as overbearing.

EC: But it is my load to take.

BZ: u'll take my load alright.

EC: I.

EC: This be<ame expli<it.

BZ: 8)

BZ: IT WAZ TOO EAZY.

EC: Why must you phrase things in su<h a way.

EC: Why are you like this.

BZ: u love it...

EC: Why do I love it.

BZ: YOU TELL ME.

EC: If only I knew what makes your ran<id personality so addi<tive.

EC: Alas it will forever be one of the greatest mysteries.

BZ: eheheheh.

BZ: yeah, on par with me dealing with zuch a prude. >8P

BZ: but what can i zay... u got a nice butt.

EC: At the very least you are able to appre<iate bodily astheti<. Good to have noted.

EC: Also I hate to say it but I should be returning to my post soon.

BZ: d'aw... alright.

BZ: don't be a ztranger. >80

EC: I shall not.

EC: Goodbye <itrin.

EC: <3<

-- eminentConscript [EC] ceased pestering biotechnicZeal [BZ] at 21:48 --

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-- eminentConscript [EC] began pestering biotechnicZeal [BZ] at 22:28 --

EC: Are you within your hive.

BZ: >80

BZ: yeah dude.

BZ: 1v1 me.

EC: 1v1?

BZ: nvm JUZT!!

BZ: IF YOU'RE COMING TO ZEE ME THEN GET OVER HERE!!

EC: I am here.

EC: I am <urrently at your door.

ORPHUS: *Kno<k kno<k kno<k.*

CITRIN: *SWINGS THE DOOR OPEN. two boyfriend visits in one day?? HE'S ON FIRE. he casually and immediately greets orphus by butting him in the stomach with his forehead.*

ORPHUS: *OOF WAT<H THE HORNS. Orphus is smart though and leans ba<k with it before pla<ing <itrin in a headlo<k.*

ORPHUS: Hello to you too. *Hes smiling.*

CITRIN: *SQUIRMS* aaaaaaaaaaaaa!! motherfuck.

CITRIN: eheheheh.

ORPHUS: *Keeps him in the hold even with the squirming.* You are going to need to try harder then that to free yourself.

CITRIN: I'D BITE YOU but i think you'd like that too much.

ORPHUS: That is a mere assumption. *That might also be vaguely <orre<t... Either way he is finally releasing <itrin from the headlo<k.*

CITRIN: *once he's released, he moves forward again to scoop orphus into a crushing hug.* no, an azzumption iz BAZELEZZ...

CITRIN: that'z a prezumption. >8P

CITRIN: meaning it'z not unfounded!!

ORPHUS: *Grk! What a hug. He wiggles his arms free to return the squish just as firmly and he goes a step further to nuzzle the top of <itrin's head. It had been a while..* Whatever.

ORPHUS: *Hes too preo<<upied with savoring <itrin's presen<e to <ome up with a fair argument.*

CITRIN: *he buzzes loudly, absolutely thrilled to be with this big old loser again. without letting go, he starts dragging him into the house.* zo WELCOME to my houze. the zkaia houze.

CITRIN: i guezz it'z more my dadz' houze zince i'm moving zoon.

CITRIN: but ztill.

CITRIN: oh fuck did i tell you i'm moving to lauctiz?

ORPHUS: *Nods and allows himself to be brought inside. He will of <ourse be doing some minor snooping with his eyes.* Yes you did inform me, do not worry.

CITRIN: ZWEET. zo much zhit iz happening at once i can't keep headz or tailz of it.

ORPHUS: That is okay, it is not a <ompletely unusual feeling.

ORPHUS: A lot has been happening for you and the rest of your previous ship <ompanions.

CITRIN: yeah... *releases him finally, heaving a big sigh.* WELL make yourzelf at home. and tell me about ur zea or zpace faring adventurez or whatever the fuck ur doin'.

ORPHUS: *He has not yet released <itrin though and keeps at least one arm around him.* Spa<e faring adventures <ould very well summerize it.

ORPHUS: Also I am not sure you would want to hear all of it.

CITRIN: *grinning lopsided about orphus hanging onto him still. okay, he can deal with this...* well you can at leazt ZUMMARIZE.

ORPHUS: Hmm.... *He thinks for a moment.* Well in short over the last several weeks I have been <harged with unsurprising moderate ship work and maitenen<e, in<luding but not limited to wat<hes, tending sails, and <hart monotoring. I also attended two missions, both of whi<h went quite su<<essfully. And then was pla<ed ba<k on ship labor and maitainen<e after disrespe<ting the desires of my <aptain to giv

ORPHUS: e my sibling a more fond send off then I provided.

CITRIN: >8?

CITRIN: lmao zoundz like you're being real rowdy, my dude. am i gonna have to put you in your place too??

CITRIN: what'z the deal with your zib tho? iz that the one who ran away in the firzt place?

ORPHUS: Yes. *Guides them to the <ou<h to sit.* They ran away. <ame ba<k. And left again.

CITRIN: *prepare to get sat ON, orphus. SQUISH.* >8)

CITRIN: and your dad iz... alright with them leaving??

ORPHUS: (oof.) *Wraps his arms around <itrin's tum.* Aparently he is.

ORPHUS: *Huffs bitterly as he starts to s<owl just thinking about it.*

ORPHUS: My father <laims that it is Taalay's right to leave and not my pla<e to argue it, but rather be happy for them.

ORPHUS: But it is there that I start to disagree with him. Taalay is too young to make su<h a large de<ision about their life, and their potential should be with the home ship.

CITRIN: zomeone'z ZALTY.

CITRIN: full offenze but i agree with your dad on thiz one. i mean, i'm all about family loyalty but if you've got their blezzing to do your thing then that'z bazically the dopezt zhit.

CITRIN: it meanz he carez about what u guyz wanna do with your livez which meanz he'z lookin' out for you zo even if taalay'z too young i doubt he'z juzt letting them go hog wild or w/e. not that i think you care zo much about that. >8P

CITRIN: clearly ur juzt mad cuz you think they're betraying you guyz or zomething elze ztupid.

ORPHUS: *Squeezes hard on <itrin for a brief moment.* In<orre<t. I do worry about them and their temper and how they will intera<t with the more defen<eless members of so<iety.

ORPHUS: *squeezes <itrin**))

ORPHUS: I just also think it is stupid of them to leave behind everything that they have with our ship.

CITRIN: *WHEEZE* maybe they juzt need zpace! if they've got a temper it might be congruent with the fact that they don't wanna do what ppl are zhoving on them. zome folkz are juzt LIKE that...

CITRIN: joel iz kinda like that.

CITRIN: i don't think you gotta be happy for them necezzarily but give them the benefit of the doubt at leazt and zupport them. that'z what we do in my family.

ORPHUS: Mghh.. Well your family is not exa<tly my own.

CITRIN: IDK MAN. if what you zay iz true then your dad'z zharez more of our idealz then you zeem to. >8P

CITRIN: how the heck did that happen??

ORPHUS: *Shrugs.* Your guess may be as good as mine.

ORPHUS: I thought my father and I thought more alike, but I am begining to lose faith in that.

ORPHUS: Still, so long as he is my <aptain his words and orders are final.

CITRIN: lmao damn ztraight. i guezz in thiz caze i'm more inclined to agree.

CITRIN: *starts to mess with orphus' hair. long... pretty...* zince ur dad'z clearly a chill dude in actuallity, you zhould TOTALLY azk for more time away to vizit me. >;P

ORPHUS: *Its super soft too, he <onditioned it this morning.* I <ould, he might just say yes.

ORPHUS: But I feel it would be unfair to the rest of the <rew who is not of his geneti< de<ent.

CITRIN: BUT WHAT ABOUT WHAT'Z FAIR TO MEEEEEE??

ORPHUS: I also take into a<<ount your needs of me, hense why I will on o<<asion be asking for more leave.

ORPHUS: And do realize now with transports set up on more populated planets, I will have further oportunity to visit on my down hours when we are do<ked.

CITRIN: *beams, satisfied with that answer.* good deal... i might juzt keep u around after all. >80

ORPHUS: Just might?? *He s<offs and leans forward to rest his <hin on <itrin's shoulder while he gives a small pin<h to the bee's belly.*

ORPHUS: I think I deserve slight more of a <ommitment then that.

CITRIN: *SQUIRMS. that stings and tickles.* eheheh... *leans into him too... only to chomp orphus' shoulder.*

CITRIN: I THINK YOU DEZERVE MORE BITEZ.

ORPHUS: *Not the bites!! He fli<ks his nose in retaliation.* Your thoughts are in<onsequental in this sort of topi<. I for one think I <ould do with less bites.

CITRIN: INCORRECT!! az a zcientizt, i have proven ZCIENTIFICALLY that you need at leazt 200% MORE BITEZ.

ORPHUS: That is not a real per<ent, you are lying. Or severly <onfused.

CITRIN: WHO'Z THE ZCIENTIZT HERE??

ORPHUS: Not you. I have yet to see a do<torate.

CITRIN: i don't need to be certified... zcience iz like ART... it'z a PAZZION!! FOR KNOWLEDGE AND FACTZ!! and the fact iz... you need bit.

CITRIN: *nibbles on him some more*

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-- choriocytosicInquisitor [CI] began pestering biotechnicZeal [BZ] at 15:03 --

CI: C!TR!N, MY LOVE.

CI: H!.

BZ: OH ZHIT IT'Z DAT BOI.

BZ: what'z up??

CI: WHADDUP !S... me wonder!ng when you w!ll be v!s!t!ng Lauct!s? >80

CI: W!ll that be soon?

BZ: YEAH, ACTUALLY. i've been packing my zhit.

BZ: i juzt had to make a few arrangementz firzt...

BZ: lmao it'z weird being productive.

CI: !t's not we!rd. !t's good ?or you! And there?ore, TERR!BLE ?or th!ngs !? you mean ?or them to be ?un.

CI: ! m!ss you. 8(

BZ: i mizz you too. B(

BZ: IT BLOWZ... but at leazt i'm keeping myzelf buzy at leazt.

BZ: alzo... zoon... ZOON.

CI: HOW SOON. ! can come see you R!GHT NOW.

CI: !? you tell me where you are.

CI: !'ll go ?!nd you!

BZ: OH FUCK.

BZ: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA.

BZ: in that caze i'm at my dadz' houze.

CI: Your dads' house????? BUT HOW CAN ! RAV!SH YOU W!TH SMOOCHES !? !'M AWARE YOUR DADS ARE HOME!!!!

BZ: plz.... they're probably too buzy zmooching each other or zomething.

CI: Strangely enough, that doesn't make me ?eel better about the arrangement.

BZ: LMAO i know it'z grozz.

BZ: but ztill.

CI: Okay.

CI: ! w!ll now proceed to vo!ce my compla!nts !n success!on.

CI: Aaa.

CI: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!

BZ: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!

CI: WHY MUST EVERYTH!NG BE D!??!CULT!

CI: ?!ne. !'m go!ng over anyway.

BZ: u fuckin' better.

BZ: >8P

CI: PREPARE YOUR PER?ECT BUTT, MR. STR!DER.

BZ: IT'Z READY.

CI: THAT D!DN'T TAKE LONG AT ALL! !'M SHOCKED.

BZ: that'z my butt'z zecret, ruleuz...

BZ: it'z alwayz ready.

CI: 8)

CI: !'M ON MY WAY.

BZ: B)

BZ: ZEE YA.

CI: *Perhaps close to a whole hour later, Ruleus is STORMING into the Casa de Strider English Captor and bullying J Dad awake from his nap. WASSALLA HULLABALO? It's Ruleus in the main living area.*

BZ: *citrin floats in when he hears a whole lot of hollering, which isn't unusual, but there's the distinct sound of RULEUS HOLLERING so he's here.* RULEZ ZTOP HAZZLING MY DAD GOZH!!

CI: *Here he is, the tall lanky fish caveman spongebob meming at Citrin.* CITRIN!!!

CI: JAKE: *still blinking heavily and sleepily, half waving an actual pistol around* Hoh rascals... you boys. You know better than to-- *mumble mumble, he's getting comfy back into the couch.* Take it to your room fellazzz.... zzzz

BZ: *snorts at ruleus and jake... they're both dorks... but here comes the peach, rocketing himself in ruleus' direction so he can cling to him.* eheheheheh!

