Hey! Get a handle on your shitty little inmate, he's breaking into people's cabins for payment.
[ There is a part of him that is wondering why this is even being brought up; they’re in a prison. Theft is a part of prison life. No one was foolish enough to leave things that actually mattered unhidden when they were incarcerated. But then there was the fact that, clearly, this prison is different. And the reminder that this time, he is actually a warden. ]
I’ll speak to him. Do you mind if I ask what he was trying to take? Or if he mentioned why?
I’ll speak to him. Do you mind if I ask what he was trying to take? Or if he mentioned why?
Well...I did warn you that breaches are messy. There’s always a bit of, oh, let’s call it fuzziness afterward. But it usually fades. Some people take it hard, some people don’t. You can choose what you want to do with all of that, but when you’re up for it, let’s go to the Enclosure for a while. I need to do something that isn’t annoyingly wholesome.
[ Kiryu has... a lot of feelings. A ridiculous amount of feelings around everything that happened over the last week or so. But more than that, he feels relief that Pagan seems to have taken this... well?
Better than Rags. He doesn’t even want to think about Shen Wei, how that’s going to feel.
The idea of seeing Pagan is a mixed bag, because Pagan is right: there’s a fuzzy desire to kiss him that blends far too well with the deep fondness and care that he, himself, Kiryu Kazuma, felt for him before this whole thing happened. The idea makes his muscles shake, and he’s not sure what emotion is behind that, or rather, exactly what blend of emotions it is.
All the same? ]
I’m available now.
Better than Rags. He doesn’t even want to think about Shen Wei, how that’s going to feel.
The idea of seeing Pagan is a mixed bag, because Pagan is right: there’s a fuzzy desire to kiss him that blends far too well with the deep fondness and care that he, himself, Kiryu Kazuma, felt for him before this whole thing happened. The idea makes his muscles shake, and he’s not sure what emotion is behind that, or rather, exactly what blend of emotions it is.
All the same? ]
I’m available now.
[Marty had decided to watch a nice, action-based movie. A fun movie. Not a documentary. He found something called Tatsu of Kamuro. It looked fun. But then one of the actors looked... familiar. A bit too familiar. So, he sends a message:]
You never told me you had an acting career.
You never told me you had an acting career.
[ Text always takes the longest because he has to translate it both ways. Also his typing. ]
What?
[ Okay that was decently fast because it’s short. ]
What?
[ Okay that was decently fast because it’s short. ]
Come over tonight if you have the time. There's something you should know.
[ There's no answer. Instead, there's a knock on his door at just about dinner time and the smell of food through the door. ]
[The chaos of the flood had distracted Norton for a while, but he has a request to fulfill and Carol doesn't seem like the type to be infinitely patient. With his own warden asleep, Kiryu is the obvious next choice.]
Meet me in the Enclosure. Please.
Meet me in the Enclosure. Please.
On the way.
[ And he'll make his way there, looking around to see if Norton's outside or in. ]
[ And he'll make his way there, looking around to see if Norton's outside or in. ]
Dear Kiryu Kazuma,
I cordially invite you to tea in my cabin at your convenience.
Yours Most Affectionately,
Norton Folgate
[Not in the Enclosure this time. The tea, his cabin, he wants an environment where he feels soft comfort, not a place to fight.]
I cordially invite you to tea in my cabin at your convenience.
Yours Most Affectionately,
Norton Folgate
[Not in the Enclosure this time. The tea, his cabin, he wants an environment where he feels soft comfort, not a place to fight.]
[ Kiryu is very glad of the text-to-speech feature. ]
What would be a good time to come by?
What would be a good time to come by?
[Well, he said he would. And truth be told, he's always a little bit curious about what the hell Kiryu has up his finely tailored sleeves, after some of his network comments. So Tim knocks politely about fifteen minutes after he agreed to show up, a little uncertain but mostly wondering.]
[ The door opens pretty quickly and Tim will get to smell what is definitely a lot of Chinese food in the midst of being prepared. Kiryu is not Chinese, but the guy teaching him more recipes is. As is his boyfriend, hence all the cooking. He'll gesture for Tim to come in. ]
Come in. I have some things in my room.
