I see your mind is traveling to a different kind of pampering.
[He gets them both into pajamas before sitting at the edge of the onsen with Five on his lap. For the warmth, the smell, and the atmosphere.]
A miracle. Well, it is hopeful at least. I do wish you the best.
[He cards his fingers through his hair going silent for a moment.
And then he sings for him. It is in Ancient though the reverberations of the language simply add to the melody. A song about tomorrow and the hope it brings.]
Not necessarily. But it does make it a little easier to be the big spoon with you. Though only a little.
[ He's more than fine with letting him take care of it, he's embracing Just Resting. And admittedly the memory of things going well, for once, makes him feel incredibly tired - like he's finally able to just take a break after working hard for so long.
He stays on his lap, arms around him and just enjoying his company. And when Hades begins to sing for him, he listens carefully, keeping his eyes on him - not wanting to miss a moment ]
[ once emet stops singing he'll just full on rest his head against his shoulder, letting his eyes fall shut but not really trying to sleep - just focus on how it feels to be close to him ]
You say that as if it weren't already beautiful enough.
Like you said. "for however long it lasts". But right not it really feels nice to have been able to do something about it.
It was fortunate that I didn't die immediately, I guess. One more reason to look after myself and ensure I won't go to an early grave. I can actually save everyone else if I do.
[ By the time he's back he'll find him having taken a potion because, after all, he's committed to being the big spoon. He pretty much beams when he sees the boquet and Hades bowing for him, smiling as he takes the flowers and then grabbing on his tie to pull him into a kiss ]
[ no he doesn't when it comes to emet, he knows that. But he'll set the flowers aside and then reach for the notebook, leaning in to kiss emet's cheek after ]
A challenge I’m actually willing to accept. I can avoid bending to your whims.
[Though he melts at the kiss. As if he isn’t the same. How does he desire to please him despite his words.]
[Five will have seen this notebook before. It has notes from their earlier attempts though the pages have been filled after. One particular page has been tabbed of their exercise with moving parts of the tower. A lot of erasure marks, crossed out lines, and notes dot the equations of which some are conversions of arcane to math while others are pure, raw mathematical equations mimicking Five’s abilities. Further on are a few scribbled high level notes about arcane time travel.]
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[He kisses the top of his head again.]
After all the nights, the work, the worries, the tears, you deserve this. A respite. For how ever long it lasts.
Congratulations. Take your well earned victory.
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But he decides against that and instead shifts to kiss his cheek ]
Thanks. There'll be time to see the rest of it but for now I think just one memory will be enough.
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You did get shot. Even without all the rest that would be enough to put the pause on more memories.
Does the pain still linger?
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[He puts a hand at his back and under his knees and lifts him before finding a towel to dry him off.]
I am still going to pamper you anyway. Any requests or shall you leave it to my discretion.
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I'll leave it to your discretion, you do tend to give me nice surprises. And fortunately my good mood seems to have endured after all.
I might even take a potion.
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[He gets them both into pajamas before sitting at the edge of the onsen with Five on his lap. For the warmth, the smell, and the atmosphere.]
A miracle. Well, it is hopeful at least. I do wish you the best.
[He cards his fingers through his hair going silent for a moment.
And then he sings for him. It is in Ancient though the reverberations of the language simply add to the melody. A song about tomorrow and the hope it brings.]
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[ He's more than fine with letting him take care of it, he's embracing Just Resting. And admittedly the memory of things going well, for once, makes him feel incredibly tired - like he's finally able to just take a break after working hard for so long.
He stays on his lap, arms around him and just enjoying his company. And when Hades begins to sing for him, he listens carefully, keeping his eyes on him - not wanting to miss a moment ]
I see you had a surprise for me in store.
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[He continues to pet him. He understands the tired, the weight, how one even forgets how much they are bearing after carrying it for so long.]
Perhaps not as skillful as yours. But I would enjoy trying. It couldn’t hurt to learn a few new skills.
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You say that as if it weren't already beautiful enough.
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[He holds him resting his head against him.]
You look so relieved and content in this moment. Despite the brutality of the memory, I’m glad it can provide some peace of mind.
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It was fortunate that I didn't die immediately, I guess. One more reason to look after myself and ensure I won't go to an early grave. I can actually save everyone else if I do.
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[He holds him tightly letting his fingers brush lightly at his sides and hands.]
I am proud of you though. That was no small feat. You already knew how to do it. Consider me amazed.
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I always did say I perform well under pressure. But it is good to know I was able to use it when I needed it.
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[He lifts him bridal style.]
I know lounging in bed is my favorite activity but I do worry I bore you. Perhaps I could bring you works to study.
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[He puts him down on the bed.]
Give me a moment to go collect a few items, and I will return.
[He gives his hand a squeeze before making for Baritones.]
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[ but he will wait for him to return then ]
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And also a boquet of heathers to which he hands to him with a bow.]
I'm sure you have corrections on my match equations.
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As charming as ever.
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[He gets tugged putting a hand on his waist to steady himself and he indulges in the kiss.]
Of course I am if you are going to reward me so. And I am addicted to that smile of yours.
[He kisses his cheek and his throat.]
And maybe just you.
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For example rather than having you laze about my bed I could give you homework and reward you with a kiss anytime you perform well.
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But are you sure you wouldn’t cave before I?
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[ no he doesn't when it comes to emet, he knows that. But he'll set the flowers aside and then reach for the notebook, leaning in to kiss emet's cheek after ]
Let's see who lasts longer.
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[Though he melts at the kiss. As if he isn’t the same. How does he desire to please him despite his words.]
[Five will have seen this notebook before. It has notes from their earlier attempts though the pages have been filled after. One particular page has been tabbed of their exercise with moving parts of the tower. A lot of erasure marks, crossed out lines, and notes dot the equations of which some are conversions of arcane to math while others are pure, raw mathematical equations mimicking Five’s abilities. Further on are a few scribbled high level notes about arcane time travel.]
How have your arcane studies been progressing?
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