BZ: you heard the man, let'z zplit.

CI: *HUP, naturally ends up carrying Citrin up in his arms.* GLUB. RIGHT! As you wish!!!! *scurries out of there, peach in tow.* Sorry Mr. English!

CI: JAKE: *snorts and waves his hand. Get on out you crazy kids.*

BZ: eheheheh... *buzzes all the way to his room, and once they're out of sight down the hall, he's covering ruleus in smooches.*

CI: Pfft prfbthth, that TICKLES. *scolds him, but not before ducking right into his room first. Stops dead in his tracks.* Wait.

CI: This is YOUR room, right?

BZ: LOL. well if u don't hear zim, dru or vic zcreaming then i think we're good. *looks over his shoulder*

BZ: YEAH WE'RE GOOD.

CI: OKAY. *launches Citrin onto his bed.* BYE.

BZ: WEEEEE. *there he goes. he lands and bounces gleefully. BUMBLES BOUNCE.* eheheheh.

BZ: *curls finger at him after posing seductively.*

BZ: /come hither./

CI: *launches for the bed, flailing his limbs. SCREAM. Casually drops on Citrin.*

BZ: DOOF.

BZ: *clings to him and ROLLS.*

CI: >8) *He is FEARSOME AND LARGE and not at all twiggy. There they go, rollin like a tumbleweed.* Ahhhhhhhh, I've missed you sweet peach.

CI: Even a finful of weeks is TOO MUCH.

BZ: ENOUGH IZ TOO MUCH. *giggling against his fins as they roll.*

BZ: pretty zoon we'll be in the zame place though... PERMANENT LIKE.

BZ: i'm gonna hit up nannerz later zo we can zcope out placez to live. oh zhit. *sits up while he's on top of ruleus.* BTW...

BZ: dadz cubed hooked up at the zkaianet branch on lauctiz in the bioengineering department!! >80 juzt an internzhip for now but ye.

CI: An internship??? *his fins perk until he's grinning wide. Yessss, Citrin perched on top of him was the best view. But Ruleus has to roll up to sit and scoop him in another hug.* THAT'S SUCH GREAT GLUBBING NEWS, CITRIN. I KNEW YOU WOULD NEVER HAVE TOO MUCH TROUBLE!!!!

CI: Will you be needing help searching for a place to live? Should I come with you and Ananya?

BZ: eheheh... *flushes a nice shade of peach, leaning into the embrace.* ummm.

BZ: the more the merrier tbh...

BZ: PLUZ it'll be your place too, zo??

BZ: bazically tho idk what the fuck i'm doing.

CI: Neither do I??? *content enough to let Citrin sit on his lap, hugging on him.* But HMMM. Yes. I think I will have to discuss this with Sileas.

CI: I'm not shore what plans he has EXACTLY. But it's a shame we can't all LIVE TOGETHER. It seems ridiculous that we can't. 8/

BZ: lol... yeah... it'z a real zhame...

CI: *tilts head at him* What would your preferences be?

BZ: *shrugs* nothing zuper FANCY... i'm pretty content with a lil apartment or a condo in the city.

CI: WELL YES. But in terms of living arrangements?

BZ: UHH... *sweats* you, me, and ananya?

CI: *looks off thoughtfully* And Sileas isn't included. *It's not a question but an observation.*

BZ: I MEAN...

BZ: i wanna ztay with ananya but... YIKEZ.

BZ: thoze two couldn't pozzibly live together. lbr.

BZ: there would be blood.

BZ: THERE HAZ BEEN BLOOD.

CI: I KNOW. *facepalms* How many more bridges must Sileas burn before he's SATED. I haven't a clue.

BZ: *fidgets a little.* zo like... i dunno. if you guyz talk and he wantz you to ztay with him then uh... that'z cool too. *he knows things... he just doesn't know if these THINGS have come to fruition yet.*

CI: But how fair would that be to you? *furrows his brow with all the fidgets and factors he has to take into account*

CI: Maybe it would be best if I lived on my own.

BZ: ... *nuzzles at him* hey, i'm juzt zaying... whatever you wanna do, i won't be far, right?

BZ: and... no matter where you're at, zileaz iz INEVITABLY gonna have to deal with a lot of me. *smiles a little*

CI: I don't think that's up for debait! *sighs and envelops Citrin in another hug* He can gripe all he likes. I will plant a fresh foot up his posterior.

CI: I just...

CI: Don't sea it all as fair.

CI: If it was only at his expense, I could honestly see myself NOT GIVING A CLAM. *But he knew it didn't work that way. He hugs on Citrin tighter.*

BZ: *buzzes softly, comfortingly... he had to admit to himself, this made him feel pretty darn important.* well... juzt talk to him about it and zee what he'z got to zay.

BZ: if you think having your own place iz the mozt fair then i'm cool with that... really.

CI: *Buries his face by the crook of his neck, absorbing the buzzes.* I would miss you.

BZ: ... gay. *kisses at the side of his head, squeezing him tighter.*

BZ: we'll get it worked out, ruru.

CI: I know... Unfortunately, you're contagious. *grins and gently nibbles the chub. Yum.*

BZ: hrrrkk. *wheezes until the giggles UNLEASH.* fuckin' RUDE.

CI: Isn't it??????????? I should have taken extra precautions before handling you. *peck peck, he steals some smooches*

BZ: FOOLIZH. eheheheh. *gets his revenge by holding ruleus' face in his hands and pressing a big kiss right on his fishy lips.* <3

CI: *BLUH, only not really. Citrin is really actually the best. He meets Citrin's big smooch with a bigger smooch from himself. Mwwwaaah.* I did this to myself. *muffled*

BZ: yep... now u gotta zuffer the conzequencez... *leans into him with all his fat weight so they're lying down again.*

CI: *is thoroughly squished under Citrin's GIRTH.* Should I die, tell them all I died as I lived. *purring from somewhere*

BZ: yez... zmothered betwixt peach cheekz.... *snnrrkks before dragging his kisses down towards his fin and then to his neck.*

CI: *ends up giggling, squirming from under Citrin* That TICKLES-- oh. Sorry.

CI: (Your dad.)

BZ: yez zhhhhh. *nibbles on him.* don't wake daddy. *SNRK.*

CI: That's difficult to do when you are being so... (Ticklish.) *paps him on the butt.*

BZ: yeah?? it ticklez in ur tummy?? >;) *he's papped... but it only makes him STRONGER. nibbles at his collar bone now. a frisky peach.*

CI: *SNORTS and ends up huffing about the rascally teeth prickling his collar. His hand comes up to stroke into the fluff of Citrin's hair instead.* In a particular kind of way, yes. Hmmm. *hums as if thinking.*

CI: We shouldn't get too distracted.

BZ: *buzzes softly...* why not? we can get diztracted for a LITTLE while...

CI: *laughs, scritching at his hair* I could compose, at very least, a small dramatic essay for you to ignore about all the reasons why we /shouldn't/ get "distracted" in your dads' house. But I also think I should tell you about...

CI: Sileas. And him wanting to matrimonialize our quadrant.

BZ: *peeks up at him but... doesn't really look surprised. he just rests his chin on ruleus' chest.* zo he went through with it, huh??

BZ: eheheh... he told me he waz going to. er, or that he WANTED to. but he waz being a dork about it...

BZ: like dur citrin do you think i zhould?? and i'm like bruh.

CI: *Exhales in relief, glad that at least Citrin knew about it. He purrs low in the backburner of his throat.* So he had the maturity and foresight enough for THAT at least. He's really bad with this kind of thing... when it comes down to it.

CI: It's another huge shame because I would not like his dumb baby butt feelings to get in the way of my relationship with you. Or any of our other corresponding relationships. *wrinkles his nose* He and Ananya greatly need an auspistice.

BZ: TELL me about it... but who iz ztrong enough for the tazk... eheheh. *nuzzles to his chest.*

BZ: ... i did really appreciate him talking to me. um... i'm not alwayz...

BZ: really zure where i ztand? er... idk. quadrant ztuff iz confuzing, you know? but when he came at me talking about that and rezpecting my input about you guyz and you going to lauctiz it really... helped clear up zome of my doubtz, i guezz.

BZ: he'z DUMB but at leazt he carez enough about you to look out for me too. and include me in all thiz.

CI: *Lip juts out, distressed by the idea of Citrin still having doubts about things... but ultimately, he puts it to rest.* I've always wanted you included.

BZ: i know... i'm juzt-- DUMB TOO... *looks guilty*

BZ: and i get confuzed.

CI: Citrin... You're not dumb for needing reasshorance. 8(

CI: You are an important part of the reason I would like to move to Lauctis. So the two of us can have a chance at augmenting all the GOOD we can do. Between ourselves...

CI: You inspire me a lot of the time.

BZ: ... *smiles at him bashfully.* yeah? eheh...

BZ: you too...

BZ: i wouldn't have even thought about moving... and i definitely wouldn't have motivated myzelf to get work if i wazn't... thinking about the kind of future i'd get to have with you if i did...

CI: *Citrin's honest bashful smiles should be bottled and kept away for rainy days. Ruleus is so smitten. He clears some hair out of his face.* There's plenty of time to figure it out.

CI: But I do want to figure it out. *takes up his hands and squeezes, nuzzling at his forehead.* No matter how long it takes.

BZ: *holds ruleus' hands tight, so relieved he feels like he might cry, his throat restricting and making his giggles rattle out hoarsely.* eheheh... me too...

BZ: i love you, ruleuz.

CI: *The words warm deep down in his bloodpusher and he's sure he's going to carry them for all of time. Ruleus's purrs roll anew.* I love you too, you silly peach. *murmurs, pecking a cool kiss right to his nose.*

BZ: no ur zilly... *catches him up in more kisses, humming against his lips.*

BZ: ... you zure we can't get diztracted juzt a little...

CI: It's tempting... but-- *he lingers, drawn into his warmth. His inviting softness. Flicks a fin remembering his trail of thought.*

CI: ...

CI: I can hear your dad snoring all the way over here. 8/

BZ: ... yeah that iz kind of a turn off...

BZ: BUT LATER.

BZ: you're gettin' it.

CI: Oh... *goes wall-eyed a little bit.* You know I never do get used to how plainly you put things.

BZ: GOOD. it makez it more fun for me when you're fluztered every time.>;)

CI: Whale how do you EXPECT me to act?? *HUFFS* You...

CI: Fluster me. 8(

BZ: FAIR. there really iz no other way to rezpond... i mean... LOOK AT ME!!

[biotechniczeal]

-- eminentConscript [EC] began pestering biotechnicZeal [BZ] at 20:50 --

EC: Hello.

BZ: oh zhit look who it iz.

EC: I hope I am not disturbing you at this hour but even if I am I am not too terribly sorry.

EC: Are you remaining on Skaia or finding a hive elsewhere?

BZ: bitch you zhould be.

BZ: UHH.

BZ: i'm moving to lauctiz, actually.

EC: Oh.

EC: Very well.

EC: I shall remember that.

EC: Also if you think I should be sorry then please take the <onfession that I have merely been de<ently o<<upied.

EC: Not that I was intentionally ignoring you.

BZ: pbbbtt. yeah i mean i'd believe it.

BZ: but it ztill ZUCKZ.

EC: I shall make more of an effort to keep in <onta<t with you then.

EC: And update you as often as possible.

EC: So.

EC: Asides from making the de<ision to relo<ate to Lau<tis.

EC: How have you been?

BZ: okay i guezz??

BZ: thingz are weird but.

BZ: could be worze.

EC: Weird how?

BZ: everything'z changing! everyone'z moving and ztuff.

BZ: the fam had a good time at chriztmaz tho zo.

BZ: ye.

EC: That is good. We had a small <elebration here as well.

EC: But as for everyone relo<ating and things <hanging, is that not a good thing?

BZ: i guezz it iz but idk. lol i'm juzt weird about it.

BZ: i'll get over it once i'm doing my own thing probably.

EC: What will that thing be?

BZ: ummmm.

BZ: ...

BZ: CHILLIN' ON LAUCTIZ I GUEZZ??

BZ: fuck.