[ Tim's never been to Kiryu's cabin and it's definitely an odd one: it starts in a backyard, to begin with, and that backyard has been somewhat transformed. A see-saw, a set of swings, and a soccer target have been piled in one corner to make room for some shelves, all of which are full of plastic containers with bugs in them. Two crates sit near a long, low table nearest the house and there is a house, a full (if cozy) Japanese style home with a back porch, the panels open to show the hallway leading to what looks like bedrooms and a family room that leads to the kitchen. Kiryu removes his shoes while on it before he heads for the inside. ]
Come in. I have some things in my room.
[ Tim's never been to Kiryu's cabin and it's definitely an odd one: it starts in a backyard, to begin with, and that backyard has been somewhat transformed. A see-saw, a set of swings, and a soccer target have been piled in one corner to make room for some shelves, all of which are full of plastic containers with bugs in them. Two crates sit near a long, low table nearest the house and there is a house, a full (if cozy) Japanese style home with a back porch, the panels open to show the hallway leading to what looks like bedrooms and a family room that leads to the kitchen. Kiryu removes his shoes while on it before he heads for the inside. ]
The benefit of knowing where T is at all times is that he knows when she isn't in the cabin.
He heads for his room first. "Privacy, please," he tells Smartass, taking off his hoodie and necklace, dropping them both in his room first before going to find Kiryu.
"Hey, Kaz. Got a fucking minute?"
He heads for his room first. "Privacy, please," he tells Smartass, taking off his hoodie and necklace, dropping them both in his room first before going to find Kiryu.
"Hey, Kaz. Got a fucking minute?"
Kiryu's in his room, putting away some things (weapons, he's putting away weapons) when Rags makes his way in. There's a quick curl of his lip at the phrasing but he schools his expression the little he has to before turning to look at him.
"Of course. Something the matter?"
"Of course. Something the matter?"
Of course. I’m glad I could help.
[ That comes with a nod of his head. ]
My name is Kiryu Kazuma.
[ That comes with a nod of his head. ]
My name is Kiryu Kazuma.
You should swing by your room sometime soon. Someone left one of those containers of soup outside.
[ That someone is Hickey. He's not going to admit that it's him. He's also not going to admit that he's worried. He's heard about what happened to the kids and he knows just how much Kiryu still cares for them all. ]
[ That someone is Hickey. He's not going to admit that it's him. He's also not going to admit that he's worried. He's heard about what happened to the kids and he knows just how much Kiryu still cares for them all. ]
Thank you. I'll bring it in.
You're all right?
I didn't see that anything was wrong.
You're all right?
I didn't see that anything was wrong.
It's not hard to work out who died in the greenhouse, that same morning. He'd been one of the lucky ones - on deck but nowhere near the explosion - and seen Kiryu carrying two slight figures through some bloody portal. Gossip moves quickly, and it hadn't been hard to confirm.
At least that meant the kids were taken care of. But somehow, he doubts that'll matter so much to Kiryu. Seeing them both dead to begin with.
Time is bullshit on the Barge but it's functionally the evening when Tim knocks on Kiryu's cabin door, just gently, to see if he's in.
At least that meant the kids were taken care of. But somehow, he doubts that'll matter so much to Kiryu. Seeing them both dead to begin with.
Time is bullshit on the Barge but it's functionally the evening when Tim knocks on Kiryu's cabin door, just gently, to see if he's in.
It'll take him a moment to get to the door and when he answers it, Kiryu looks the same as he usually does. He glances at Tim and then towards the house.
"Here to visit Taylor?"
"Here to visit Taylor?"
Some time after Rags' little check-in, Trixie gets herself together and actually goes to check in on Kiryu. Assuming he feels like hell, she's got some porridge that she's sweetened with berries, hoping that a warm, filling meal might help.
Her own face is...not looking so great. Her nose has been reset, but she's sporting two black eyes and a split lip. It doesn't exactly look as though it's bothering her, and she hums a little after knocking at his door.
Her own face is...not looking so great. Her nose has been reset, but she's sporting two black eyes and a split lip. It doesn't exactly look as though it's bothering her, and she hums a little after knocking at his door.
Kiryu is feeling better by now; keeping him down is difficult, given his usual stamina and what-is-pain tolerance. He's staying around the cabin, because he hasn't been called in for anything and there's nothing precisely that needs doing... and also because the whole thing has him intensely sleepy more than anything.
But when he hears someone at the door, he can make his way over and he opens the door to see-
Red, at least for a moment. He takes in that it's Trixie and that Trixie has been hit in the face, that her nose was broken, and it takes him a breath or two to make his heat go down before he bursts into spectral flame.
