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ᴄʏʀᴀᴍ ﹙🇴​ɥɔɐʎʌ ᴉɔ ǝ🇱​ɥ🇳​ɐ﹚ ([personal profile] hallowing) wrote in [community profile] ximilia2023-10-01 04:57 pm

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important q


if u were a dnd character


what class would u be



if u dont know wat dnd is (wow sorry for ur life) a class will be assigned for u randomly. no i dont make the rules.
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[personal profile] blyat 2023-10-02 04:24 am (UTC)(link)
The what?

[Halfway through the act of perching the fresh cigarette between his lips, Cain glances up, bewildered.]

I mean, I smoked earlier in that nature room and nobody cared... [Or, he didn't get caught.] Is there a rule or something?
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[personal profile] blyat 2023-10-02 04:39 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah. I get it. Earth standard is good enough. [Five hundred. His mind staggers over that number, briefly, unable to comprehend that much time alive. And all because of magic? Too many questions bubble up; overwhelmed, Cain fiddles with his newly filched lighter instead. Gets the end lit, and takes a few hard drags.] ... Never heard of anything like the kind of magic in your world, so it's just hard to understand.

[Sir, do you take people to your messy room to fuck.]

Okay, well. Thanks. [...] You don't gotta stick around if you're busy, or whatever. Just wanted to see if it worked.
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[personal profile] blyat 2023-10-02 04:52 am (UTC)(link)
[Acquiesces, offering the smoke with one gloved hand extended out, but only because Cy did what he asked. Fair's fair.]

You been around yet? I was gonna check out the training room. [A baleful glance over his shoulder, back to the infirmary.] Can't do much yet, according to them, 'cause I'm on bedrest. But I want to see it.

[He'd better be well enough to fight by the time they're on the first real mission. After what happened with Nikolai... He needs to be ready.]

Or I guess I could eat. [A shrug.] You made that fruit look good.
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[personal profile] blyat 2023-10-02 05:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[You take what you can get, Cain can't be picky!! Blame the old school medic Cy will mysteriously never meet.]

You ever been in space before? [Bites his tongue on C-man, undecided on whether that is better or worse than honey.] This is all pretty familiar, just... fancier. And we get access to most of it. Did you get your own room?

[A curious lift of his head as they start walking the circle, because he's only stayed in the infirmary so far. Privacy like that just seems unlikely.]
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[personal profile] blyat 2023-10-02 06:27 pm (UTC)(link)
[He's starting to pick up on the fact that this guy says a lot without actually saying... anything. It would bother Cain, if he wasn't also less than keen on divulging information about himself. So they'll be continuing this awkward volleying of shallow conversation.

Probably, he shouldn't have let a total stranger teleport to him. Mistakes were made.]


Lucky. [Cain has learned to be tidy only as a result of owning next to nothing during his enlistment. Military rules.] I'd rather have the privacy too, but I dunno if they'll give me my own room.

[He sticks his head into the training room once they reach it, surveying, but he makes no move to go in. What's the point? He can't do anything in here yet.]
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[personal profile] blyat 2023-10-03 01:41 am (UTC)(link)
... Just take one. [Half under his breath, like he's reflecting upon his own rule-following habits for the first time.] Sure. I'll do that.

[When the pack of cigarettes appears in Cy's hands from one of his pockets, he... stares.

Dude. Really? Are you serious?]


Looks normal to me. What were you expecting? [Cain hangs in the doorway, narrow eyed.] If you wanna test out your magic here, probably a good place to do it. Or is it just the one trick?
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[personal profile] blyat 2023-10-03 07:44 pm (UTC)(link)
[Another swing in the dark, but this one doesn't miss, because insinuation—or in this case a very transparent statement—successfully slashes a grin across his face. He leans, stubs out the remainder of his cigarette on the underside of a boot, then tucks it in his pocket before walking into the room.]

Training is for combat here, not sex. Not that I don't like the fantasy. [A sexy saw horse? He has no idea what that is, but handcuffs are a common, worlds-defying staple, so he can run the premise to its conclusion.] You're gonna have to get that somewhere else. Maybe the simulation room? But then the fucking isn't real.

[Cain's mind wanders, because now he's curious if anyone has ever tried that before, back in the Alliance. A curious, horny technician could do it easy.]

Sure, I'll protect you. [Weight leaning to one side with his arms crossed, Cain looks confident.] But you're a pretty big guy, I think they'll see you right behind me. And I don't have any of that fancy magic stuff. All I've got are guns, knives, and fists. And maybe some handcuffs.
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[personal profile] blyat 2023-10-04 03:57 am (UTC)(link)
[??? sir how do you know this

He'll have to take Cy's word, unless he happens upon a chance to test it out for himself. Which... it seems that this guy is flirting with him, and he would be lying if he said he wasn't interested—dark eyes lingering longer than polite on the definition of muscle—but the thought hiccups, gets stuck like a rock in his throat on the next swallow. Fuck, when did he get so sentimental?]


Yeah, I bet. [A nudge back, playful even as he whips away in the next moment, back toward the door. Hot and cold.] Maybe I'll think about cuffs when I can bend over without wanting to puke. Ugh. You ever been shot before?
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[personal profile] blyat 2023-10-04 04:24 am (UTC)(link)
[Cain looks over, caught by the tone. The glimmer of a difference in demeanor—and the quick transition back.]

I wasn't looking at the network much. [Mouth tugging, halfway to a smirk.] Except for your stupid post. Dunno why it was the first one I saw. But I'll try to find someone, 'cause I don't want to go out like this on the next mission.

You coming? I'm hungry.

[He walks out the door, leaving Cy and his ugly hawaiian shirt to keep up.]
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[personal profile] blyat 2023-10-04 04:44 am (UTC)(link)
You wanna help out some guy you barely know that bad?

[Cain glances sideways, casual, hands tucking into the pockets of the dark hoodie he's wearing as they walk.]

Sure, whatever. Be my guest. [Cy is friendly, and helpful—and maybe he's taking advantage of that now. Any guilt elicited is pressed down, because it's a matter of reality. Nothing's changed.] Just make sure they're not... weird about it. If they want money or something, fine, but I don't have much right now so they're gonna have to deal with that.
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[personal profile] blyat 2023-10-04 03:44 pm (UTC)(link)
[Teamwork. He's not wrong. Cain knows that too, it's just—he can't help it, he doesn't trust anyone else. What if he's tasked to turn around and stab someone in the back, or someone else is supposed to do it to him? His experience so far proves the chance. And 'transactional relationships' are one of the truest tenets of the military, or at least his experience of the military.

He watches Cy mess with his hair, which would almost be cute if not for the preoccupation of his thoughts.]


... All right. You ask someone who says they'll do it and I'll go to 'em. [They've completed the circle back around, finding themselves near the armory and sunlight room. Cain's brow furrows.] How do you get to the kitchen from here? Are they just gonna let us in?
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[personal profile] blyat 2023-10-04 06:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[That earns an amused snicker despite himself, but he has to admit it isn't too terrible strolling through simulated nature to the cafeteria. The influence of sunlight is palpable; his posture loses an edge of stiffness, shoulders down as he ducks in and ahead.]

What did I say? We aren't friends. [His smile blunts the landing.] You're just my magical tour guide right now. Tall, handsome, could use a hairbrush, likes to talk a whole lot of nothing...

[Horny might be another worthy descriptor, but he keeps it to himself for now. Don't throw stones in glass houses.]

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