mist-and-breeze

[mist-and-breeze]

That would be rash and irresponsible.

[He answers, his tone a little brighter strangely.]

Though I don’t expect you to understand anything about being reasonable, so maybe that’s my mistake.

[He's in the library during study hall hours, searching for a particular book of poetry when he spots Lasko heading directly toward him.

He quickly schools his face into something neutral and returns to his search, the tip of his tail flicking anxiously as he tries to ignore the approach]

@semper-vobiscum

Vindemiator?

[His voice is falsely curious & innocent in nature as he finally tilts his head slightly up at the incubus. Vin can sense his disgust and annoyance with him right out the gate.]

[mist-and-breeze]

[His head tilts slightly and the smile on his face starts to feel just a little more sinister.]

I’m not sure Vindemiator. Is it possible there’s more to it than you’re letting on?

[The name comes out with a vitriol he clearly struggles to conceal.]

[He's in the library during study hall hours, searching for a particular book of poetry when he spots Lasko heading directly toward him.

He quickly schools his face into something neutral and returns to his search, the tip of his tail flicking anxiously as he tries to ignore the approach]

@semper-vobiscum

Vindemiator?

[His voice is falsely curious & innocent in nature as he finally tilts his head slightly up at the incubus. Vin can sense his disgust and annoyance with him right out the gate.]

[mist-and-breeze]

You don’t need to be sorry for that, I… am glad you feel safe with me.

[He speaks a little softer and fidgets with his hands. The anxiety is clear, but he doesn’t wish to overstep.]

[Lasko sees jack in the dorm. Knuckles bloody and bags under his eyes]

[He stares at Jack confused and puts his pen down, waiting on some kind of explanation.]

[mist-and-breeze]

I’m worried and concerned, but I’m not mad, no.

[He tilts his head slightly.]

…Do you- need help cleaning up-?

[Lasko sees jack in the dorm. Knuckles bloody and bags under his eyes]

[He stares at Jack confused and puts his pen down, waiting on some kind of explanation.]

[mist-and-breeze]

[Lasko sees jack in the dorm. Knuckles bloody and bags under his eyes]

[He stares at Jack confused and puts his pen down, waiting on some kind of explanation.]

[mist-and-breeze]

I do. And what are you getting out of them?

[His wrists cross behind his back and he allows himself to smile a little.]

[He's in the library during study hall hours, searching for a particular book of poetry when he spots Lasko heading directly toward him.

He quickly schools his face into something neutral and returns to his search, the tip of his tail flicking anxiously as he tries to ignore the approach]

@semper-vobiscum

Vindemiator?

[His voice is falsely curious & innocent in nature as he finally tilts his head slightly up at the incubus. Vin can sense his disgust and annoyance with him right out the gate.]

[mist-and-breeze]

I’m not sure what you’re getting at.

would you rather i say i’d marry or fuck you?? there was no win for me here!

FMK Huxley Xavier Freelancer

That’s a deeply inappropriate thing to ask, why would I answer to this.

I’m serious! I’m far too old for childish games like these

marry freelancer, fuck xavier, kill huxley.

[mist-and-breeze]

FMK Vindemiator Avior Damien

Involving feeders in this one too? What is wrong with you people.

I try not to associate myself with those… beings.

marry damien, fuck avior, kill vindemiator.

[mist-and-breeze]

FMK Huxley Xavier Freelancer

That’s a deeply inappropriate thing to ask, why would I answer to this.

I’m serious! I’m far too old for childish games like these

marry freelancer, fuck xavier, kill huxley.

[mist-and-breeze]

Friends.

[He squints, it’s clear he doesn’t believe that at all.]

Why did you bring them here?

[He's in the library during study hall hours, searching for a particular book of poetry when he spots Lasko heading directly toward him.

He quickly schools his face into something neutral and returns to his search, the tip of his tail flicking anxiously as he tries to ignore the approach]

@semper-vobiscum

Vindemiator?