...for one thing, it would be rude. For another, it might startle her and that's the last thing he wants.
He swallows, hard, and actually pushes the barest suggestion of a smile onto his face for her; it's very much a compliment.
"You came to visit."
Despite... all of that? He sounds both surprised and... pleased. Genuinely.
...and yes, his hair is still down.
But when he hears someone at the door, he can make his way over and he opens the door to see-
Red, at least for a moment. He takes in that it's Trixie and that Trixie has been hit in the face, that her nose was broken, and it takes him a breath or two to make his heat go down before he bursts into spectral flame.
...for one thing, it would be rude. For another, it might startle her and that's the last thing he wants.
He swallows, hard, and actually pushes the barest suggestion of a smile onto his face for her; it's very much a compliment.
"You came to visit."
Despite... all of that? He sounds both surprised and... pleased. Genuinely.
...and yes, his hair is still down.
Edited 2022-01-26 02:41 (UTC)
Fair warning, next time you see me, I'll look like shit.
Someone decided to take their revenge for my actions out on my face.
[ understatement of the fucking century, Mr. I Have Stitches In My Tongue. ]
Someone decided to take their revenge for my actions out on my face.
[ understatement of the fucking century, Mr. I Have Stitches In My Tongue. ]
Who?
And are you all right?
And are you all right?
this thread here]
He can't help but watch her as she undresses; a part of him tried to look away, but another part has him holding firm, keeping his eyes on her, because this is a part of it too. And it's not as if he doesn't want to see. She's beautiful (he stands by that) and he's already considering what it might feel like to touch her, to put his hands to her soft skin, to put his mouth to the bud of her breast, what it could possibly be like to feel her move on top of him, wrapped around him.
...it's a lot. And the reality of it is even more, which is why it takes him a moment of just taking her in (murmuring in Japanese to himself in a way that can't be construed as anything but awed) before he realizes he needs to stand and undo his own clothes.
He's glad that he's wearing the yukata, because there aren't too many steps at least: first there's the obi, which he unknots easily enough. Then he starts undoing the inner cord, once that's gone, the main part of the garment hangs open, leaving him in just his underwrappings. There's a moment's glance at Trixie before he'll start undoing that knot as well.
He can't help but watch her as she undresses; a part of him tried to look away, but another part has him holding firm, keeping his eyes on her, because this is a part of it too. And it's not as if he doesn't want to see. She's beautiful (he stands by that) and he's already considering what it might feel like to touch her, to put his hands to her soft skin, to put his mouth to the bud of her breast, what it could possibly be like to feel her move on top of him, wrapped around him.
...it's a lot. And the reality of it is even more, which is why it takes him a moment of just taking her in (murmuring in Japanese to himself in a way that can't be construed as anything but awed) before he realizes he needs to stand and undo his own clothes.
He's glad that he's wearing the yukata, because there aren't too many steps at least: first there's the obi, which he unknots easily enough. Then he starts undoing the inner cord, once that's gone, the main part of the garment hangs open, leaving him in just his underwrappings. There's a moment's glance at Trixie before he'll start undoing that knot as well.
She's had her hands on him before, massaging his sore muscles, admiring his strong body as she rubs away all the stress and worry in his life. He was almost unreal to her then, perfectly sculpted like a statue, someone far above the bruises and dips and reset bones that makes up her own body. He was lovely to admire, but to have is a different thing entirely.
She openly stares at him, biting at her lower lip as she watches him strip from the robe and down to the odd-looking underthings. Then, with gaze firmly on his face, she steps forward and places the tips of her fingers gently on his chest, traveling lower and lower until she's helping him with the wrappings.
He's lovely. She doesn't think she's ever seen someone so lovely in her life.
She openly stares at him, biting at her lower lip as she watches him strip from the robe and down to the odd-looking underthings. Then, with gaze firmly on his face, she steps forward and places the tips of her fingers gently on his chest, traveling lower and lower until she's helping him with the wrappings.
He's lovely. She doesn't think she's ever seen someone so lovely in her life.
Can I come over to yours tonight?
[ someone just had a conversation with Crozier that he doesn't want to think about right now. ]
[ someone just had a conversation with Crozier that he doesn't want to think about right now. ]
Of course. There's plenty of food.
