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[ open ] Quest Catch-all!

Who: Guren Ichinose & Various
Where: All around town
When: The month of September!
What: QUEST RELATED CATCH ALL. There's an open bee prompt since Guren is a red, so anyone is welcome even if you didn't plot with me! Newbies too, once they get in!
Warnings: None. Will add if necessary!

A. Bees to see - OPEN

[Guren feels as though he's been going a little easy on the quests lately. It's time to fix that. He's antsy, he's got an empty jar in one hand and his other on his sword, and he holds it up to anyone who might pass him by.]

[And with that simple line, they're off! Unless your character has any resistance, of course, but assuming they don't, Guren leads them right into the forest.]

B. Wildcard - OPEN

[If you want to hit Guren up for a different quest, even if he's a red, feel free! Try to ruin his day? Just see what he's up to? This is my generic space to say anyone can tag me even if I didn't plot things with them, so feel free, or hit me up at

zeloser to work something out, if you want!]

Closed prompts in the comments!

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[Guren smirks a little at that, turning his face into Dextera, brushing his lips against his jaw near his ear without kissing.]

Yeah? Are you going to fight someone if they start squatting here?

…

[ dextera would actually probably push them or something in a crime of passion, but he doesn’t think of himself as the type when he’s calm like this. guren’s not-kiss gives him some peace of mind, and it makes him want to shudder a little, too. ]

A warning.

[ written against guren’s chest, slowly. ]

I kind of want to see that.

[He really does. Hot! Warn them, Dex. It'd probably be cute, though, rather than anything else...

Still, he touches his hand to Dextera's wrist, the one writing over him, and smiles on.]

[ no!!! ]

Heh.

[ he can’t help but laugh, though, with a shake of his head and a soft sound that only makes his side ache just a little. he really does feel better when guren is here, next to him, especially when they’re talking about nice things.

for a moment, though, he doesn’t say anything, falling into an easy silence as he strokes guren’s chest where he was writing, a light, repetitive movement with his thumb. an answer to guren’s comment in its own way, just comfort at the thought of however playfully protecting this little home they’ve made. ]

[A nice moment. His nose touches against the side of Dextera's face, an almost-nuzzle as he breathes him in. The hand on his chest is nice, and Guren lets go of it again only to wrap that arm around Dextera and pull him closer. So they're touching completely.

Still, the silence is broken after a while, and it's with a stupid comment like this:]

Too bad we can't have a TV.

[ ahwhuh?

dextera wasn’t really thinking about anything in particular, just shuffling through the list of things that have been on his mind without considering any of them too deeply, but guren says that! lucky break. ]

I’ve never watched one.

There's never anything good on, anyway.

[GUREN... WHY BRING IT UP he's such a loser. He's really just talking because he's enjoying this time, doing nothing. That's why he wants a TV, too. To sit around, doing nothing.

And maybe for video games.]

Haha!

[ dextera can’t help it. that laugh is louder than the quiet, thoughtful breath from before, and he can feel his scar easing under his clothes. just a little. the black closes up, disappears. ]

Then we don’t need it.

Yeah, but I want one.

[He sounds like a child when he says it like that, but what else is new. He feels like it. It's nice, to just say stupid, simple things like that. To try and pretend he's not thinking about Dextera's scar, or Yuu's seraph and demon, or his own heart.

At least he says it with a little smile, and then his stupid comments fade to a stop.]

Read a book.

[ that’s dextera’s advice for him, and he punctuates that conversation by kissing guren’s smile. it was a nice distraction, and there are things he wants to say now that guren has mentioned yuu staying in his room, but he’s not sure—what’s okay. if it’s all right to bring up something that could turn negative, when they’re comfortable in bed.

there’s another stretch of silence, and dextera decides he can’t stand it. ]

How is Yuu?

[ carefully signed—name spelled, since dextera doesn’t yet know what to name him—like he’s a parent asking a teacher how their son is doing in school. ]

[He would gladly read a book, actually, but Guren, who understands texts even as difficult as ancient spellcraft, does not feel like reading fairy tales is a good use of time. Wasting around in front of a TV, though? Fine.

Anyway, he's focused on this now, blinking at the question.]

He's a tough kid. He'll start missing all of his friends real soon, but I think he'll be able to make new ones, too.

[It's a general answer, since he's not sure what Dextera means, exactly.] Why? Did something happen?

[ dextera shakes his head. nothing happened exactly, it’s just—they were forced to bond quite quickly, with the memories, and dextera feels strange about what he saw and what was shown when they’ve barely had a normal conversation. it feels rushed. it feels wrong. ]

We shared memories. He’s really tough.

[ much tougher than dextera. ]

...When I first picked him up, he was completely closed in. Angry, furious at the vampires who killed his family. The family he had struggled to make in the first place, after living in his home.

It took a long time for him to get past that and find a new family. But doing that helped him get stronger, too.

