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abnormalizes) wrote2023-03-05 08:19 pm
abnormalizes) wrote2023-03-05 08:19 pm
Seasons: IC Contact/Continuations
This is Evangeline! Sorry, I'm a little busy right now, but leave a message and I'll get back to you as soon as I can!
[With wide eyes:]
This is the sexiest motorcycle I've ever seen. Absolutely incredible.
This is the sexiest motorcycle I've ever seen. Absolutely incredible.
Isn't it beautiful?
[Moving, now, to fold his arms over its main chassis, leaning forward and everything.]
It's powerful, too. The spikes on its wheels are enchanted - they retract against solid ground, but grow longer as needed for rough terrain! The stained glass is impenetrable, unable to be broken, its light never fading!
The alloy is stainless, eternal, made of a mix between black iron from the desert and steel harvested from the floor of the Starseed Ocean!
It even glitters at night... not too unlike your eyes, truthfully.
Not only that, but its Remnant is fresh [- he reaches out, here, to pat the red, glowing orb of soul energy floating at the front of its chassis -] so I needn't worry about powering it for years to come.
Truly, it's wonderful; the best bike I have ever had to my name!
[Moving, now, to fold his arms over its main chassis, leaning forward and everything.]
It's powerful, too. The spikes on its wheels are enchanted - they retract against solid ground, but grow longer as needed for rough terrain! The stained glass is impenetrable, unable to be broken, its light never fading!
The alloy is stainless, eternal, made of a mix between black iron from the desert and steel harvested from the floor of the Starseed Ocean!
It even glitters at night... not too unlike your eyes, truthfully.
Not only that, but its Remnant is fresh [- he reaches out, here, to pat the red, glowing orb of soul energy floating at the front of its chassis -] so I needn't worry about powering it for years to come.
Truly, it's wonderful; the best bike I have ever had to my name!
I love it so much. Did you come here to take me riding, or was there something you wanted to do first?
[She would absolutely be willing to discard the rest of her plans for the day and hop on.]
[She would absolutely be willing to discard the rest of her plans for the day and hop on.]
Oh -
I hadn't considered taking you out for a ride, actually...! Rather, it was something else I wanted to show you -
[Lifting that bike back up again, and zoop! Right back into the bag it goes!
And back into the house he goes, already moving the plastic bag on his elbow off his arm and into his hands, holding it close like it contains something precious.]
I've finally taken your recommendations, of course... Riki truly does sell some wonderful items, doesn't he?
I hadn't considered taking you out for a ride, actually...! Rather, it was something else I wanted to show you -
[Lifting that bike back up again, and zoop! Right back into the bag it goes!
And back into the house he goes, already moving the plastic bag on his elbow off his arm and into his hands, holding it close like it contains something precious.]
I've finally taken your recommendations, of course... Riki truly does sell some wonderful items, doesn't he?
[Back in!]
What is it? -Did you get your birth certificate?
[She'd be excited for him for that!]
What is it? -Did you get your birth certificate?
[She'd be excited for him for that!]
...
No, I'd forgotten about that as well...
[Whoops. Things he's taking mental note of. His other Wishing Star was used on a crate of cooking ingredients from the land of the dead, so, y'know.]
No, instead - I finally have a loaf of the bread you recommended! And you were correct -
It really can taste like anything! Even things I have only eaten while here in Ellipsa...!
[Hence why he's now holding that bag close to his face, as if it really is the most precious thing he's ever held.]
... The taste is exact, too. Exactly as I remember!
No, I'd forgotten about that as well...
[Whoops. Things he's taking mental note of. His other Wishing Star was used on a crate of cooking ingredients from the land of the dead, so, y'know.]
No, instead - I finally have a loaf of the bread you recommended! And you were correct -
It really can taste like anything! Even things I have only eaten while here in Ellipsa...!
[Hence why he's now holding that bag close to his face, as if it really is the most precious thing he's ever held.]