EC: <hilling.

BZ: CHILLIN'!! LMAO.

EC: Forgive my bluntness but that does not sound very produ<tive.

BZ: ur face izn't very productive.

EC: No but the rest of me is.

BZ: >8P

BZ: ANYWAY i'm planning on... idk... crozzing that bridge when i get there.

EC: I am sure you will figure something out.

EC: Even if it takes you ex<ru<iatingly long.

BZ: THNX BRUH.

EC: You are quite wel<ome.

BZ: zo... are you like too buzy to come vizit me zoon?

EC: Uh.

EC: I shall have to see.

EC: I am afraid to say the visits I make will be rather short of noti<e when they happen.

BZ: zo you're juzt gonna drop in on me whenever you can??

EC: Yes that is my ideal plan.

EC: Hopefully I will have time soon on<e I <omplete my punishment duty asignments.

BZ: punizhment azzignmentz?? >8?

EC: Yes.

BZ: punizhment for what?

EC: I had a minor flare of temper towards my sibling.

BZ: i zee..........

EC: And my <omplaints were not well re<ieved by our superior

BZ: WELL.

BZ: MAKE IT ZNAPPY.

BZ: my fiztz have ur butt'z name on them.

BZ: ... wait.

BZ: no nvm.

BZ: i'm rolling with it.

EC: You are saying you are planing on pun<hing my butt?

BZ: zure.

EC: Of all pla<es to assult.

EC: But fine.

BZ: AZZault.

BZ: >;)

EC: <lever.

EC: But also terrible.

EC: If you intend to pun<h me be prepared for a respon<e.

BZ: oh i'm READY alright.

BZ: you might even zay...

BZ: my body iz ready...

EC: How ready <ould your body possibly be.

BZ: i think u know. >;)

EC: You are being flirta<ious now.

BZ: YOU'RE ZO AZTUTE.

EC: Thank you.

EC: Also you should save the flirting for when I <an <ome visit.

EC: And thusly do something about it.

BZ: that'z actually zome zound advice. eheheh.

BZ: i juzt mizz u dunkazz.

EC: I miss you and your insufferable humor as well

EC: I will do all I <an to <ome see you soon.

EC: Perhaps sometime within the next week.

BZ: I'LL BEE WAITING.

EC: Make sure to maintain patients.

EC: Also I should possibly <onsider <losing our <onversation so that I may rest before my shift.

BZ: bleh... alright.

BZ: but hey.

BZ: can you maybe like... idk.

BZ: zend me a zelfie or zomething?

EC: A selfie?

BZ: o yeah i forgot you're from like the 1700z.

BZ: zend me a picture of yourzelf!! zo i can look at it.

BZ: and punch it.

BZ: but moztly look at it.

EC: I know what a selfie is you peon, I was merely wondering your reasoning for desiring it.

EC: But fine, one moment please.

BZ: peon... lmao.

-- eminentConscript [EC] sent Selfie.png --

EC: [The photo looks to be taken with his <omm devi<e, held at a slightly higher level to give it a tasteful angle for the shot of him sitting <ross legged in his desk <hair. Hes dressed in a beat up looking white t shirt and sweatpants, his hair is let down and a few strands hang in the way of his fa<e while the rest is tu<ked behind his ears. He looks very tired but is giving the <amera a small smile none the less.]

BZ: GROZZ!!

EC: Less disgusting then you I am sure.

EC: Return the favor if you wish to prove me wrong.

BZ: lol lizten... i'm not gonna try to fight you on that one cuz we all know what a dirty boy i am. >8)

BZ: but i'll zend u a pic anywayz.

-- biotechnicZeal [BZ] sent IMG_05443.jpg --

BZ: [Citrin is lounging on his bed -- though he's in a different location, the sheets are the same. He's holding the camera directly up over him while he's lying down, so it's probably not the most flattering angle but he doesn't care. He doesn't even have a SHIRT ON. The slob... His attitude is written perfectly on his face, as he's winking with his tongue out. >;P ]

EC: Your shirt seems to be intentionally missing from this photo.

BZ: bwah?? what??

BZ: i didn't even NOTICE.

EC: Of <ourse you didnt.

EC: Well thank you for the ex<hange of pi<tures.

EC: I should be going now though.

BZ: yeah... alright.

BZ: zee you zoon, dude.

EC: See you soon, <itrin.

-- eminentConscript [EC] ceased pestering biotechnicZeal [BZ] at 23:20 --

[biotechniczeal]

-- biotechnicZeal [BZ] began trolling windedArabesque [WA] -- 

BZ: hey nannerz. are u available?

WA: oh...! citrin...! hi...! yeah...!

BZ: cool. 

BZ: ummmm. 

BZ: idk i juzt needed zomeone to talk to which iz kind of a thing i don't do enough i guezz?? but point iz i juzt wanted to talk to u cuz generally that'z pretty damn eazy for me lol. 

BZ: zo what'z up?? 

BZ: wait, no. 

BZ: what'z up with me. iz what i'm trying to addrezz here... gdi me. get w/ it.

WA: well yeah...! that does seem to be your initial point...! 

WA: anyway i'm here...! 

WA: what's up...?

BZ: idk... a lot. 

BZ: did i tell you... orphuz left?

WA: what...? seriously...? 

WA: that's...! 

WA: why would he do that to you...?

BZ: he didn't do it to ME. bluh. 

BZ: he needed to go back home eventually. it'z juzt... a thing he needed to do. 

BZ: and it zuckz.

WA: ugh...! i'm so sorry...! 

WA: when sesroh left...! it really sucked...!

BZ: we're ztill gonna try dating but like... idk, ananya. i'm already zhitty at quadrant ztuff az iz.

WA: well...! you seemed really...! special to each other...! and i don't think you're shitty at it...! just look at... ! you and ruleus...!

BZ: hhhh i dunno if we're really thiz zhining example of ztability in a relationzhip.

WA: you really care...! about each other though...! 

WA: i think if you really want to do it...! you can...!

BZ: ... yeah. 

BZ: i guezz ur right. 

BZ: it'z juzt zcary, you know? i don't... alwayz believe in myzelf like that, i guezz? i let opportunitiez pazz me by... i let people pazz me by... ugh... 

BZ: i think it'z pretty much official that ruleuz iz gonna live on lauctis. i know zileaz wantz to azk him to.

WA: oh...! do you know where...? you want to live...? i miss sileas a lot...! too...!

BZ: i guezz i'm thinking... i zhould go live on lauctiz? 

BZ: i waz juzt gonna ztay on zkaia with my dadz but... idk. maybe i zhould take a hint and get off my azz.

WA: if it helps...! i don't know where...! i'm going to live...! either...! 

WA: it's stressful...! to think about...!

BZ: yeah hrrngg. 

BZ: like it'z zo eazy for zome ppl?? like joel and colt aren't even thinking TWICE about leaving. they can juzt fuck off and then there'z me. 

BZ: i guezz i juzt feel kinda... idk... limited, maybe?

WA: limited...! exactly...! i feel like i will be missing people either way...!

BZ: yeah... idk. 

BZ: i'm juzt not that ambitiouz. zure, i've got a lot of perzonal ztuff going on but like it'z been ZWEEPZ zince i've been involved in any kind of major zcience project. 

BZ: and like, i'm... 

BZ: not zuper reliable. 

BZ: i feel like i'm too dependent to be on my own. and that i'll juzt drag ppl down if i go zomeplace with them. 

BZ: ... i don't wanna drag ruleuz down.

WA: i understand...! it's hard...! to know where you want to be...! or where you're supposed to be...! 

WA: and who wants you around...!

BZ: PRETTY MUCH. 

BZ: zigh... 

BZ: hey, uh... can i come over?

WA: please...! 

WA: you don't even have...! to ask...!

BZ: eheheh. of courze not. 

CITRIN: -he doesn't waste another second, heading over to ananya's room and knocking on the door.- LEMME IN.

ANANYA: -she gets up to answer the door and automatically steps aside- so demanding...!

CITRIN: -grins at her, floating past into her room and making himself at home like he probably does all the time.- AAAH. -flops on her... BED?? COUCH??-

ANANYA: -she has both so it's his choice. both are neatly made. and while she gives him an amused judgemental glance, it never feels more like home when citrin is here. she's glad for his company- are you...? hibernating...? for the winter...?

CITRIN: YEZ. like how i hibernate for every zeazon. -curls up on her bed and pretends to sleep.- 

CITRIN: bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

ANANYA: there he goes...! -climbs on her bed and plops down next to him just to poke his side- such a deep sleeper...!

CITRIN: (eheheheh.) -squirms, but in the midst of his squirming he rests his head on her lap.- 

CITRIN: i like to zleep. >80

ANANYA: -grins down at him, fangs and all. she starts to pet his hair- i know...! you would human...! marry sleep...! if you could...!

CITRIN: -the buzzing continues like a chirr when he's pet. bzz bzz...- it'z alwayz there for me... B')

ANANYA: always waits for you...! at home...! with open arms...!

CITRIN: JUZT LIKE THIZ. -squeezes his arms around her middle and gives her a hug. kind of awkwardly from the angle he's at, but a hug all the same.-

ANANYA: hehehe...! -she giggles and just...awkwardly leans over him while sort of hugging his head-

CITRIN: -chirrs intensify, but he otherwise goes quiet for a moment.- ... 

CITRIN: i'm gonna mizz you when we get to zkaia. 

CITRIN: like... idk. no matter where i end up it'z gonna be weird not having you RIGHT NEXT DOOR, you know? -slumps a little-

ANANYA: -her expression softens a great deal because of this, and so does her composure- yeah...! -her voice goes super quiet- same...! 

ANANYA: you're my best friend...!

CITRIN: ... you're my bezt friend too. BAZICALLY FAMILY?? -nuzzles against her middle and stares off quietly for another long moment.-

ANANYA: yeah...! family's kind of...! a better way to describe it...! 

ANANYA: -with the silence, she thinks of something- you know...? 

ANANYA: when i think about the people...! i'll miss the most...! it's kind of...! without a doubt...! you...!

CITRIN: -after a while, he manages another smile.- at leazt i know you're alwayz gonna keep in contact with me eheheh.

ANANYA: well...! yeah...! -she's quiet for another moment- what if...? i just...? 

ANANYA: went where you go...?

CITRIN: -blinks at her in surprise, but then laughs it off.- yeah, zure... 

CITRIN: ... 

CITRIN: i mean, are you zeriouz?? you don't gotta like... FOLLOW ME ANYWHERE-- that'd-- 

CITRIN: ... well... 

CITRIN: i'd really like that tbh.

ANANYA: -her cheeks get a little maroon for a second but she lifts her head up to shrug- well...! yeah...! i'm serious...! it's not like i...! have anywhere else to go...! might as well go based on who i want to be there with...!

CITRIN: eheheh. aww, are you embarrazzed?? -but then he pauses... he's always been slow on the uptake, but his wits are getting a LITTLE sharper these days.- ... 

CITRIN: -and when he really thinks about it... if he could be with his two best friends, then moving anywhere doesn't sound half as terrifying as it did before. all at once, he can imagine all the things he could do with ananya that neither of them can do here. that neither of them can do alone.- 

CITRIN: um-- then... 

CITRIN: i guezz you're going to lauctiz. >80

ANANYA: -she smiles at his comment and this is probably the happiest she's been in a long time- i guess...! we're...! going to lauctis...!

CITRIN: -beams excitedly back at her. he can definitely relate. it felt like there wasn't much to look forward to lately. he squirms to sit, then starts to roll off the bed.- I THINK THIZ CALLZ FOR A CELEBRATION.

ANANYA: -watches him roll off the bed and nods- well...! you know me...! i'll take any reason...! to party...!

CITRIN: -brings out his comm, turns on some TUNES and sets it down on a side table. then he shifts back towards her and offers her his hands.- dance with me. >80

ANANYA: -watches him carefully and her expression softens the moment he holds out his hands to her. she takes his hands and smiles because she'd NEVER turn down a dance- well...! if you insist...! -dramatically sighs before giggling-

CITRIN: GREAT. -helps her off the bed and then SWEEPS HER OFF HER FEET to dance around the room with her. kind of like a ballroom dance, which is totally inappropriate for the edm he put on, but who cares? it shouldn't exert her too much, because he's using his psionics to float her along with him.-

ANANYA: -it feels entirely magical, this moment. and she properly takes form for elegant partner dancing, doing the swaying while he holds them up- nice music...! i like this...! -it's definitely unique-

CITRIN: I LIKE U. UR NICE. -snickers, then holds her a little closer as they sway. the chirring continues.-

ANANYA: -holds on tighter to him and rests her head on his shoulder- hehehe...! oh my god...!