[He tilts his head slightly.] What memory did you get of him?

[ the yuu he saw was so young, so innocent. he hadn’t wanted to be hated, and he certainly hadn’t wanted to be killed—what child would? it’s impossible for him to imagine all that yuu has been through, and frankly, he doesn’t want to. he’d probably cope with it worse than yuu has. ]

I saw… his father. Birth father. He had a knife.

[ it’s weird to explain more than that—he hopes that there’s only one such memory. ]

Right.

[He knows what Dextera is talking about, of course, frowning a little seriously.]

He had a terrible childhood. He doesn't remember most of it, either.

[ and then guren came along.

dextera knows it’s not as easy as guren making everything better, but he helped. dextera thinks he probably helped even more than guren is willing to give himself credit for, because guren has helped him in much the same way. ]

He saw me… hurt someone. He didn’t even blink.

[ “hurt someone” being a clear code for “kill” here. ]

As long as you had good intentions, he doesn't care.

[There's a pause, though, because if Dextera is worried about it, there might be a little more to whatever memory there was of Dextera "hurting" someone.]

Even if you didn't, though... he trusts me, and I told him that I trust you, too. He'd let you do anything and believe it had the right reasons behind it, all because I told him you were family.

I'm... using him. I need his power to make things right again. He doesn't even care. All he wants to do is help.

[So, that's the type of person he is. Trusting and loving to a fault.]

[ guren has heard dextera mention killing people, in passing. seeing it is a little different, and dextera is a much different person with a life in his hands—he’s worried about that, but guren’s reassurance is something. ]

I know… what being used is like.

[ that’s his thought, before anything else. ]

You’re not like that. You care about him.

That doesn't change what I've done to him. What I'm still doing.

[He meets Dextera's eyes evenly.] I knew what he was from the start. He was part of an experiment, a project that I've picked up from someone else. The Seraph of the End.

I gave him drugs different from the rest of the army. I pushed him and forced it to come out. And now, I'm using even more drugs to get him to control it. It's extremely painful and extremely dangerous. To his body, his heart, his mind.

That's why Mika hates me. The things I'm doing aren't things that I should force anyone else into. But him... I need him. He's vital.

[ guren’s guilt weighs heavy on his mind, and it probably pushes at the little cracks in the armor around his heart, as well. dextera can’t say something as trite as “it’s okay” when it’s not at all his judgment to make, but he doesn’t like seeing it. ]

…

[ it doesn’t escape his notice, how like the archangel guren could be—but he isn’t. they’re so completely different, even in these similar paths they’ve taken. ]

It’s cruel. For him. For you. You’re conducting the world’s cruelty.

[ he touches guren’s cheek, smoothing his hair back. ]

But you’re kind. You’re giving him that, too.

[Guren doesn't think that any kindness he might have is enough. He's not sure he shows it in the first place. Is he kind? Would someone call this kind? To Guren, it's just doing what's right. Treating someone like a human. It shouldn't make his other actions forgivable in any way.

But so many people treat him like it is. He doesn't know how to react to that, and it shows in his eyes. Still...

He covers Dextera's hand.]

He could use someone like you in his life. Check on him. Ask to talk to him whenever you want. He'd like that.

[ doctor angelicus and longneck both let their cruelty consume them. they ruminated on their guilt until they were twisted beyond repair, and dextera can’t stand the thought of that happening to guren.

he wishes it were as easy as telling guren he did nothing wrong.

dextera takes a moment, soaking in guren’s advice and the warmth of his hand, and thinks about where he wants to take this conversation. somewhere lighter. away from sin. ]

What does he like to do?

...Fight.

[And to drive cars, but it's not like they have anything like that here, and thank god for that. He can't drive for shit. At least this topic is helping Guren ease out of his guilt, for the moment.]

He likes curry, too. And cake, probably. There's not really a lot to do here that's carefree and fun, but he's used to that... so if you spend time with him, it'll be enough.

Just don't try chess. He's too stupid. [GUREN!!! Well, but Yuu's intelligence is elsewhere.]

[ guren!!

no one is too stupid for chess, but dextera also suspects that yuu also wouldn’t really care. he doesn’t nod, but he’s listening to these suggestions carefully.

and then, a vulnerable admission: ]

I want him… to like me.

[That is the sweetest thing he's heard today... and probably the silliest, too. The Yuu of now could like anyone. More than that, he already does like Dextera, just by way of Guren saying he's trustworthy. But Guren gets what he means. He wants it to be genuine, to be beyond connection. He wants to do nice things.]

It'd take an asshole to dislike a guy like you, first of all. [Reassuring, he turns his face into Dextera's just enough to kiss his jaw, again.]

He'll like you. Even if I hadn't said a word to him, I bet he'd like you in an instant. You're a kind, caring person. There aren't many people like that in the world. Not at the level that you are.

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