... The taste is exact, too. Exactly as I remember!
Oh, I'm glad you're enjoying it! What did you set it to?
[She has no idea.]
[She has no idea.]
... cw: cannibalism discussion from here on out, probably,
splittingheadache
2025-11-04 01:03 am (UTC)(link)
You, of course!
[She Will Have An Idea.]
[She Will Have An Idea.]
Oh! Oh. Like, me specifically? Not human in general?
[Or meat in general? So many other kinds of less weird meat available?
She has no idea what her face is doing right now.]
Yes, you, specifically - why would I want something general?
[Said, of course, like she's just the silliest thing for suggesting that.
He's also taking it out of the bag, now, to unwrap - eyes bright and keen, smile warm and happy...
... It's already half finished.]
I've been doing research on the topic for a bit of time, now - there's difference to the taste of meat based on the diet of the creature it comes from!
General human wouldn't taste exactly like you... I wouldn't want that whatsoever. It would be a waste to me - useless at best, a waste of money at worst.
Would you like to try?
[Normal things to offer to people normally!]
[Said, of course, like she's just the silliest thing for suggesting that.
He's also taking it out of the bag, now, to unwrap - eyes bright and keen, smile warm and happy...
... It's already half finished.]
I've been doing research on the topic for a bit of time, now - there's difference to the taste of meat based on the diet of the creature it comes from!
General human wouldn't taste exactly like you... I wouldn't want that whatsoever. It would be a waste to me - useless at best, a waste of money at worst.
Would you like to try?
[Normal things to offer to people normally!]
I. Um. Hm. Let me think about that for a bit.
[Gaze flitting from his face to the half-eaten loaf and back.]
...Do you mind if I ask you why you want it to taste like me? Because you said it like it's obvious but it's really not.
[Gaze flitting from his face to the half-eaten loaf and back.]
...Do you mind if I ask you why you want it to taste like me? Because you said it like it's obvious but it's really not.
...
[Holding the loaf close again.]
Why wouldn't I? You're precious to me, Ol Siaion.
[Holding the loaf close again.]
Why wouldn't I? You're precious to me, Ol Siaion.
I understand that? I just don't understand how that translates to wanting to taste me in the non-sexual-innuendo sense.
... Mmm. Alright, how do I best explain this...
[STILL holding the loaf close... even pulling it away a bit, as if he's now starting to worry she'll try and take it from him.
But he tilts his head in thought.]
That was...
The closest and most intimate I have ever been to another person in my entire life. Even to die between your thighs doesn't compare -
I will never forget the warmth of your chest cavity, how your heart beat in my palms.
However... at this point, to achieve that again would necessitate harming you.
And I would rather crucify myself to a set of active railroad tracks than harm you. If I were to ever harm you again, I would hope my guts would be strung over powerlines as an example for anyone else who dared to do so, themselves.
And so...
This would be the next best thing. I at least... have the taste.
[Here, he cradles that half finished loaf, looking away from her as he does. As if he recognizes this is, perhaps, the worst thing anyone could ever say -
Well aware that it is, in itself, earning him his name in one fell swoop.
He's not called Loupgarou for nothing.]
[STILL holding the loaf close... even pulling it away a bit, as if he's now starting to worry she'll try and take it from him.
But he tilts his head in thought.]
That was...
The closest and most intimate I have ever been to another person in my entire life. Even to die between your thighs doesn't compare -
I will never forget the warmth of your chest cavity, how your heart beat in my palms.
However... at this point, to achieve that again would necessitate harming you.
And I would rather crucify myself to a set of active railroad tracks than harm you. If I were to ever harm you again, I would hope my guts would be strung over powerlines as an example for anyone else who dared to do so, themselves.
And so...
This would be the next best thing. I at least... have the taste.