CITRIN: don't hate on my amazing linez. -nuzzles at her hair.-

ANANYA: i wasn't hating...! i was just...! 

ANANYA: considering...!  -she adjusts her arms so she's even closer and she sighs contentedly before she too starts chirring-

CITRIN: conzidering what?? 

CITRIN: (deez globez?) 

CITRIN: 8)

ANANYA: NO...! 

ANANYA: none of deez...!

CITRIN: ALL OF DEEZ!!

ANANYA: -so much giggling- NONE OF DEEZ...!

CITRIN: then what elze could you POZZIBLY be pondering about??

ANANYA: it's another way to say hating...! considering...!

CITRIN: ZO U ADMIT TO BEIN' A HATER!!

ANANYA: i am a considerer...!

CITRIN: you conzider hatin'... and alwayz conclude that u zhould.

ANANYA: i'm a considerate hater...! let's meet in the middle...!

CITRIN: ... actually, that zoundz way more accurate anyway. >80 

CITRIN: btw, what were we even talking about?? eheheh.

ANANYA: lauctis...? 

ANANYA: -pauses and sighs- oh right...! 

ANANYA: there's also shiloh...!

CITRIN: who tf iz zhiloh??

ANANYA: -frowns- well...! you might not want to go to lauctis with me...! after i tell you about shiloh...!

CITRIN: nannerz, plz... i zeriouzly doubt THAT. -knows she can be dramatic sometimes, but fixes her with a serious expression while he listens anyway.-

ANANYA: -looks ashamed- for a while...! i was pretending to be...! someone named shiloh...! that i made up...! 

ANANYA: i talked to a lot of our friends...! like little...! and kavi...! 

ANANYA: and then i talked to dorian...! 

ANANYA: and soon after that...! i saw him talking to...! someone named shiloh...? who knew dorian...! and it wasn't me...! and now he's on the ship...!

CITRIN: -goes a little wall eyed.- you made him up... but he'z a real perzon? 

CITRIN: ... DID U CATFIZH AND ZTEAL THIZ GUY'Z IDENTITY??

ANANYA: no...! i made him up...! i didn't even take anyone's identity...! i made a new one...!

CITRIN: ... -sweats- zo... 

CITRIN: you're zaying thiz imaginary dude... became real?

ANANYA: yeah...!

CITRIN: UGH. 

CITRIN: I HATE THAT MAGIC BULLZHIT!!

ANANYA: now i guess i'm responsible...? and i was just starting to tell people...! the truth...!

CITRIN: -buzzes and clicks in thought, still swaying a little to the music.- hey... 

CITRIN: why were u pretending to be zomebody elze, anyway?

ANANYA: -she sighs, feeling more ashamed about it now- i don't know...? i just wanted to see...? what it was like...?

CITRIN: -tilts his head, expression more concerned.- okay but... idk not to zound like a broken record but... 

CITRIN: why?

ANANYA: because...! i just...! -she sighs AGAIN, heavily- i just don't like being me...! sometimes...! and i felt like...! everyone else would like...! shiloh better...! and now he's real....! so...! that's just great for me...!

CITRIN: ... there'z no way i could like zhiloh better than you. juzt... fyi.

ANANYA: i don't know...! about that...!

CITRIN: um?? no offenze but haz zhiloh been my bezt friend zince i waz a wriggler?? doez he chill with me in the infirmary when i'm all zweaty and grozz and zick?? doez he teach me ZWEET DANCE MOVEZ that actually make me get off my lazy azz every once in a while?? i don't THINK ZO.

ANANYA: -she can't help but giggle as he lists all that- no...! he can't claim any of that...!

CITRIN: yeah zo, he'z got a lot of catching up to do if he hopez to imprezz ME. 

CITRIN: -holds onto her shoulders- point iz... you're irreplaceable.

ANANYA: -she smiles when he says that but her lip quivers and she actually starts to cry a little-

CITRIN: -oh...- 

CITRIN: ... no be cry. -pulls her in close again for a hug, nuzzling at her hair.-

ANANYA: -hugs him tightly- you too...!

CITRIN: i know it... nobody can meme like i can... -tiniest wheeze laugh as he gives her a squeeze.- 

CITRIN: ... but real talk i'm... glad u think zo.

ANANYA: -she sniffles and buries her head into his shoulder- always have....!

[biotechniczeal]

--amaurosisMongrel [AM] began pestering biotechnicZeal [BZ]-- 

 AM: Hey how are things.

BZ: lol that'z a lil curt and out of the blue. 

BZ: thingz are zhitty thx for azking tho. 

BZ: how are thingz w/ u?

AM: Didn't mean for it to seem curt I'm just curious. 

AM: Things are okay here though.

AM: The whole planet is hyped on massive amounts of different holiday traditions.

BZ: that'z pretty cool. 

BZ: my dad likez to do thiz like twelve dayz of chriztmaz thing zo we juzt zwitched that the holiday cheer into MAXIMUM OVERDRIVE.

AM: Dang and I'm missing it.

AM: That sounds neat.

AM: Also interrupting the small talk but there was something I kind of wanted to talk about with you.

BZ: oh thank god i hate zmall talk. lmao. 

BZ: okay not actually but idk i got the imprezzion u were only mezzaging me cuz u wanted zomething and there it iz. 

BZ: what'z up?

AM: Right so. 

AM: I'm guessing you saw Ruleus's post on prongle about how he was thinking about moving here to Lauctis. I was just wondering what your thoughts on that are.

BZ: right.... 

BZ: i mean?? we've talked about it before. 

BZ: he'z alwayz wanted to live there zo idk it zeemed more like an inevitability than anything. 

BZ: i want him to do what he wantz to do?? /zhrug.

AM: Would you ever want to move here with him?

BZ: m... maybee?? er. 

BZ: i mean... of courze i wanna be wherever he iz. 

BZ: it'z juzt... idk it'z dumb.

AM: I understand that feeling. 

AM: Now obviously I really want him to move here and stay on lauctis with me, because that would be awesome. Not getting to see him as much since I left has been up there with some of the worst things to happen in my life. 

AM: But I also want to know that you two are still good even if he did move here. Because you guys have something really important with each other.

BZ: no offenze but thiz iz all really weird hearing from you. 

BZ: ... but thankz for zaying that. 

BZ: i dunno. i guezz while we're being all zincere and zhit i'm juzt having a hard time adjuzting to all theze zudden changez? 

BZ: like firzt we get zlammed with all thiz heavy zhit that turned bazically everyone'z livez upzide down like hello kidz, time 2 face the realitiez of life which, zpoilerz, life iz a fucking bitch it'z not JUZT A CLICHE. 

BZ: and then like, in my perzonal life i ztill feel like an azz who can't get a grazp on how quadz are zupposed to work and idk i'm like dancing around underztanding where my place even iz?? 

BZ: and then orphuz leavez for GOOD like the zame week ruleuz leavez for his trip and i gotta think about them both being gone forever. 

BZ: and i'm juzt here letting everything pazz me by becauze i can't keep up with it cuz i'm a fat lil uzelezz lump of a gremlin lmao.

AM: Oh. 

AM: Yeah that's. 

AM: That's a lot to deal with at once I don't envy your situation.

BZ: I MEAN IT'Z WHATEVER??

AM: Okay if you say so.

BZ: N E WAY zorry for zpamming up ur client with my dirty laundry lol. 

BZ: i gotta talk to ruleuz again.

AM: Nah don't worry about it Citrin.

AM: I don't mind too much.

BZ: are u juzt zaying that cuz u don't gotta.

BZ: you can be like ok citrin whatever ztfu.

AM: No I actually mean it for once.

AM: I'm trying this new thing where I'm not as big of a jerk to everyone.

AM: And your Ruleus's quad so if I'm nice to anyone I should be nice to you too.

BZ: oh... yeah.

BZ: that'z... 

BZ: thankz for that. 

BZ: ... meanz a lot more then u probably know lol.

AM: You're welcome.

AM: Um.

AM: Sorry I've got another question.

AM: But you need to not tell anyone about it.

BZ: okay?? what iz it?

AM: Alright so.

 AM: I'm thinking about asking Ruleus to quad lock with me. Like here on Lauctis you get all sorts of benefits from that sort of thing and if he lives here they would be nice to have and also I'm crazy about him and really want him to say yes. 

AM: But basically do you think he would say yes if I did? Has he like ever mentioned anything that hinted that he feels the same way?

BZ: omg. that'z... 

BZ: ... damn... 

BZ: um... honeztly? no, he'z never zaid anything like that. 

BZ: but come on dude, don't be denze about it! you've been together forever already. i have a feeling ruleuz feelz like you're ALREADY locked, even if it'z not formal lmao. 

BZ: ruleuz doezn't half azz zhit. he doezn't need to zpell it out for it to be obviouz he'z committed to what you've got. 

BZ: ... 

BZ: yeah. 

BZ: i think you zhould go for it. even if he zayz no i know you guyz will be fine zo it'z not like there'z any repercuzzionz to worry about lol.

AM: Well I would probably cry, that would be a repercussion. 

AM: Thanks though. Like seriously actually thank you, Citrin. It means a lot.

BZ: np. eheheh...

AM: Well if you think he's going to say yes then it's up to me now to just not fuck it up some how before I ask him, hah.

BZ: pffff yeah GOOD LUCK.

AM: Thanks man.

BZ: hey uh... how are you doing btw?? like idk. 

BZ: how'z ur ztab hole??

AM: My "stab hole" is okay, it's more of a line though. I got the stitches out, and it's becoming less tender. I'm on a physical therapy program and carry an inhaler in case my lungs have trouble keeping up. Haven't had to use it yet though.

BZ: okay that'z good newz. cool. 

BZ: btw don't do that again?? the whole getting ztabbed thing. like i'm zure u've heard from that everyone but now you're gonna hear it from me.

AM: Yeah I've heard that from just about everyone. But don't worry I don't plan on it. AM: Also the organization that set up the assassination attempt was found demolished, so I don't think it will happen again.

BZ: zhit!! okay that'z really good newz. 

BZ: anyway, uh... iz there anything elze you wanna talk about? cuz i'm about to go crazh with ananya.

AM: Oh uh no, not really. AM: Have a good time.

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-- biotechnicZeal [BZ] began trolling eminentConscript [EC] -- 

BZ: hey ZOOOO. 

BZ: i've been putting thiz off for far too long. like... tbh you might even be gone by now and i wouldn't even know lmao. 

BZ: but i'm gonna azzume ur not and i'm gonna take initiative before you fuck off for real. 

BZ: orphuz. 

BZ: we gotta. 

BZ: ... 

BZ: ... 

BZ: ...

BZ: talk.

EC: I have not left yet. 

EC: But I also agree. 

EC: But with a signifi<ant la<k of finishing <rumbs.

BZ: THEY WERE FOR DRAMATIC EFFECT!! 

BZ: um zhould we do thiz... thru text or... 

BZ: idk if u wanna zee me... 

BZ: wait, no. 

BZ: you're GONNA zee me and you're gonna LIKE IT.

EC: Okay. 

EC: I am in my blo<k.

BZ: OKAY!! HERE COMEZ ME. 

CITRIN: -and yes, here he comes, and he's trying to ignore how nervous he is... but he has to assert himself here! show orphus what's what! give him some PERSPECTIVE. just like ruleus said. he arrives shortly afterwards, knocking vigorously on orphus' door.-

ORPHUS: -When he hears the knock he opens the door to peek out at the obnoxious one just outside of it. Past orphus citrin could see that his room was even more barren then usual. He had been slowly packing for days, drawing out the process more then he should have for nostalgia sake, and was just about finished up.- 

ORPHUS: I should let you in I suppose.

