[ He's ushering them both to the bed and since they're inside, he slips out from van Zieks first, ushering Sholmes to the bed first. Sleepy baby needs to get tucked in first. But he does look at Sholmes for a moment and tugs a little at the dress. ]
Let's get you out of the extra layers.
[ He tilts his head back to look at van Zieks. ]
And you should take some of those things off. Or I'll make you. We can get you better clothes in the morning.
[ And don't you dare try to run at the threat of being stripped, van Zieks. He's healed up and strong, he will drag you back. ]
That couch and you are not the same size, and you know it well.
[Oh. Right. He still has. This stuff on. He'll move to start removing it...but god, this really is hard without one hand. Also, Irene in hare form is also on Finley's back. TIGER CABOOSE.]
Mm. This may take some time...
[Glancing over at Van Zieks.]
Yes, I would do as the man says. He's quite strong. I wouldn't want to be on his bad side.
Oh, do leave your ever noble dignity at the door, Van Zieks. This isn't the time.
[He's a bit more snide, mostly because HE IS TIRED and Van Zieks is being a baby about all of this. He lets Kotetsu do his work, trying to help the man where he can with his only hand, before raising his arms.]
There you go.
[And yeah, the lesbians are having a GREAT time and are valid and this thread should be about them and them alone.]
I will not be told when to discard my dignity by a man that has none.
[... Hmph. But anyway, he goes over to inspect the garment first before deeming it acceptable. He will take his shirt off and pull the loose kaftan on BEFORE removing his boots and pants because I guess he is shy now or something? Why is he so fussy.
And then tbh he just goes to lie down on the bed because he is so very done with today. Adelheid lets out a soft mew.]
Sholmes has a point. Like it really matters in here.
[ If there's already a lack of dignity, why not join it?
He moves to peel the dress off of Sholmes, getting up close and personal as he strips it from him completely. There's a lingering moment as he hovers in Sholmes' space, perhaps forgetting himself, leaning a little closer... before letting out a sigh and looking to the side. ]
Did you want something lighter for sleeping in? You probably should get some of that off, too.
[ He walks to the side to drape the dress over one of the pieces of furniture, hand gripping it before turning his attention back to the pair of them. ]
[He freezes at the way the man moves in, his eyes flitting over to Van Zieks seemingly unconsciously....and that tension of the moment holds, before Kotetsu moves back and lets out his sigh. Sholmes relaxes, visibly.]
Are you asking me? Lighter? I...I don't suppose why not.
[He winces and touches his left shoulder - there's some pain from moving it around, it seems.]
[Literally what the FUCK is going ON with you two? Van Zieks was probably too busy getting changed himself to notice.]
Why on earth were you wearing that thing, anyway? [I assume he was already made aware that Sholmes was also on CYOA but. Yeah. he's just griping from the bed.]
[ Oh, but speaking of daemons, Finley did have to usher the girls off her back to follow Kotetsu so he doesn't get bond-damaged. But when he and her return back, she's going to curl around the both of them protectively.
Too bad he missed the lore of what van Zieks said, rip.
Anyway, he's going to go over to Sholmes first with the water, since he needs the most help with things and because he's a sleepy bitch. He sets the bowl aside before kneeling before him. ]
Sorry...
[ He whispers before starting to undo the buttons on Sholmes, his eyes focused on his fingers making work of the clothes, avoiding looking at Sholmes directly.
[Kotetsu really doesn't have to apologize, because the man's attention here is completely and utterly drawn by what the other has said. Who cares about getting shirtless, what the HECK.]
An angel? What...what did the angel look like? Was it...was it an Angel of Dust?
[SIGHS.] The garden had almost completely died. An angel calling itself Uriel was there, waiting to give someone the last living clipping of the Tree of Knowledge. Once they had, we were urged to go, upon the arrival of another angel they called the Lord Regent. Uriel was our size but this Lord Regent was much larger, and attempted to stop us at all costs.
[ Wow, rude. He's here, too, and might have missed the first bit, but he's still surprised. His hands are paused in undoing Sholmes' shirt, looking over at van Zieks. ]
Uriel said we would know when the time was right to do so. They also said we should not listen to the angels that attempt to convince us to murder, though I hardly needed that confirmation.
The impression I received was that the Lord Regent has the ability to track us between worlds, so I do not think it matters much what I say.
However, Hopefully the wound I thrust into his chest and the blinding he recieved from Adelheid slows him down somewhat. [Adelheid mewps from where she's curled up next to Finley.]
[ Finley gives Adelheid a soft nuzzle. Good job! ]
Yeah, but... people here are being influenced by them, right? It's not that I don't want to trust everyone. It's just...
[ People keep dying?
But anyway. He gets back to stripping Sholmes from his shirt, tossing it to the side. Messy clothes can get thrown wherever. He then reaches to get the wet rag, wringing it out. ]
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[ He's ushering them both to the bed and since they're inside, he slips out from van Zieks first, ushering Sholmes to the bed first. Sleepy baby needs to get tucked in first. But he does look at Sholmes for a moment and tugs a little at the dress. ]
Let's get you out of the extra layers.