[Here, he cradles that half finished loaf, looking away from her as he does. As if he recognizes this is, perhaps, the worst thing anyone could ever say -
Well aware that it is, in itself, earning him his name in one fell swoop.
He's not called Loupgarou for nothing.]
...Okay. Okay. Just - just give me one moment to get my thoughts in order.
[Because boy does she have a lot of swirling thoughts.]
-I was terrified of being eaten, growing up. I knew all about the cannibal restaurants in the Backstreets, how the chefs make death as agonizing as possible to enhance the flavor, that any time I left my house I was at risk of being killed and served on a plate.
...And then when you killed me, it was quick and easy. I knew that you were going to eat me, but it didn't seem as important at the time as your feelings. Being eaten wasn't nearly as bad as I'd been afraid of.
So... I guess, if it isn't hurting me, then there's nothing wrong with it, right...?
[Because boy does she have a lot of swirling thoughts.]
-I was terrified of being eaten, growing up. I knew all about the cannibal restaurants in the Backstreets, how the chefs make death as agonizing as possible to enhance the flavor, that any time I left my house I was at risk of being killed and served on a plate.
...And then when you killed me, it was quick and easy. I knew that you were going to eat me, but it didn't seem as important at the time as your feelings. Being eaten wasn't nearly as bad as I'd been afraid of.
So... I guess, if it isn't hurting me, then there's nothing wrong with it, right...?
- I would never prolong a death.
Never.
[Said with true, actual horror in his voice at the mere thought - he knows she wasn't implying he would, but that they do...]
...
After my own at the hands of Jean, I know that a prolonged death is the worst torture a person could endure.
I made sure yours was as clean and fast as possible - I wanted to be certain you would not spend a millisecond awake and alive.
As I said, you're precious to me. Such suffering... I wouldn't even wish it on an enemy, let alone a friend as dear as you.
... I don't think... I could kill you even if you asked that of me, at this point.
Never.
[Said with true, actual horror in his voice at the mere thought - he knows she wasn't implying he would, but that they do...]
...
After my own at the hands of Jean, I know that a prolonged death is the worst torture a person could endure.
I made sure yours was as clean and fast as possible - I wanted to be certain you would not spend a millisecond awake and alive.
As I said, you're precious to me. Such suffering... I wouldn't even wish it on an enemy, let alone a friend as dear as you.
... I don't think... I could kill you even if you asked that of me, at this point.
...
It isn't about the taste, or the substance, or any of it, anyway. It isn't even about the warmth of your flesh, the beat of your heart.
It's...
That I was allowed to hold such grotesque parts of you, to delve inside you where no one else has... to make you a part of myself in ways that not even a living human could possibly imagine.
A Grim Reaper's psychoplasm needs replenishing.
In lieu of light, we use food.
That food is pulled apart at the most microscopic level, turned into magic, and woven into our being -
And as far as our few scientists can tell, so long as a Grim Reaper doesn't end up too hurt or left in the dark for too long... those interwoven bits will remain for years before they need replenishing properly.
You have literally become a part of my magic, Evangeline. It's... an experience I will never forget.
And all I have left of it is the taste...
It isn't about the taste, or the substance, or any of it, anyway. It isn't even about the warmth of your flesh, the beat of your heart.
It's...
That I was allowed to hold such grotesque parts of you, to delve inside you where no one else has... to make you a part of myself in ways that not even a living human could possibly imagine.
A Grim Reaper's psychoplasm needs replenishing.
In lieu of light, we use food.
That food is pulled apart at the most microscopic level, turned into magic, and woven into our being -
And as far as our few scientists can tell, so long as a Grim Reaper doesn't end up too hurt or left in the dark for too long... those interwoven bits will remain for years before they need replenishing properly.
You have literally become a part of my magic, Evangeline. It's... an experience I will never forget.
And all I have left of it is the taste...
Oh. -Oh, that - that makes more sense. Me becoming a part of you is...
That... kind of makes me happy?