CITRIN: -seeing the state of him room makes his stomach tie up in knots and he has to swallow down the sick feeling.- um... yeah you better. -starts squirming past him, in fact.-

ORPHUS: -Keeps in citrins way a little extra longer just for old times sake before letting him past and shutting the door behind him.- 

ORPHUS: I am glad you <ame by. 

ORPHUS: So we <ould speak.

CITRIN: yeah. umm. -shoot, his mind is going blank.- 

CITRIN: like-- ... ZHIT. 

CITRIN: okay, lizten. i think... thiz iz ztupid.

ORPHUS: -Folds his arms and raises a brow at this confession.- You think that <oming here to my blo<k is stupid? 

ORPHUS: Or that my having to leave is stupid.

CITRIN: THE LATTER ONE, OBVIOUZLY?? -huffs.- 

CITRIN: you don't HAVE to leave!!

ORPHUS: Yes I do. 

ORPHUS: -Grumbles.- Now more then ever sin<e I've just been informed my younger half sibling is deserting the <rew.

ORPHUS: Or plans to anyways.

CITRIN: BUT THAT'Z NOT YOUR PROBLEM?? i mean!! urrrgghhh. 

CITRIN: why are you letting them control you like thiz? i mean... if you're not ready to leave yet then you don't have to!! it'z your LIFE! 

CITRIN: nothing they hold over your head iz more important than-- than... i don't know... urgh. 

CITRIN: ... 

CITRIN: you do want to ztay, don't you?

ORPHUS: -Hhhhh.- 

ORPHUS: This ship is retiring soon. -Yes, excellent way to deflect the question.-

ORPHUS: What am I it do when it does.

CITRIN: i... you... 

CITRIN: there'z ztuff to do on zkaia! my dad could find you work. it wouldn't be a big deal. it-- i... 

CITRIN: ... i don't know. 

CITRIN: -he's tried, but he just can't fight it the way he thought he should.- 

CITRIN: i juzt don't want you to leave me.

ORPHUS: -Hrgk, he feels the twist in his gut, reminding him how twisted up about this he was.- I.... 

ORPHUS: I don't want to leave you either. 

ORPHUS: But. -He scowls, because scowling is better then looking sad.- 

ORPHUS: I have no pla<e on skaia. 

ORPHUS: And it would not be safe. For me, but more importantly you and others. 

ORPHUS: I am my parents offspring. My lineage and <onne<tions to them alone bring with it trouble and risk.

ORPHUS: Also. 

ORPHUS: My own ship... is my family. 

ORPHUS: You must understand that? Of all people?

CITRIN: i... yeah, of courze-- but... -tears are starting to well up in his eyes. he didn't want to do this. he wipes away at them, hoping it might dismiss them all together.- 

CITRIN: you don't underztand... 

CITRIN: maybe i didn't even underztand... until you zaid you were leaving... 

CITRIN: how much you mean to me. 

CITRIN: if you... if you really gotta go i juzt-- i don't want that to be the end of it. i'm afraid it would be. 

CITRIN: i'm really... zeriouz about uz, you know?

ORPHUS: -His eyes widen, briefly betraying his trained stormy and cold expression.- 

ORPHUS: I. 

ORPHUS: I also really do like what we have. 

ORPHUS: You have been my first ever rival. My first ever quadrant. 

ORPHUS: -Fuck, citrins small tears are making his eyes water, particularly the birthmark effected one.-

ORPHUS: I don't want it to be the end either, <itrin...

CITRIN: -sniffles. unfortunately, the tears don't stop like he wants them to. it's a relief to hear, but it aches something fierce at the same time. he's lost for words for a moment, and in the absence of being able to do anything else, he shuffles in closer to orphus to wrap his arms tight around him.-

ORPHUS: -What gross affection... But orphus also holds Citrin in a tight hug, nuzzling the top of the peaches fluffy head.- Do not be like this. 

ORPHUS: You will soften my resolve a-and then... -Briefly sniffles to gain his composer again.- 

ORPHUS: I <an try and visit. When I am able to.

CITRIN: -squishes his cheek against his middle, huffing again.- we can't juzt try. 

CITRIN: i don't wanna juzt try... i... 

CITRIN: i'm juzt gonna be real-- i wanna be a priority. 

CITRIN: i'd go to you but you don't really want me there, do you?

ORPHUS: -There is a noticeable time of silence before Orphus responds to him, and he is glad Citrin can't see his conflicted expression.- 

ORPHUS: I have <onsidered it. 

ORPHUS: But it would be a selfish desire. It would put you at risk. Even if I was there prote<ting you, if anything were to happen I.... 

ORPHUS: I do not wish to finish the thought. I would be remorseful.

CITRIN: ... -sniffles some more- you're a dork. 

CITRIN: it'z not... really my zcene, though. zo i guezz you don't have to worry about that. -winces when he thinks about it. what if they're too different? what if they can't exist in the same world?-

ORPHUS: -He already thinks about that. Constantly. All the time actually.- 

ORPHUS: -Keeps Citrin in his arms and sighs.- Very true. 

ORPHUS: .... Do you. 

ORPHUS: Still wish to <ontinue to be with me even though I will be leaving?

ORPHUS: If not I understand... 

ORPHUS: But this is something we need to de<ide.

CITRIN: -looks up at him, brows knitted.- of courze i ztill want to be with you!

ORPHUS: -He feels a brief moment of blissful relief. It's likely not wise, and such a long distance based relationship would prove difficult. But... Maybe they could make it work. Somehow.- 

ORPHUS: Then it is a likewise sentiment.

ORPHUS: And you have my word that upon my departure, I shall make every attempt I <an to see you hen<e after.

ORPHUS: So that I may judge your dan<ing and remind you inse<ts are vile and disgusting.

CITRIN: eheheh... -his expression splits into a grin.- yeah, okay. 

CITRIN: and zo i can embarrazz you at every opportunity and make you have zome FUN for once in your life. >8P

ORPHUS: -Huffs, but he is glad Citrin is at least smiling.- I suppose that as well.

[biotechniczeal]

ORPHUS: *Its dark, the moons barely giving enough light in the clouded sky to be able to see more then a couple of feet in front of you. He turns his head just slightly to whisper something over his shoulder to his second in comand while they sit at the check point with two one other troll with him. The second half of his squad is across the street tucked behind another building. The entire street- no the whole city is quiet, barren. Something feels off. He checks his radio to get in contact with the second squad, "Eddi<k." No reply only static and dead air. "Eddi<k <ome in." this time their is a gurgled hiss, like words pressed out through gritted teeth. "Wroooong waaaaaaaaaay." Orphus doesn't even have time to expression his confusion before the sound of gun shots ring out in both his ears and the entire world does a 360 degree spin. Hes on the deck of his fathers ship now, all his men are gone, people are fighting there is blood of all colors on the wooden boards under his feet. Hes just barely four sweeps old and he has a knife, and there is an impossibly huge troll in front of him with bright red eyes and tusks big enough to gut someone. Orphus cant move, it feels like hes breathing in water instead of air, drowning on oxygen. And the big troll grins and lifts the axe in his hands while distorted images he recognizes as his father and family crew stand in the background and watch as the laughing monster drives the blade of his axe straight through his chest-*

ORPHUS: *Orphus inhales with a deep shuddering gasp sitting directly up. He wheezes and shakes, covered in cold sweat and something is near him and his first instinct is to disentangle himself. Wait. Wait hes not home. Hes not four sweeps old, hes not dead. He's in Citrin's room, they were hanging out, got tired and fell asleep. That is where they were.*

ORPHUS: *A shaking hand reaches up to his chest and through the t shirt ghosts over the old scar. It wasnt real, it wasnt real this time.* (S'not real....)

CITRIN: *citrin isn't easy to stir usually, but suddenly being rolled aside when orphus sits up is enough to get him groaning. he squints up at orphus through sleep crusted eyes and baps at the shape of him lightly with one hand.*

CITRIN: what'z your deal? *whines*

ORPHUS: *He roughly smacks the hand away that touches him, and winces instantly as he didnt mean to put so much strength behind it but his whole body is rigid.* ......Nn-Nothing.

CITRIN: *grumbles and shifts to sit up too, leaning back on his hands. he blinks away the sleep and finally notices orphus doesn't look so good.* ... oh, hey. are you okay?

ORPHUS: *Hes not wheezing anymore, but he is taking deep breaths. He just needs a few more moments to finish coming back to reality.* Im... yes. It is fine. *He scoots to the edge of the bed and swallows dryly, fighting off the sudden nausea.*

ORPHUS: *Hes pale and still all kinds of visably uncomfortable. Like he is ready to bolt from the spot at any moment.*

CITRIN: umm okay. but what'z up?? i mean, can you talk about it...? *he's trying to phrase things a little more sensitively anymore... but when all else fails he can usually rely on his warm chubby comforts?? he scoots closer, pressing against orphus' arm and chirring softly.*

ORPHUS: *It takes his entire will not to flinch away from the warmth of Citrin pressing against him, it was always a little difficult for him to deal with physical contact right after one of his dreams, but the presence and chirrs did help to start to sooth him.* ....Just. Bad dream.

ORPHUS: It.. Happens. Its not-... For trolls more involved in-- Its not un<ommon in the more milaristi< Alternian so<ieties.

CITRIN: oh... yeah. like ptzd? *that happens to his dad sometimes, too. he keeps chirring.* ... that ztill zuckz though.

ORPHUS: No. Its not. *He snaps his responce quickly, he always hated putting a name to it. Ptsd. He hated it so much.*

ORPHUS: People get nightmares.

CITRIN: umm i mean i beg to differ but whatever. *grumbles a little, but squishes his cheek to him defiantly.* either WAY.

ORPHUS: *He grunts and leans into him.* I do not have ptsd. I am stronger then that.

CITRIN: pbbbt. that izn't how it workz...

ORPHUS: Im sorry are you an expert of some kind. *huffs.*

CITRIN: UM I MEAN... it'z not like i don't know ANYTHING about it... *looks up at him* a lot of people in my family ztruggle with ztuff like that.

ORPHUS: *Hes staring straight ahead at a wall on the otherside of the room, but for a brief moment his gaze flicks down to Citrin and then back up.* ............ I dont experien<e it every day. Its just.

ORPHUS: Every on<e in a while it happens. Never when Im awake.

CITRIN: oh yeah, zo i guezz thatdoezn't make it a problem then... *so much for being SENSITIVE. but orphus is being stubborn and he's worried.*

ORPHUS: Yes, that is <orre<t.

CITRIN: i waz being ZARCAZTIC, geniuz!! >8P

ORPHUS: I know. But that was still <orre<t.

CITRIN: UGH.

CITRIN: it'z not tho.

ORPHUS: For me it is.

CITRIN: >8/

CITRIN: zo you think you're better than people who have ptzd??

ORPHUS: *He scowls and looks down at him again.* No, I did not say that.

CITRIN: you're kind of acting like it...

ORPHUS: *His good ear flicks.* That is not my intention.

ORPHUS: I just do not think I have ptsd.

ORPHUS: The dreams do not impeed my work. Or interfere with my day to day life.

CITRIN: i mean... if you're zure... *but he sounds like he doubts it*

ORPHUS: Yes I am <ertian. I only happen to have dreams that roughly mimi< experien<es I did not find ex<eptionally friendly.

ORPHUS: *Suddenly realizes that his one hand is still gripping the front of his own shirt over his scars and he quickly releases it.*

CITRIN: *he notices this once he let's go and frowns deeper.* ...

CITRIN: do you ever... talk about the dreamz?

CITRIN: with anybody?

ORPHUS: *He shakes his head.* No. Not in a very long time.

CITRIN: maybe you zhould do that??

ORPHUS: *He takes a moment to think about it.* ...With who. *He wouldnt message his dad about them, that would just make him worried.*

CITRIN: um... idk...

CITRIN: maybe the guy zitting right next to you??

CITRIN: >8/

ORPHUS: *Raises a brow at him.* Is that a legitimate offer.

CITRIN: OF COURZE IT IZ?? why wouldn't it be.

ORPHUS: Be<ause that does not really seem something a kismesis would be interested in. I am fairly <ertain my father and non-existent mother never spoke of su<h things.

