[He'd just gotten the final piece of his new uniform, tried all of it on with the help of Lycaon earlier in the day - And now, late at night, Louis puts it back on all over again just to admire it in the mirror. Even if he's never been a fan of the color orange... it suits him. He knows it does. Despite it all, he feels a swell of pride in his chest, seeing himself covered in it. Knowing that it's so his magic will stay as powerful as possible, able to be whipped out anytime he's needed.
...
And when he's feeling this proud of himself, honestly, he can only think of one person he wants to see him like this - Hopefully his boss won't mind the picture Louis's snapped of his uniform, a high angle shot that purposefully doesn't show the majority of it, that's being sent to Evangeline.]
Officially employed. How does it look? I can come over and show you in person, if you'd like.
[Oh, the look on his face when he opens the door and it's actually her. Wide eyes with a scrunched brow, like she's some sort of cryptid that's just knocked on his hotel room door--]
How... did you do that? Were you already in the area...?
Well - yes, of course! But I didn't know that was a power afforded to me, as a Spring...! I was under the impression that all I had to look forward to was wind and healing.
[Hang on, give him a moment - he's going to go over to his shelf to go through his seed kit, bouncing a little on his toes with excitement. She's free to come into his hotel room properly now, of course! And once she does, he shows her the seed packet for the ube he's talking about.]
I've been wanting to hurry up and plant these, but unlike my others, they take quite some time to grow... and my patience runs thin very easily with slow growing plants. I have never grown them before, either...
[Yes, he's doing all this while in his uniform. It's like talking about plants has made him completely forget what she's here for! Because it has. He's so easily distracted by his interests, sorry Evangeline.]
[It is, in fact, possible! The capelet curves up and over his ass. Like bat wings, but also to show off the goods. He knows what he's about, okay, why else is he wearing well-fitted boyshorts?
Also, maybe the outfit in question should be linked, that probably would've been smart at the start of the thread--]
- A couple of minutes? ... You're serious? Would they be... healthy? Not subjected to any sort of strain from being grown so quickly?
"Spring seasonals"... you make us sound like radishes.
[It's said with humor in his tone, of course. And more opportunities to check out his ass as he goes and puts the seeds away for now...]
I will take your word for it. And besides, I do have plenty; I could easily test upon a single seed, and if it stresses out the plant, I'll find another means of growing it quickly.
Well, I did give him notes... he caught me attempting to make my uniform by hand. Disapproved, despite how wonderful my work tends to be - I feel as though he simply wanted an excuse to dress me up.
[Batting his eyelashes, completely delusional about his crush - as one would expect from him. He hasn't even breathed a word anywhere close to "hey, I'm into you" yet. Lycaon probably just wanted Louis's uniform to be consistent with his own...]
The difficulty of this makes me wish it wasn't so... morally bankrupt to simply control the thoughts of others. Life would be much easier if I could just give him ideas, instead...
[The implication, here, being that he absolutely will not do this. That's a power he plans to save for if he NEEDS it. But god, he'd like to use it.
He kind of misses ruling over an entire little town because he brainwashed them.]
forward-dated; as the kids say, yeet
And now, late at night, Louis puts it back on all over again just to admire it in the mirror. Even if he's never been a fan of the color orange... it suits him. He knows it does.
Despite it all, he feels a swell of pride in his chest, seeing himself covered in it. Knowing that it's so his magic will stay as powerful as possible, able to be whipped out anytime he's needed.
...
And when he's feeling this proud of himself, honestly, he can only think of one person he wants to see him like this -
Hopefully his boss won't mind the picture Louis's snapped of his uniform, a high angle shot that purposefully doesn't show the majority of it, that's being sent to Evangeline.]
Officially employed. How does it look?
I can come over and show you in person, if you'd like.
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Wait where you are, I'll be there in five minutes.
[Time to whip out fast travel! The majority of those five minutes are navigating the hotel and making her way to his door.
Knock knock.]
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[Oh, the look on his face when he opens the door and it's actually her. Wide eyes with a scrunched brow, like she's some sort of cryptid that's just knocked on his hotel room door--]
How... did you do that?
Were you already in the area...?
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[Her booty call game will be impeccable.]
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[Guess who's never read what his season can do? Go on, guess.]
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I, ah... never quite felt the need... my own tend to be rather satisfactory...
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I was under the impression that all I had to look forward to was wind and healing.
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[Suddenly 200% interested!!]
This would include any plant, wouldn't it? Perhaps I can finally plant my ube...
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Growing whole trees takes extra training, but yeah, any plant!
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She's free to come into his hotel room properly now, of course! And once she does, he shows her the seed packet for the ube he's talking about.]
I've been wanting to hurry up and plant these, but unlike my others, they take quite some time to grow... and my patience runs thin very easily with slow growing plants.
I have never grown them before, either...
[Yes, he's doing all this while in his uniform. It's like talking about plants has made him completely forget what she's here for!
Because it has. He's so easily distracted by his interests, sorry Evangeline.]
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They look cool! You could learn to grow them in the span of a couple minutes.
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He knows what he's about, okay, why else is he wearing well-fitted boyshorts?
Also, maybe the outfit in question should be linked, that probably would've been smart at the start of the thread--]
- A couple of minutes? ... You're serious?
Would they be... healthy? Not subjected to any sort of strain from being grown so quickly?
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I haven't heard of there being any problems. You could ask other spring seasonals about it, if you wanted.
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[It's said with humor in his tone, of course.
And more opportunities to check out his ass as he goes and puts the seeds away for now...]
I will take your word for it. And besides, I do have plenty; I could easily test upon a single seed, and if it stresses out the plant, I'll find another means of growing it quickly.
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Your ass looks great in that, by the way.
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[... Says the one already twisting so he can look at his own ass. Doofus.]
Von Lycaon had the whole outfit commissioned for me. Wonderful, isn't it?
It fits me like a glove, including the harnesses.
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[She expected him to have made that himself, for it to fit his aesthetic so perfectly.]
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Disapproved, despite how wonderful my work tends to be - I feel as though he simply wanted an excuse to dress me up.
[Batting his eyelashes, completely delusional about his crush - as one would expect from him. He hasn't even breathed a word anywhere close to "hey, I'm into you" yet.
Lycaon probably just wanted Louis's uniform to be consistent with his own...]
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[Aaand now he's pouting.]
Or you could allow me to believe he wanted to drop several thousand moon coins on me because he thinks I'm pretty.
I am, after all. Aren't I?
And surely Von Lycaon can see that.
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[Further pouting!!! So much pouting.]
The difficulty of this makes me wish it wasn't so... morally bankrupt to simply control the thoughts of others.
Life would be much easier if I could just give him ideas, instead...
[The implication, here, being that he absolutely will not do this. That's a power he plans to save for if he NEEDS it.
But god, he'd like to use it.
He kind of misses ruling over an entire little town because he brainwashed them.]
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