[ No questions. Hickey will get there when he gets there. ]
[ No questions. Hickey will get there when he gets there. ]
[Continued from here]
Trixie pretends to swoon as Kiryu carries her inside. Truth be told, she's never been carried like this (to say nothing of how he kisses her), and after opening herself to him with the story of her life she's feeling particularly...demure?
Is that the word? Has she ever been demure and modest before?
Trixie pretends to swoon as Kiryu carries her inside. Truth be told, she's never been carried like this (to say nothing of how he kisses her), and after opening herself to him with the story of her life she's feeling particularly...demure?
Is that the word? Has she ever been demure and modest before?
The swooning is... cute. It's like something out of a movie, and he can't help but kiss her sweetly as he lays her out, just on the forehead.
Well, best to start this off:
"Trixie," and he says it like he's just so happy she's here, just so happy he can share this with her, hold her in his arms, kiss her in his bed. It's the same warm, smooth, low tone but his eyes hold all of it.
Well, best to start this off:
"Trixie," and he says it like he's just so happy she's here, just so happy he can share this with her, hold her in his arms, kiss her in his bed. It's the same warm, smooth, low tone but his eyes hold all of it.
audio, a couple of hours after Kiryu gives him the graduation news
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friendsfordinner
2022-03-20 05:11 pm (UTC)(link)
What the fuck.
[ but it's more of a tired 'what the fuck' than a disbelieving 'what the fuck.' It's the 'what the fuck' of someone who honestly had no idea this would actually happen, let alone right now. ]
[ but it's more of a tired 'what the fuck' than a disbelieving 'what the fuck.' It's the 'what the fuck' of someone who honestly had no idea this would actually happen, let alone right now. ]
Re: audio, a couple of hours after Kiryu gives him the graduation news
lone_horse
2022-03-20 05:23 pm (UTC)(link)
…I’m surprised you’re surprised.
I was expecting it any day now.
I was expecting it any day now.
[Dated to after her angry nap]
I want to apologize for...all the things I fucking said. Frustration was misplaced.
I want to apologize for...all the things I fucking said. Frustration was misplaced.
[ There's a pause before he answers. ]
Dorian helped you?
Dorian helped you?
Kaz, I need some help.
First, we're not even talking about you getting paired with Norton yet, but that is a conversation I'd like to have with you soon. I did speak with him.
But! My inmate is feeling rather overwhelmed. She needs something that will make her feel safe, but I'm certain she'll hurt herself with any weapon I have on me. Do you have anything or any ideas?
First, we're not even talking about you getting paired with Norton yet, but that is a conversation I'd like to have with you soon. I did speak with him.
But! My inmate is feeling rather overwhelmed. She needs something that will make her feel safe, but I'm certain she'll hurt herself with any weapon I have on me. Do you have anything or any ideas?
We're not, no.
[ Because he has his own reasons to keep his mouth shut. ]
I've got a few weapon options for her. My default choice is a combination stun gun and police baton: limited harm, but it's enough to drop or pause most people here.
[ Because he has his own reasons to keep his mouth shut. ]
I've got a few weapon options for her. My default choice is a combination stun gun and police baton: limited harm, but it's enough to drop or pause most people here.
Yes. How can I help you?
[ That is a thick Japanese accent. ]
[ That is a thick Japanese accent. ]
Edited 2022-04-30 15:17 (UTC)
[ A sweeping dark fog gathers itself and changes into Ye Zun in his maks and tux glory, one hand resting on a cane while the other fiddles a moment with the mask before it evaporates. ]
I'm sorry that I am talking to you like this, but I don't have the ability to text. Meimei needs some support, more than I am able to give her at this moment.
I'm sorry that I am talking to you like this, but I don't have the ability to text. Meimei needs some support, more than I am able to give her at this moment.
[ He's only glad that Majima isn't here at the moment. He loves the man, dearly, would gladly take a bullet or two for him... but Taylor is...
Taylor is sensitive. He's just glad he knows that nickname. Having Shen Wei in the cabin has been very informative. ]
Where is she? I'll head there now.
Taylor is sensitive. He's just glad he knows that nickname. Having Shen Wei in the cabin has been very informative. ]
Where is she? I'll head there now.
Afternoon. It's...it's Francis Crozier. I've returned. I'm seeking your advice, if you have a moment.
[ Oh! That's... both surprising and wonderful. He immediately picks up to answer. ]
Of course. Here or do you want to talk in person?
Of course. Here or do you want to talk in person?
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