CITRIN: ... lmao maybe that'z why zhe'z "non-exiztant."

CITRIN: *he shrugs* i dunno... maybe that izn't how it'z zuppozed to go?? but in thiz caze i don't think i care.

ORPHUS: Hm. Alright.

ORPHUS: .....How should I begin?

CITRIN: at the beginning?? >8P

CITRIN: whatever you remember firzt from the dream.

ORPHUS: Okay. *He readjusts himself and looks down at his hands in his lap, starting to idly fiddle with his fingers as he tries to drag up the dream instead of shoving it down like usual.* Everything seemed sort of distorted. I mean, you <ant ever tell in the moment, its just dream logi<. I was with part of my old task squad. And... and I think we were on some sort of mission. We were in this abandoned <ity for some reason, and I <ouldnt get in <onta<t with half my men.

CITRIN: *he shifts too, turning to look at him better while he speaks. he has an intense stare of CONCENTRATION. he frowns as he listens... orphus is so young. he can't believe he's been put in charge of something like that? not that he thinks he's incapable, of course... mostly it just seems a little FUCKED UP.*

CITRIN: okay... then what?

ORPHUS: *He worked so hard to get that position, it certainly wasn't easy to convince his dad to let him do it.* Then... Well then I turned to my se<ond in <omand, Reggia, and I think she said something but I dont remember it.

ORPHUS: I tried radioing the se<ond half of my squadrant, but they dont reply. But then they do only I dont think it was Eddi<k speaking it was something else.

ORPHUS: It said "Wrong way." And... And then I just hear a lot of gunfire.

CITRIN: *can his frowns get any deeper? they sure seem to.* iz thiz... did zomething like thiz happen to you?

ORPHUS: *He looks at Citrin again and sees the frown, and it makes him frown some. He didnt want Citrin to get upset over this after all.* No, not exa<tly. But there are similarities to the third mission I was ever in <harge of.

ORPHUS: I was <o<ky then. Riding the high of two previous su<<esses, and was either oporating on bad information or missed something.

ORPHUS: It was supposed to be just an obje<t retrieval mission. Take prisoners of those who resisted. But... they somehow knew we were <oming. Something gave us away and I led my team straight into an ambush.

ORPHUS: I froze and <ouldnt give orders in time. One died, I was shot and if it wasn't for Reggia I think I would have also died. She dug the bullet out when we were under fire and dragged me to safety even at the expen<e of taking a leg full of shrapnel.

CITRIN: *his frowns quickly transform into something a little more horrified.* you almozt DIED??

CITRIN: and you're juzt.

CITRIN: "thiz iz fine."

ORPHUS: Well, yes, I am now. That was a sweep ago.

ORPHUS: *Why does the bee look so horrified, he does not like it.*

CITRIN: oh, right. az they zay... TIME HEALZ ALL WOUNDZ. *he is pretty distressed and irritated. this must be similar to how ruleus feels right now...*

ORPHUS: *He feels more and more uneasy with Citrin's reaction, and now hes starting to scooch away.* Sorry.

ORPHUS: I'm aware that my situation is very unique to others on this ship. And that I'm sure I <ome off as <areless or overly bold or proud.

ORPHUS: But I need to be okay with it. With what I do. I re<ognize the dangers I fa<e, I'm not stupid or entirely re<kless. But I am used to not dwelling on what has gone wrong in the past. Be<ause when I do think about it, it makes me feel worried, or I hesitate on things.

CITRIN: *he sighs heavily, shoulders sagging.* i juzt... i don't get it.

CITRIN: i don't get why you zhould... have to deal with thiz ztuff.

ORPHUS: I suppose I dont have to.

ORPHUS: But I've always wanted to.

ORPHUS: I <ould have been a do<tor, or worked on engines, or <harts but...

ORPHUS: *He shrugs.* I never wanted to.

ORPHUS: I like what I do. There is good and bad to it. I want to be a troll my <rew <an be proud to <all one of their own. I want to go beyond their expe<tations of me.

CITRIN: iz that... i mean...

CITRIN: iz it really worth it?

ORPHUS: *He mulls over the question. Is it worth it? Thats one he used to ask himself a lot.* Truthfully? I do wonder about it.

ORPHUS: But yes, I think it is. Its worth it be<ause those I work alongside are worth it.

CITRIN: ... *stares down at his lap, having a hell of a time countering that.*

CITRIN: not to guilt trip you but...

CITRIN: whenever you... go back to that...

CITRIN: i'm gonna worry about you conztantly.

CITRIN: juzt.

CITRIN: fyi.

ORPHUS: *He figits. Right, someone had brought that to his attention a while ago, at some point he would be returning and leaving Citrin behind and suddenly he feels like there is a hole in the center of his chest.* Right. I apologize in advan<e for your worry.

CITRIN: *he just shurgs while his stomach slowly ties up into knots. the thought crosses his mind on occassion, but it's something he doesn't like to make a habit of dwelling on. at first, it wasn't so bad... citrin liked him, and he took the relationship seriously, but he's used to things coming and going. he felt like he could accept it. but where they are now -- as strange as it might seem to him, his relationship with orphus is almost... more stable than with ruleus, and the thought of him being gone is scary. he can't think of anything else to say, but he suddenly wants to be close to him again, so he closes the small gap orphus had made to wrap his arms around him.*

ORPHUS: *Heck dont do this to him. When Citrin's arms wrap around him like that the ache in his ribcage gets worse and what comes out of his mouth is almost a whine as he places a hand on the peaches back and gently rubs it.* You are being grossly affectionate. Y-You must stop.

CITRIN: i don't give a fuck... *buries his face against orphus' shirt, clinging tight.*

ORPHUS: *Nnooooo, he cant handle that. His arms are wrapping around Citrin, holding him a little tighter then he should and he presses his nose into the troll's hair.* Disgra<eful.

CITRIN: zhut up you're all about thiz. *the chirrs return with a vengence, and at some point, citrin started to climb up into his lap to sit. this is his chair now.-

ORPHUS: *Are you making him cradle you in his arms Citrin? Because that is what is happening now.* That just makes it worse.

CITRIN: eheheh. zuckz to be you. *tilts his head up to give him the lightest of nips at his jaw. they might as well be kisses.*

ORPHUS: *He grumbles at the nips and pokes and pinches his sides.* It does su<k to be me. But not as mu<h as it must su<k to be you.

CITRIN: what'z that zuppozed to mean?? it'z great to be me. *squirms a little as he's prodded, but he's grinning about it.*

ORPHUS: *Good, smiling means hes not as upset about Orphus's whole life as before and he can poke and prod him more.* Well for one you have a boring existen<e.

CITRIN: eheheh. it zuitz me. >8P

ORPHUS: A boring life style for a boring individual.

CITRIN: yeah right, like you ACTUALLY think i'm boring... with an "EXCITING" life like yourz, i doubt you'd wazte ur time on me if i wazn't ZOMEWHAT interezting. >8P

ORPHUS: Your dan<e skills are enti<ing, that is all.

CITRIN: oooo zo you like it when i zhake my money maker?? >8)

ORPHUS: ........No you ruined it.

CITRIN: I THINK YOU LIKE IT.

CITRIN: WHEN I ZHAKE.

CITRIN: MY MONEY MAKER.

ORPHUS: Not anymore. Now I hate it.

CITRIN: hold on.

CITRIN: *climbs off of him to stand in front of the bed*

CITRIN: >8)

CITRIN: r u ready...

CITRIN: for theze zick movez...

ORPHUS: *He clings to Citrin when the bee starts to leave but ultimatly releases him and already he is cringing in preperation for what is to come.* I am ready to be si<k from them.

CITRIN: *cackles*

CITRIN: *there he goes... the booty is rockin'.*

CITRIN: *everywhere.*

ORPHUS: No. *Gently kicks that butt with his foot.*

CITRIN: OOF.

CITRIN: yez tho.

CITRIN: *backs that ass up at orphus.*

ORPHUS: *Keeps kick nudging him.* Get out of here.

CITRIN: NO IT'Z MY BLOCK!!

ORPHUS: Not anymore I am <laiming it.

CITRIN: *HOPS UP and plops himself on orphus again.*

CITRIN: OH YEAH??

ORPHUS: You may fight me for it if you wish-- *HES PLOPPED ON.*

ORPHUS: *Gonna try and roll that peach over to get on top.*

CITRIN: *it's easy enough to overpower him when he isn't really putting up a fight, but he is wiggling and giggling all the while.*

ORPHUS: *Since Citrin doesnt resist him Orphus easily pins him, stradling the peach's waist and gently holding his arms above his horns.* Looks like this is still my blo<k.

CITRIN: pffff. well, what'z fair iz FAIR, i guezz. >8P

CITRIN: what are you gonna do with it now that you have it??

ORPHUS: *He sits back on him some and thinks about it.* Hm.

ORPHUS: Ki<k you out probably.

CITRIN: YOU WOULDN'T. becauze then you wouldn't have zomething zquizhy to zit on. >80

ORPHUS: I have your bed.

ORPHUS: And on<e I ki<k you out I would get rid of any bugs you are keeping in here.

CITRIN: NO!! RUDE!! don't punizh my bug friendz!! *nipz at hiz arm*

ORPHUS: "Bug friends" thats an oxymoron. *Blows on his face.* Do not try to bite me. Are you a trapped animal?

CITRIN: oh yez. i'm an animal alright. >;)

ORPHUS: A weak one if anything.

CITRIN: i'm not weak... in the zheetz...

ORPHUS: ........

ORPHUS: You are weak on top of them <learly.

CITRIN: ...

CITRIN: I'M ZAYING.

CITRIN: I'M GOOD AT THE ZEX.

ORPHUS: No yes I got as mu<h.

ORPHUS: Im just reminding you that normally you are quite weak and defenseless.

CITRIN: PLZ. i get it!! and i'm trying to change the zubject to zomething we BOTH care about.

ORPHUS: Whi<h is you being good at "the sex."

CITRIN: YEZ??

ORPHUS: You are alright at it.

CITRIN: ...

CITRIN: excuze me.

CITRIN: *he iz zo zeriouz*

ORPHUS: *Hes not being serious and is smiling a little bit.* You are ex<used.

CITRIN: NO. U LIZTEN TO ME.

CITRIN: i am.

CITRIN: GREAT.

ORPHUS: *He shrugs to get his goat.*

ORPHUS: If you insist.

CITRIN: I'M DA BEZ!!

ORPHUS: A reminder of proof might be ni<e.

CITRIN: oh yeah. *eyes emoji*

ORPHUS: Yes.

CITRIN: *zaps at orphus' arms to try to get him to let go of him.* >8P

ORPHUS: *Ouch!! Him zapped! He lets go of Citrin's wrists so he can rub the small sting in his arms away.* Rude.

CITRIN: *now that he's FREE, he can grab at orphus' shirt and pull him down for a kiss.*

ORPHUS: *He watches as Citrin grabs the front of his shirt and he can guess what happens next before hes even pulled down. The moment their lips meet Orphus firm presses forward into the kiss and he braces himself on the bed with hands placed on either sides of Citrin. Yes this is good.*

CITRIN: *he sits up as much as he can to lean into the kiss, giving it all the enthusiasm he's got. which is quite a bit, naturally. and with this new leverage, he starts to push back to roll them onto their sides.*

ORPHUS: *He wont fight it because now that they are on his sides he doesnt have to support himself above Citrin, and can instead put his hands to better work roughly carding through his hair.*

CITRIN: *despite being a tangle of limbs and lips, citrin is still trying to get orphus' shirt off. free the tiddies...*

ORPHUS: *huff.* (Getting that off would have been easier before you rolled us.) *He grumbles in between kisses and does a great deal of shifting to get his shirt up over his horns and shoulders, completely off his body.*

CITRIN: *yeeees. now his greedy little hands can feel up his muscles, but he lingers over his chest for a moment, where he remembers seeing orphus grasp at earlier after his dream.* ... *kisses him there.*

ORPHUS: *Yes feel his muscles, he is swol and strong. Hes got a six pack and everything- Citrin kisses the center of his chest, right over the long thin pale scar stretching across from left shoulder to right tid. It makes a slightly emotional noise that orphus didnt know he would make gurgle up the back of his throat.* Mhrgh... You are gross and affe<tionate. *He complains and then uses the hand on the back of Citrin's head to push him more against his chest so he can squeeze and smother the peach.*

CITRIN: eheheh... you keep trying to zay that like it'z a bad thing... *giggling gently into the cleft of his pecs, it only encourages him to kiss at it more. maybe orphus doesn't want to admit how his past experiences are haunting him, but there are other ways to help him heal. he hopes this will help, anyway. while he's doing that, his hand wanders down his waist, slipping to play with the band of his pants.*

[biotechniczeal]

pollination

[biotechniczeal]

The coolest bumblebee ever.

