week 4

[airlockedmods]

[Just like the previous week the status quo is restored with frighteningly quick efficiency. PAL still makes the morning and night time announcements through the PIP on each Champion's arm, and still the Champion unitards are freshly laundered and re-hung each morning in their closets. Even the glass roses Choromatsu and Takumi broke after the trial in their fit of anger have been replaced with fresh ones. All signs that there was anything amiss this weekend are completely gone.

There's a new floor to explore, their "reward" for a job well done.]

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[ooc: Don't forget to to turn in your AC for week 3, submit your memory regains and put in your threads for the Benefactors!]

Comments

[theoverseen]

I mean- the first time I ever touched a human was after the dick elders' mind control curse was lifted and human touch was no longer outlawed, so...

Everyone just kind of went at each other like pants-hating wolverines.

[misanthropicprinciple]

Yeah, that's. I mean, I guess that's hot, in the right circumstances? But still not my definition of romance. Like... did you even get a chance to look into anyone's eyes as you, uh, went at each other?

[theoverseen]

Sure! A little eye contact goes a long way when you've got someone's [prolonged truck horn] in your mouth.

[He delicately touches the ground and chooses to saunter over to the bar, leaning over it and sticking his ass out impudently.]

What's...romance to you?

[misanthropicprinciple]

[Kip, what the fuck, that's not even the right direction to stick it at Junpei. The cameras, maybe, but come on, dude. Cameras might love ya but they sure can't touch ya. Junpei, still safely behind the bar, pokes Kip in the forehead and gently pushes him away.]

Not a single thing you're trying to pull on me, man.

[Yamerou.]

Hell if I know, anyway. I guess... something like. Being there for each other. Having that connection, as if you can always know what they're...

[He trails off, then shakes his head quickly and pours himself another glass of scotch, avoiding eye contact like he's allergic.]

Well. Like I said. Hell if I know.

[theoverseen]

[I mean the assumption for most would be that since it's facing away it's not just for your benefit, Junpei.]

...Yeah, I've never had that.

[misanthropicprinciple]

[You know, nothing ever is?]

I thought I did. Once.

[theoverseen]

[Kip looks at him with a pained expression.]

I guess it doesn't feel like it's better to have loved than lost once you've lost, huh?

[misanthropicprinciple]

[Deadened, bitter laugh.]

It feels like absolute fucking shit, man. [He toasts Kip with his scotch.] Maybe your approach is better after all. Cheers.

[Down the hatch.]

[theoverseen]

...I dunno about that. I'd never done anything like it before - with anyone, not just human.

Humans put a lot of value on the "first time," right?

[misanthropicprinciple]

[He coughs a little into his scotch. WHY MUST YOU BRING THIS UP WITH ONE OF THE VIRGINS, KIP?]

Uhhh... y-yeah, uh, I guess so? It's sort of arbitrary, but... you know. First time for anything's sort of. Special. Right?

[theoverseen]

Maybe, I guess?

I think it was more special with Queenie and Church. They... were worried? About me? You know, after, when I wasn't there for the...

1/3

[misanthropicprinciple]

[...Are you serious]

2/3

[misanthropicprinciple]

[Seriously, are you--]

3/3

[misanthropicprinciple]

[Longest, tiredest, most put-upon sigh that has ever been sighed in a thousand galaxies.]

Yeah, uh. I don't know this for a fact, Kip, but usually? I hear that usually, sex is better with feelings. Just as a general rule.

[Why is Junpei the one who has to have this conversation.]

[theoverseen]

Uh.

[This might be a dumb question.]

...What kind of feelings?

[misanthropicprinciple]

[Drags both hands down his face.]

Feelings like. "I like you."

[KILL HIM AND LET HIM BE DEAD.]

Or, well, there's always hate-banging, but that's not everyone's cup of tea. Most people--most humans, anyway--they'd rather feel...

[...He's thinking about Yuuri, about her fingers in his hair.]

...Safe. Needed.

[theoverseen]

Oh, is that all?

Great, you had me worried I'd done something wrong!

[misanthropicprinciple]

...

I have the distinct impression you did not actually absorb what I just said, but please, go on.

[theoverseen]

I think I got it...

I like all of you guys!

[misanthropicprinciple]

No--wait, no, I have to back up. Uh... actually, no, that's not a bad place to start? Having sex with people you like is... that's fine. As long as everyone's happy, it's fun, right?

But romance... romance, that's... when there's someone you want to make feel special.

[theoverseen]

That's...not the same thing?

[misanthropicprinciple]

If you have the same feeling for everyone, doesn't that mean that feeling isn't special for any particular person?

[theoverseen]

But you said it's about someone you want to make feel special - that's kind of the point of, like, non-orgy sex, right?

[misanthropicprinciple]

Yyyyes?

[Stop asking Junpei about sex, he doesn't know shit.]

But there are other ways to make people feel special, too. R-romantic ways. Lots of people would rather do some of those things first, before they get, uh, physical.

[He rubs the back of his neck, glances aside at the cameras, then swallows and bites the bullet. He feels sad just hearing Kip's questions, Jesus.]

I mean... I would. I'd rather know someone cared about me and... would stay by my side. With, with actions other than the horizontal tango. Before. Doing that.

[theoverseen]

[The worst part is that there's no "oh" of comprehension, just a look that implies it's still not quite landed yet.]

...

Is that how Yuuri makes you feel?