[ He tilts his head back to look at van Zieks. ]
And you should take some of those things off. Or I'll make you. We can get you better clothes in the morning.
[ And don't you dare try to run at the threat of being stripped, van Zieks. He's healed up and strong, he will drag you back. ]
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[Oh. Right. He still has. This stuff on. He'll move to start removing it...but god, this really is hard without one hand. Also, Irene in hare form is also on Finley's back. TIGER CABOOSE.]
Mm. This may take some time...
[Glancing over at Van Zieks.]
Yes, I would do as the man says. He's quite strong. I wouldn't want to be on his bad side.
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Are you threatening to strip me against my will?
[SIR????
At least the girls are having a good time.]
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I'm threatening to change you, if you keep acting like a little kid. There's something over there.
[ He nods over to ... well, wherever his extra clothes are sprawled. ]
Haven't even worn it and it's flowy enough that you'll be fine.
[ But now he turns his attention back to Sholmes and the dress. ]
Here, let me help you... Just raise your arms when I'm done.
[ And he's starting to help untie the dress and get it loose on Sholmes. Taking care as he does so. His touches are gentle at every shift. ]
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[He's a bit more snide, mostly because HE IS TIRED and Van Zieks is being a baby about all of this. He lets Kotetsu do his work, trying to help the man where he can with his only hand, before raising his arms.]
There you go.
[And yeah, the lesbians are having a GREAT time and are valid and this thread should be about them and them alone.]
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[... Hmph. But anyway, he goes over to inspect the garment first before deeming it acceptable. He will take his shirt off and pull the loose kaftan on BEFORE removing his boots and pants because I guess he is shy now or something? Why is he so fussy.
And then tbh he just goes to lie down on the bed because he is so very done with today. Adelheid lets out a soft mew.]
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[ If there's already a lack of dignity, why not join it?
He moves to peel the dress off of Sholmes, getting up close and personal as he strips it from him completely. There's a lingering moment as he hovers in Sholmes' space, perhaps forgetting himself, leaning a little closer... before letting out a sigh and looking to the side. ]
Did you want something lighter for sleeping in? You probably should get some of that off, too.
[ He walks to the side to drape the dress over one of the pieces of furniture, hand gripping it before turning his attention back to the pair of them. ]
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[He freezes at the way the man moves in, his eyes flitting over to Van Zieks seemingly unconsciously....and that tension of the moment holds, before Kotetsu moves back and lets out his sigh. Sholmes relaxes, visibly.]
Are you asking me? Lighter? I...I don't suppose why not.
[He winces and touches his left shoulder - there's some pain from moving it around, it seems.]
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Why on earth were you wearing that thing, anyway?
[I assume he was already made aware that Sholmes was also on CYOA but. Yeah. he's just griping from the bed.]
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He also looks at the both of them now. ]
You both need to be cleaned off a bit, too. Let me go grab something.
[ And he's going to get some kind of bowl of some sort to get full of water, and a rag. Letting the two of them along for a moment. ]
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[He looks over at Van Zieks.]
I was attempting to infiltrate a prison, and it was my disguise. [...] What in the world happened to you, my dear fellow?
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We found the Garden of Eden and fought an angel.
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Too bad he missed the lore of what van Zieks said, rip.
Anyway, he's going to go over to Sholmes first with the water, since he needs the most help with things and because he's a sleepy bitch. He sets the bowl aside before kneeling before him. ]
Sorry...
[ He whispers before starting to undo the buttons on Sholmes, his eyes focused on his fingers making work of the clothes, avoiding looking at Sholmes directly.
Do continue your conversation. ]
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An angel? What...what did the angel look like? Was it...was it an Angel of Dust?
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[SIGHS.]
The garden had almost completely died. An angel calling itself Uriel was there, waiting to give someone the last living clipping of the Tree of Knowledge. Once they had, we were urged to go, upon the arrival of another angel they called the Lord Regent. Uriel was our size but this Lord Regent was much larger, and attempted to stop us at all costs.
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[Huh.]
And do you have this last living clipping?
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[He's not answering the first question because he thinks it's pretty obvious.]
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Why did they want to do that?
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Plant it?
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Uriel said we would know when the time was right to do so. They also said we should not listen to the angels that attempt to convince us to murder, though I hardly needed that confirmation.
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However, Hopefully the wound I thrust into his chest and the blinding he recieved from Adelheid slows him down somewhat.
[Adelheid mewps from where she's curled up next to Finley.]
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Yeah, but... people here are being influenced by them, right? It's not that I don't want to trust everyone. It's just...
[ People keep dying?
But anyway. He gets back to stripping Sholmes from his shirt, tossing it to the side. Messy clothes can get thrown wherever. He then reaches to get the wet rag, wringing it out. ]
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[Now he's just shirtless. Thanks. He does have a slightly healed wound over his left shoulder - and some reddened, burnt skin.]
Kotetsu. [And he looks back to him.] Do be careful. And regarding the angels...well, I assume they have their ways. Their terribly manipulative ways.
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