[biotechniczeal]

-- biotechnicZeal [BZ] began pestering choriocytosicInquisitor [CI] at 20:31 --

BZ: rrrrurrrrru.

CI: C!tr!n! Here ! am.

BZ: THERE YOU ARE.

BZ: what'z zhakin'?

CI: Uhhh... well.

CI: Quite a few things.

BZ: >8?

CI: Sileas is... or well was. In a heap of trouble.

CI: He will recover, of course. He's fine.

BZ: oh. uh, zhit... what happened??

CI: Ah.

CI: If I understand correctly, he took an assassination attempt made for Chanda.

BZ: holy zhit WHAT??

BZ: what the fuck!!

CI: Yes. That's swimilar to my reaction.

CI: Unfortunately, the distance combined with a NUMBER of other factors leave me at a rather helpless position. So...

CI: As far as I know, he is going to recover.

BZ: urgh. he BETTER if he knowz what'z good for him.

BZ: zigh.

BZ: 8(

BZ: do you... want zome company?

CI: I won't say no to company! Despite my ah... restless mood at the moment.

CI: If you can forgive it, then yes. I'm here.

BZ: yeah, of courze babe.

BZ: i'll be RIGHT THERE!!

CITRIN: *he flies over to ruleus' block even more hastily than he normally would. don't mind him if he just lets himself inside, too.* i'm HERE. *tries not to be too loud about it, at least...*

RULEUS: *And here sits Ruleus, right on the ground next to his desk chair which he has... neatly folded into a cube. Presumably with his bare hands, there aren't any other signs of destruction in his room. Right now, Ruleus is sorting through his store of laundry. Folding it and dividing where it needs to go.*

RULEUS: *fins perk as Citrin lets himself in, the tight expression on his face relaxing slightly.* That was fast. *he says this but he sounds relieved*

CITRIN: *yikes... he's just going to ignore the state of his desk and slide in next to him, plopping onto the floor next to him.* yeah i hightailed it over here.

CITRIN: *squishes his cheek to his arm, looking up at him.*

RULEUS: *No... he's cute. Presses a kiss to Citrin's forehead.* You're astonishingly sweet.

RULEUS: Thank you.

CITRIN: no u... *catches him in another kiss before he can pull away.*

RULEUS: Why? *mumbles around his lips* I was talking... about you right now.

CITRIN: becauze you are alwayz zweet and i'm thankin' my lucky ztarz for being zo BLEZZED obviouzly. *smiles softly*

RULEUS: I'm glad I knew of your intention beforehand. *here comes the rolling chirr* Otherwise, I'd know for SHORE you were looking to distract me. *huffs and sits back on his haunches, folding another shirt.* Whale it's working!

CITRIN: that waz the plan... to give u a diztraction...

CITRIN: and you...

CITRIN: GOT ONE.

CITRIN: *leans on him while he floats a shirt over to himself to fold. shittily.*

RULEUS: *It's okay. They're all t-shirts and pants.* Hmmm...

RULEUS: Mmmmmmmmm...

CITRIN: hmmmmm-mmmmmm??

CITRIN: *nuzzles at his arm some more*

RULEUS: *rocks on his butt restlessly, stretching out his legs... then crossing them again indian-style. Side-eyeing him all the same.* I think you're doing a GREAT job at distracting me!

RULEUS: You're very close to me. *says it like a fact. Did you know this??*

CITRIN: i am... and you know what'z cool to do when i'm cloze to you??

CITRIN: zmooching me more.

CITRIN: juzt puttin' that out there.

CITRIN: where everyone can zee it.

CITRIN: everyone being you.

RULEUS: *fins flutter as he considers.* Yes... Maybe...

RULEUS: Your theory holds water! >80

CITRIN: but we can only know for ZURE if we TEZT IT.

RULEUS: *slaps the shirt down into the pile* YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! LET'S TEST IT RIGHT NOW!

CITRIN: MY BODY IZ READY.

CITRIN: FOR ZCIENCE.

RULEUS: IT'S NOW OR NEVER. *abandons the shirt pile in favor of barreling Citrin over, erupting all over him in enthusiastic kisses.*

CITRIN: eheheheh. *this is good, this is right. he rolls back, wrapping his arms and legs around the other to cling tightly. he tries to return each smooch, but it's a little difficult when ruleus' cool lips tickle and make him laugh.*

RULEUS: *Citrin has the best laugh. It's so contagious! Warm limbs secure around him and Ruleus giggles, kissing at his smiling cheeks.* Remember how it is I mentioned you were the sweetest? I have physical PROOF.

CITRIN: eheheh... i guezz you've had enough time to gather the data. >8P *grins, nuzzling into the cheek kisses while rolling them onto their sides, and probably into the laundry. whoops.*

RULEUS: *No whoops to worry about. It was frumpled anyway. Keeps his own arms around Citrin, tugging him close and feeling up his squishy sides.* Oh yes... you are delectable beyond words! So much so, I'd rather not be talking right now! *grins and nips at his jaw.*

RULEUS: You're... WONDERFUL.

CITRIN: eheheh... *he just can't stop giggling. he never can during moments like this.* feel free to put that mouth to other uzez and eat me up. >8)

[biotechniczeal]

-- eminentConscript [EC] began pestering biotechnicZeal [BZ] at 18:12 --

EC: Hello.

BZ: oh zhit look who it be.

BZ: what'z up lozer.

EC: I would like to make a <orre<tion to my earlier polite greeting.

EC: You there.

EC: That is mu<h more abrassive.

BZ: LOL.

BZ: oh man, i'm feeling zo intimidated rn.

EC: Good.

EC: As you should.

BZ: eheheh.

BZ: zo what do you want? >8P

EC: To make you feel inadiquit with the use of my estemed diale<t.

EC: What else?

BZ: well, you're doing a really zhit job thuz far.

BZ: ZTEP IT UP.

EC: Your personality is obnoxious and you have very little realword a<omplishments they pale in <omparison to mine.

EC: Also your hair looks like you just dragged yourself out of the <oon every day.

BZ: let'z zee...

BZ: i revel in being obnoxiouz, i DO juzt drag myzelf out of the coon every day...

BZ: and ur a nerd zo i don't wanna compare myzelf to you ANYWAY.

BZ: owned owned and OWNED.

EC: Your style is also outdated.

EC: And very over rated.

BZ: bruh the 1700z called to tell u that your ztyle predatez mine.

BZ: alzo that it'z LAME.

EC: My style is <lassi<.

EC: Good fashion never fades.

BZ: damn... can't argue with that...

BZ: when it'z relevant.

BZ: unlike NOW.

BZ: boom.

BZ: roazted.

EC: You think yourself as <lever.

BZ: i do. B)

EC: Well this might be a sho<ker.

EC: But you are not.

EC: Boom.

EC: Roasted.

BZ: LMAO.

BZ: god.

BZ: that'z adorable.

BZ: ur cute.

EC: In<orre<t.

EC: You are <ute.

EC: Helpless and without mu<h to defend yourself with.

EC: <ute.

BZ: that'z not what cute meanz you douchenugget!!

BZ: but i am cute, definitely.

BZ: the cutezt.

BZ: and you can't rezizt me.

EC: That fa<t is annoyingly true.

BZ: >;)

EC: But I can take soli<e in knowing it is also re<ipro<ated.

BZ: zhit... alright.

BZ: we've reached a ztale mate.

EC: This is true.

BZ: >8P

BZ: zo what are you doing cutie?

EC: Antagonizing you.

BZ: that'z all??

EC: Yes.

BZ: fuck... u focuz all your attention on bugging me when ur doin' it?? >8')

BZ: i'm zo flattered.

EC: I would never dream of even diverting the smallest amout of fo<us away from su<h an important task.

BZ: eheheheheheheh...

BZ: well zince you're not buzy, do you wanna come over?

EC: To your blo<k?

BZ: yez!

EC: If the offer is real then yes.

BZ: >8P

BZ: why wouldn't it be??

EC: I dont know..

EC: I will be there soon.

BZ: zweet. >8)

ORPHUS: *Here he comes knocking on Citrin's door, hes even wearing his fancy jacket just to bug Citrin that much more after their previous conversation.*

ORPHUS: It is me. Let me in.

CITRIN: *jokes on you, because when he answers the door he just :eyes: the fancy jacket. yes, it is lame... but does orphus look hot in it? also yes.* zup nerd. you're looking nerdier than uzual.

ORPHUS: *He smiles.* And you are looking as unrefined as ever.

CITRIN: *beams, moving aside for him to come in.*

ORPHUS: *Here he comes, looking around the block to see the state of it.* How have you been today.

CITRIN: bored. >8P

CITRIN: i've been looking over zome planz for a project ruleuz waz... iz?? working on.

CITRIN: i'd zhow you but you'd probably zhit urzelf and nobody wantz that.

ORPHUS: *Orphus turns and raises an eyebrow before squinting at him.* ...What is it that you are doing?

CITRIN: i mean if you're gonna PRY. *waddles over to his desk to pull out the miss fuzzy II designs and notes.* check it.

ORPHUS: *He follows him closely to peer over Citrin's shoulder but um ew no that is an ugly picture he frowns.* ...So you two are.

ORPHUS: Drawing, uh, "Furries?" together?

CITRIN: ...

CITRIN: NO.

CITRIN: if you wanna zee my beezona then i'll ZHOW YOU!! but thiz iz zcience.

CITRIN: we're making gentically engineered bee.

CITRIN: *gestures, holding his hands out wide* zhe'll be about... thiz big!

ORPHUS: ................... *Stares at him.*

ORPHUS: *STARES AT HIM HARD.*

CITRIN: 8)

CITRIN: *chirrs*

ORPHUS: *He squints harder.*

ORPHUS: Why.

ORPHUS: Would you want to do something like that.

CITRIN: look me in the optical zpherez and tell me you don't know EXACTLY WHY i would want to do zomething like that.

ORPHUS: Be<ause you are trying to drive me away. That <ould be the only reason.

CITRIN: NO.

CITRIN: BECAUZE.

CITRIN: I LOVE.

ORPHUS: You plan to try and murder me with this vile <reature.

CITRIN: BEEZ.

ORPHUS: I hate bees.

CITRIN: *rebecca sugar voice* i fucking love beeeez.

CITRIN: why would i wanna murder you anyway??

CITRIN: then i couldn't bother you.

ORPHUS: I have no idea why you would do it but <learly that is your intent.

CITRIN: YOU'RE ZO DUMB.

CITRIN: anyway, yeah. thiz iz a thing we're gonna do. at zome point.

ORPHUS: Delay it for as long as possible.

ORPHUS: Enough time for me to pack my bags and remove myself from this ship.

CITRIN: NO.

CITRIN: I'LL PUNCH U IN THE TIDDY.

ORPHUS: *He scowls.* How will you be able to do that if I have already es<aped.

CITRIN: i'll hunt you down.

CITRIN: my fizt haz an orphuz tiddy radar.

ORPHUS: With what skills-- Oh.

ORPHUS: Well.

CITRIN: heat zeeking.

CITRIN: teet zeeking.

ORPHUS: You will have to fight me then.

CITRIN: GOOD.

CITRIN: I WILL.

CITRIN: *floats up just enough to punch him in the tiddy right here and right now*

ORPHUS: ........ *Offended bewilderment???*

CITRIN: >8)

ORPHUS: *Prepare to be punched right back!! Firm but gentle fist heading straight for your bee tit.*

CITRIN: OW MY TIDDY.

CITRIN: *nips at him*

ORPHUS: *He pulls his hand back and then goes to give the same treatment to the OTHER tit.* You brought it on yourself.