[It's a very bewildered kind of happiness, and she's questioning herself, but.]
I think - that I would like to always be with you, in some way.
That... kind of makes me happy?
[It's a very bewildered kind of happiness, and she's questioning herself, but.]
I think - that I would like to always be with you, in some way.
I would, too - why else do you think I'm resorting to lows like bread that is just flavored like you?
[Yeah. He was ecstatic, happy, thrilled to have the bread - but now that they're discussing the real thing, it's a "low".]
I want for something better - something more harmless, yet more personal... but what else is there?
The moment something kills me in this world, and I'm forced to revive... all that was interwoven within me would be lost.
I wish I could promise that would never happen, but as a Grim Reaper - especially an Orange magician - the possibility only goes as low as twenty percent.
[...]
Probably. I can't do math, but I'm going to assume that's a fair estimate.
[Yeah. He was ecstatic, happy, thrilled to have the bread - but now that they're discussing the real thing, it's a "low".]
I want for something better - something more harmless, yet more personal... but what else is there?
The moment something kills me in this world, and I'm forced to revive... all that was interwoven within me would be lost.
I wish I could promise that would never happen, but as a Grim Reaper - especially an Orange magician - the possibility only goes as low as twenty percent.
[...]
Probably. I can't do math, but I'm going to assume that's a fair estimate.
Well, I mean... You're a spring, right? You can heal wounds.
My heart would be out of the question, but a chunk of arm or something could be fixed right up.
[What the hell is she suggesting.]
My heart would be out of the question, but a chunk of arm or something could be fixed right up.
[What the hell is she suggesting.]
...
[He actively reels back at the suggestion, blinking at her with surprise and alarm.
...
And a little interest, but he quickly shakes that out of his head.]
No - no. No, that is out of the question entirely.
Did you miss the part where I said I would rather become part of a train's wheels than harm you again?
I would rather --
[He actively reels back at the suggestion, blinking at her with surprise and alarm.
...
And a little interest, but he quickly shakes that out of his head.]
No - no. No, that is out of the question entirely.
Did you miss the part where I said I would rather become part of a train's wheels than harm you again?
I would rather --
-- Mm! What of something such as...
[Putting the loaf gently in its bag again, putting it gently to the side.
And then he rolls up his sleeve, looking at her with big wide eyes as he shows her...
His tattoo.]
...?
[Putting the loaf gently in its bag again, putting it gently to the side.
And then he rolls up his sleeve, looking at her with big wide eyes as he shows her...
His tattoo.]
...?
...You want to get a tattoo of me?
[That's also touching, in a way less weird way than the cannibalism.]
[That's also touching, in a way less weird way than the cannibalism.]
No, no... not something so simple as that, no.
Blood and ashes can both be mixed into tattoo ink with ease.
[...
He is, in fact, suggesting they bleed her a little to add to ink. For a tattoo.
The ashes part is more of a fun aside - that would need him to harm her, which, again, no.
But surely blood would be fine, right?]
Likely, I would come up with a design of my own preference, but based upon elements of yourself... tattoos aren't something we lose upon dying here in Ellipsa, are they?
They are, back among the dead... but if I can keep a tattoo without issue, here in Ellipsa...
Blood and ashes can both be mixed into tattoo ink with ease.
[...
He is, in fact, suggesting they bleed her a little to add to ink. For a tattoo.
The ashes part is more of a fun aside - that would need him to harm her, which, again, no.
But surely blood would be fine, right?]
Likely, I would come up with a design of my own preference, but based upon elements of yourself... tattoos aren't something we lose upon dying here in Ellipsa, are they?
They are, back among the dead... but if I can keep a tattoo without issue, here in Ellipsa...
I don't think so! It couldn't hurt to try, and I don't mind bleeding a little for it.
-And I kind of want to know what design you'd come up with, now that you've brought it up.
-And I kind of want to know what design you'd come up with, now that you've brought it up.
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