[His voice is falsely curious & innocent in nature as he finally tilts his head slightly up at the incubus. Vin can sense his disgust and annoyance with him right out the gate.]

[mist-and-breeze]

One of the students I tutor says you two are pretty close. Freelancer.

[He says plainly, letting his hands fidget behind his back.]

[He's in the library during study hall hours, searching for a particular book of poetry when he spots Lasko heading directly toward him.

He quickly schools his face into something neutral and returns to his search, the tip of his tail flicking anxiously as he tries to ignore the approach]

@semper-vobiscum

Vindemiator?

[His voice is falsely curious & innocent in nature as he finally tilts his head slightly up at the incubus. Vin can sense his disgust and annoyance with him right out the gate.]

[mist-and-breeze]

[He's in the library during study hall hours, searching for a particular book of poetry when he spots Lasko heading directly toward him.

He quickly schools his face into something neutral and returns to his search, the tip of his tail flicking anxiously as he tries to ignore the approach]

@semper-vobiscum

Vindemiator?

[His voice is falsely curious & innocent in nature as he finally tilts his head slightly up at the incubus. Vin can sense his disgust and annoyance with him right out the gate.]

[mist-and-breeze]

[He looks off to the side in slight disbelief before shaking his head slightly in dismissal.]

No, I’m not worried about it, because they can’t actually get their stories straight on there. It’s why I’ve only interacted once or twice.

Considering my life is the most uneventful in this school, there should not be stories about me, but here we are.

[He arrives at their usual study spot, a little late. There’s a couple lipstick stains on his neck and he looks tired.]

Sorry I’m late.

[He drops his backpack and sits opposite Lasko, leaning back in the chair slightly.]

@captain-xavier

It’s fine.

[He says, not looking up from his notebook as he writes.]

You probably could’ve cleaned up a little before you got here, though.

[mist-and-breeze]

[He stares at Xavier, confused.]

[He arrives at their usual study spot, a little late. There’s a couple lipstick stains on his neck and he looks tired.]

Sorry I’m late.

[He drops his backpack and sits opposite Lasko, leaning back in the chair slightly.]

@captain-xavier

It’s fine.

[He says, not looking up from his notebook as he writes.]

You probably could’ve cleaned up a little before you got here, though.

[mist-and-breeze]

I suppose not… maybe it’s more about reputation? I mean the gossip blog said they thought I was made in a lab, so clearly the idea of me feeling something for someone else is subversive in other people’s eyes.

This is still a tutoring session by the way, you need to get your things out.

[He said as he finally looked Xavier in the eyes.]

[He arrives at their usual study spot, a little late. There’s a couple lipstick stains on his neck and he looks tired.]

Sorry I’m late.

[He drops his backpack and sits opposite Lasko, leaning back in the chair slightly.]

@captain-xavier

It’s fine.

[He says, not looking up from his notebook as he writes.]

You probably could’ve cleaned up a little before you got here, though.

[mist-and-breeze]

[He shrugs.]

Your popularity is a curse Xavier, maybe try being a social outcast in the next life.

[His joke makes Xavier cackle.]

Even I have to admit though, it was starting to sound like someone really salty they couldn’t sleep with you.

[He arrives at their usual study spot, a little late. There’s a couple lipstick stains on his neck and he looks tired.]

Sorry I’m late.

[He drops his backpack and sits opposite Lasko, leaning back in the chair slightly.]

@captain-xavier

It’s fine.

[He says, not looking up from his notebook as he writes.]

You probably could’ve cleaned up a little before you got here, though.

[mist-and-breeze]

People resort to very absurd things when they’re desperate, lonely and have nothing special going for them.

[He looks a little more tense as he writes.]

[He arrives at their usual study spot, a little late. There’s a couple lipstick stains on his neck and he looks tired.]

Sorry I’m late.

[He drops his backpack and sits opposite Lasko, leaning back in the chair slightly.]

@captain-xavier

It’s fine.

[He says, not looking up from his notebook as he writes.]

You probably could’ve cleaned up a little before you got here, though.