CITRIN: you brought THIZ.

CITRIN: ... *goes to butt pose against the nearest wall.*

ORPHUS: *He stares at that butt pose.* Hmm.

ORPHUS: Is that supposed to be sedu<tive.

ORPHUS: *Because it kind of is...*

CITRIN: yez.

CITRIN: >8)

ORPHUS: *Internally sweats.* I see.

CITRIN: *wiggles booty*

ORPHUS: *He slowly crosses the room over to him now, gazing intensely at him while he walks closer and closer until he is right up against that booty.* .....

ORPHUS: *And then.* .........

ORPHUS: *And then....*

ORPHUS: *HE PUNCHES THE BOOTY TOO.*

CITRIN: AAAAAAAAAAAA.

CITRIN: MY CHEEK MEAT.

CITRIN: *he's laughing though.*

ORPHUS: Serves you right for it. Pfft. *He also cant help but chuckle a little. Citrin was silly. Ctrin made HIM silly.*

CITRIN: yeah WHATEVER. *bumps his butt up against orphus now that he's there.*

CITRIN: >;0

ORPHUS: *He blushes and whaps the butt bumping against him.* Stop that.

CITRIN: you're into it tho.

CITRIN: the booty zlapz only make me ZTRONGER.

ORPHUS: *He blushes more.* No.

CITRIN: yeeeezzzzz.

ORPHUS: ....No.

CITRIN: YEZ!!

CITRIN: do it again.

ORPHUS: *He scowls.* No I refuse.

ORPHUS: ............ *He does it again anyways. Here comes the booty slap.*

[biotechniczeal]

-- biotechnicZeal [BZ] began pestering xenogeneicErsatz [XE] at 13:25 --

BZ: yo zimian!! not often i catch u online.

XE: Yes, II know. Do you need some-thing?

BZ: YIKEZ.

BZ: not really, i juzt wanted to zay hey.

BZ: zooo HEY.

XE: Hell-o.

XE: Are you satisfied now?

BZ: 8/

BZ: bluh you don't have to pull the whole lolol i'm zimula and i'm all aloof and zhit act with me.

XE: May-be II just don't feel like talk-ing.

BZ: then why are you online??

XE: Just to piss you off.

BZ: uuUUGGHH.

BZ: well, if you haven't clozed the window yet then i don't think you're gonna.

BZ: zo, i dunno, maybe you could take thiz opportunity to zay thingz that you might wanna zay?? thingz that are driving you to be a TOTAL PIZZ BABY to your favorite brother? >;P

XE: II

XE: II'm go-ing to go back to Lauc-tis.

BZ: huh?? really? i thought you wanted to ztay.

XE: II changed my mind.

BZ: >8'(

BZ: well... okay i guezz! i mean, it'z a good thing! you zhould purzue higher education and what not, bruh.

BZ: but did zomething... umm.

BZ: puzh you... towardz thiz... decizion...

BZ: i mean, what about emilet??

XE: What a-bout him?

BZ: don't you guyz have like, a THING??

XE: No.

XE: May-be.

XE: II don't know.

BZ: uhh well maybe you zhould figure that out before you leave??

XE: If you think he has some-thing to do with my decision, then you're mistaken.

BZ: pbbtt okay? i ztill think you zhould talk to him tho.

BZ: ziiiiim.

BZ: tell me what'z up!! i know zomething iz.

XE: It doesn't mat-ter.

BZ: >8(

BZ: it matterz to you zo it matterz to me!!

XE: That's a nice sentiment.

BZ: IT'Z TRUE!! don't be a lil gremlin about it.

XE: Fine. It's Finn.

XE: II had a conversation with him and afterwards, he disappeared.

XE: He could have died out there.

XE: But he wouldn't have had the same "luck" Ram-mie did.

XE: It would have been my fault.

XE: And II'm tired of complicating the lives of those a-round me. Much to my sur-prise, II don't find the dra-ma entertaining.

XE: II just want to go back to my bor-ing school and live out the rest of my days in mediocrity. There's noth-ing wrong with that.

BZ: bwa...

BZ: zimula!! what happened with finn couldn't pozzibly be your fault. i mean, yeah, maybe you UPZET HIM but it'z bigger than that. >8/

BZ: you didn't make him do anything...

BZ: and if you feel guilty about what you zaid then you zhould tell him zo.

XE: II don't feel guilty a-bout what II said. II meant what II said.

BZ: ffffrrrt. of courze you did.

BZ: but you feel guilty about the repercuzzionz, right? you don't want to make him mizerable. zo obviouzly you CARE about hiz well being.

XE: Of course II do. What the fuck do you take me for? II'm an ass-hole, not a mon-ster.

BZ: lol zcreenzhotting the FUQ outta that one. zimula admitz to having feelingz... more at 11...

XE: Shut up.

BZ: eheheh. anyway...

BZ: maybe you zhouldn't talk to him. idfk. i juzt know that you don't really want to leave!

XE: What II want and what is best are not al-ways go-ing to coincide.

XE: II'm not so narcassistic that II be-lieve everyone's prob-lems will disappear once II leave... But they don't need me exacerbating things, eith-er.

BZ: zigh... well, i dunno.

BZ: maybe juzt check yourzelf before you wreck yourzelf?? it'z not like you gotta "KEEP IT REAL" all the time. which, ironically, iz often u covering up your true emotionz on like EVERYTHING.

BZ: or maybe THAT'Z it. maybe you zhould like, be more zincere?? maybe not be zo angry at everybody??

XE: Wow. II'm feel-ing so enlightened right now.

BZ: COME ON. it'z not like i'm trying to fight you here.

BZ: i know you, zimula. i know you don't really want to be thiz way.

BZ: i juzt don't know what you're afraid of.

BZ: you're my lil zib and i love you and i think you dezerve to be happy maybe and that you don't have to run away from confrontation?? it can get worked out.

BZ: you really, really don't have to put up a fight!

XE: ...

XE: It's al-most like you understand.

BZ: ohhh my god.

BZ: you're zuch a pain in the azz.

BZ: BUT GUEZZ WHAT.

BZ: II ZTILL LOVE YOU!! lol.

XE: Gross.

BZ: eheheh. you don't have to zay it back, i know you do. >8P

BZ: and anyway... le zign.

BZ: whatever you decide to do, i zupport you, alright?? juzt do it becauze it'z what you really want.

BZ: juzt zaiyan.

XE: Fine.

XE: II'm go-ing to lie down.

XE: Good pep talk. It was exhausting.

BZ: well okay.

BZ: rezt up. >80

BZ: you're gonna need it when i hazzle you more later.

XE: II can't wait.

-- xenogeneicErsatz [XE] ceased pestering biotechnicZeal [BZ] at 14:04 --

[biotechniczeal]

KAVI: =Is Citrin in the greenhouse? He sure hopes so because guess who's appearing in a swirly baby blue puff of smoke. His cloak billowing dramatically= abraca-BAM, it's your boy!

CITRIN: -he IS here, just watching a bee sit on a flower. and then kavi abrakahappens and both bees are spooked into floating.- WAH.

CITRIN: oh ZHIT you gave me  a frighten. >80

KAVI: shocked and awed and pants slighty pissed in i'll take it, lol =Approches the peach bro, cloak caught in all that wind= 

KAVI: whats up brobro? missed me?

CITRIN: um only every zecond i'm not with you. >8'( -touches back down on the ground so he can SQUEEZE this child. he buzz.-

KAVI: =Grins and strong hugs the sib= i hate to leave the people wanting 

KAVI: to make up for it i'll do my best to sprawls in your general line of sight invitingly the entire time i'm here

CITRIN: PLZ DO. -releases him- okay hop to it handzome. WE DON'T HAVE ALL DAY.

KAVI: alright lets see .... =waves wand= 

KAVI: soften edges change the lighting, make ya boy hells of inviting =BLUE SMOKE, now he's the one floating when it clears. Laid out with a leggy up. His cloak conveniently covering the hoverboard he's drifting on.=

CITRIN: pffffteheheh. WOW. my mind iz like BLOWN to zmitheroonz rn... 

CITRIN: now that that'z taken care of... what'z been up, magic man??

KAVI: nothing really, i'm on a little hiatus from performing to make sure the twins find my presents KAVI: hang out with the fam and since everyone else is here this is the best time!

CITRIN: bruh like LITERALLY everyone iz here. it'z inzane. i wizh my wriggling day happened when we were on a planet zo i could have thiz kind of turn out. >80 CITRIN: but they ARE eighteen now zo i guezz that'z cause from extra celly-brating. -SNIFFLES- 

CITRIN: THEY'RE MEN NOW!! they grow up zo fazt...

KAVI: boys 2 men :') 

KAVI: life is beautiful 

KAVI: and we can plan your party to be bigger and betterer next year brobro

CITRIN: bruh... would you do that for me? B'0

KAVI: of course i would! 

KAVI: no matter what planet we could turn it out into a big whole bombastic event!

CITRIN: fuckin'... weeping over here. -MAKES DRAMATIC BLUBBERING NOISES.- 

CITRIN: you can do ur magickz there, too. i know that'z what you're REALLY trying to zay. >;P

KAVI: oh gee brobro if you INSIST! =throws glitter in the air for MORE DRAMATIC EFFECT, but puts that hoverboard back in his sylladex silently and lands back on the ground= 

KAVI: i can put a little big something something together for you KAVI: nothin but the best for the peach =leans down and rests his cheek between Citrin's horns=

CITRIN: -chirrs... yes, give him affection. he's been feeling a little lonely today, so he's thankful for this.- grozz... eheheh. 

CITRIN: i'm glad you're here, dude. >8'0

KAVI: =WHO'S LONELY, nuzzles harder when gross comes up= 

KAVI: i'm glad i'm here too sweetness! 

KAVI: you've got to catch me up on all the happenings that never stop happening like whats up with all the planters in the atrium and the chaneliers? haha like what?

CITRIN: JEZUZ dude, there'z been zo much going on and i can't even keep UP with it... moztly drama tho. >8P 

CITRIN: UM. zome more zevere than otherz... 

CITRIN: i don't even know what the chandelier deal iz but they MYZTERIOUZLY appeared after dell did zo i'm ztarting to zuzpect he put them in. probably zo he could zwing from them.

KAVI: severe? wow like, joel shaved his head severe or simula spilled mustard on their sweater and nows the time to perish severe? :0

CITRIN: ummmmm. 

CITRIN: GEEZ. idk how to zay it. >8X 

CITRIN: i know that zoundz OMINOUZ but everyone'z okay! i mean, they're okay now... 

CITRIN: ZHIT. okay. 

CITRIN: rammie died. but zhe came back?? becauze that'z what jade bloodz do. you know, like yulala-- but uh. ANYWAYZ. zhe'z okay. zhe went to hang out on loraf with gg   and joel and colt for a while... 

CITRIN: little left for a time. got herzelf into zome DEEP DOODOO. or zo i've heard. colt kinda freaked out about it... 

CITRIN: oh yeah, ananya almozt bit zileaz' arm off. which iz kinda funny in retrozpect, but... eh. 

CITRIN: bazically everything haz gone to hell.

KAVI: =Holy shit, that's not really the severity he was exactly anticipating and probably being in contact with the family more would help him to not be so out of the loop on pretty.... dire shit that's happened and had gone on. All while considering his call-home frequency and just processing all the shhhiiiit that's gone down his eyebrows raise= 

KAVI: wow 

KAVI: alright that sure is a lot of stuff that certainly had gone to hell... 

KAVI: everyone's cool now at least i'm assuming since it's not all, high alert and sounding off alarms and shit

CITRIN: pffff yeah if thingz got REALLY bad i'm pretty zure d dad would like put the whole zhip on lock down and ground everyone, even if they aren't hiz kidz. >8P 

CITRIN: zhit he'd probably ground all the parentz too lmao.

KAVI: hahaha i'd send you guys cigarettes to barter goods for if he ever shuts this shit down 

KAVI: maybe we could plot some kind of escape attempt, classic stuff em in the laundry basket

CITRIN: LOL. just put a lil muztache on u and a janitor'z uniform and we're GOLDEN. -giggles about the imagery, glad to think about that rather than... all that other crap.-