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Cat Scratch Disease || Ray & Tox

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Refocusing himself at the task at hand Tox shook his head as he waved his hand around mildly, “Right then! I do require wipes in order to get rid of the eyeliner! Or else I’d be looking like some insane raccoon, I’m quite fond of simply looking insane thank you very much! Just hand one over and we can be on out merry way. I can walk and remove it at the same time”.

#w/leeminki #rp cat scratch disease

Ray had lost count of how many time he had run back to his room in the last few minutes, probably far more than he should’ve. Seriously if he had just settled everything the first time he could’ve made one trip alone but no, he just had to rush. Of course in his defense every second that passed was a chance for Tox to change his mind, and he was quite looking forward to have him as him human barbie doll.

So he marched into his room and grabbed the packet of make up remover wipes, a hand held mirror, some q-tips, and a hand towel as a precaution so he wouldn’t have to run back if Tox’s face was still damp after he’d taken the eyeliner off. “Here you go” he sighed out as he handed the packet to Tox along with the mirror but he kept the towel and q-tips in his hand as he stood back to watch Tox take his make up off.

Personally he didn’t wear make up daily, he always thought it ruined your skin and his was too perfect to mess up. But occasionally he’d have to wear some for a play he was in or for whatever reason, but he was glad he had the wipes. But when removing eyeliner he always used q-tips since he didn’t want risk his eyes burning from the chemicals in the wipes. But Tox wore eyeliner everyday so maybe he was used to removing it like that? He mentally shrugged and just held them in his hands so Tox could see them and take them if he needed them.

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#sounds about right

Time Spent With Cats Is Never Wasted || Jaebum & Ray

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#w/jaebum #rp time spent with cats is never wasted

Ray can’t tell if Jaebum is patronizing him or not, so he settles with giving him a curious but slightly judging eyebrow raise. He doesn’t get an answer, but that doesn’t bother him too much since his own mind is moving on to the next topic. How the guy seemed to be really affectionate and definitely eccentric. Sort of in the way Tox was but with less anger and sarcasm. Or maybe he was just dramatic in the same way.

He lets himself be pulled toward where he can only assume Jaebum is going to draw him. He’s not surprised, most artists tend to be ‘other worldly” as he said though he probably didn’t mean it in the same way. He sits down on the edge of the bed, his eyes looking around the room curiously as his instincts demand he gets familiar with the new surroundings.

Ray can’t help but chuckle in agreement. “Of course we’re more pleasant to look at. I believe the word more commonly used is ‘exotic’”. He’s actually never thought of himself as exotic but he knows he’s more than pleasant to look at, he’s both cute and handsome. His tail starts swinging in accordance with his thoughts; proud, smooth, elegant sways. Attempting to peak at what Jaebum is pulling out he strains his neck a bit but returns to sitting normally when the attention is back on him.

Slightly tilting his head he lets a soft purr out, Jaebum really was good at handling his ears. “Well around here yes. Out there, well there’s more than one reason to cover them up. A lot of people still don’t take to well to us, even if we are adorable as hell. And the whole dragged down the street look” tsks softly “it’s one of the few looks I can’t pull off.”

He looks back at the things Jaebum had pulled out hoping to get a better look at them now that Jaebum wasn’t obstructing his view “So how are we doing this?”

Let Me Down Easy

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Fuck.What did he just say?! Glancing at Ray he no to dwell on that particular topic as he stuffed his hands into his pockets. Think.Think.Think quick Tox you stupid motherfucker! Offering a grin he decides to just fucking roll with it, not like he hasn’t dug his own grave before. “You really want to go eat? I’ll even pay. With a twist of course. That I can get us into the fanciest restaurant you can think of, without a reservation or you get to chose a punishment. How’s that sound whiskers?” Oh yea, Tox was done for.

#w/leeminki #rp let me down easy

Ray shrugs not sure how to answer Tox’s questions, he’d never really bothered with Valentine’s Day. It’d been a while since he had an actual boyfriend, that he did actual things with and not just someone he hooked up with. But even then he knew Tox had gone over the top with three gifts. “I guess cause it’s supposed to show how well you know the other person, and in turn how much you care about said person. And if your gift sucks it just shows how little you know the person or how little you care? I don’t know.” He shrugs before finishing the jerky and draining the juice box, still sucking on the straw when it was obviously done.

He raises an eyebrow at Tox wondering why he was being so violent with his own hair, surely it wasn’t a nervous reaction to his words. Right? Because that would be silly, because it was Tox and he was answering so cooly. Shaking his head he pushes those thoughts out of his mind, he was clearly overthinking things.

But wait did he say “Maybe?” he asks raising an eyebrow, he hadn’t meant to repeat it so he clamps his mouth shut the moment the word was past his lips. Not wanting Tox to see his face he spins around to grab another juice box from the fridge with the best light laugh he can muster “You’re right, better not have you killed by frying pan. I wouldn’t want my mom in a mess.”

He almost lets out a sigh of relief when Tox changes the topic but he manages to stop himself, turning around with two juice boxes. He slides one across the kitchen island to him and focuses on opening his own. “Shhh you had me at “I’ll even pay”” he laughs setting the juice box down. “But I’ll totally take you on that challenge. Have you heard of ‘La Vidak’? I’ve heard the Prince of Baekseol always stops there when he’s in Sori. Think you can get us in there?”

He shrugs his shoulders in a condescending manner “It’s not too late to take it back you know.”

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{ * “nope, eulsa,” a cough and a sniff after that; not her fault that tonight was particularly chilly. she pulls her cardigan closer. “and i don’t think i’m gifted with the sense of direction – i just felt something pull me here…” maybe another person’s mutation? she didn’t know, but instinct and the occasional voices in her head led her here.

{ * “p – perverts.” she could see that coming, honestly – the internet was a nest of the dreaded. “i can see why you’d prefer to hide them now.” you never knew what others thought of you, anyway, unless you were a telepath or something.

{ * a tiger, he says, and she chuckles – “most people ask for a bunny out of a hat once they realize i have magic, but a tiger is nice, too.” a bit of a challenge, and it’s okay, it was practice.

{ * conjuring items was easy, but animals? it was a few tiers higher. it also depended on how big the animal was, so she decided on conjuring a cub. it’d last months, even years when well taken care of. but she could always send it back if nobody could care for it here. “here goes nothing.” hands grasping her wand in a lax yet firm manner, she waves and flicks it in a certain manner and order, an art to it easily missed by untrained eyes.

{ * the spell was wordless and complex, unlike the usual conjuration spells. slowly, she feels the magic course through her and into the air, dissapating like tiny sparks. she opens her eyes, and there it was; the baby tiger. thankfully, nothing went wrong, like the awful turtle-frog mix she got before.

#w/kimyerim #rp hope in a new home

Villages in Musa? {/he tilts his head to the side trying to remember if he’s ever seen or heard of any of the villages in Musa but he can’t say he has. but then he’s never actually gone to the kingdom before so maybe that was way.} hmm well then is sensing where mutants are part of your power? but then {/he pauses and presses his lips together} you would’ve known I was out here.

{/he nods} yeah, they’re a bunch of trouble but I still like’em. You know when I’m not walking around at night alone.

{/ray didn’t think she’d actually summon an actual animal, he was expecting an illusion of sorts at most but definitely not the little cub that was staring at them. he breathes out and lookes at her totally amazed} is it real? {/part of him wants to reach out and touch it but the mountain lion part of him demands he be cautious of the other cat} that’s so cool.

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hope in a new home

{ * “an old man in our village told me about it.” weird, but true. it waa sad that the said old man died soon after, though – she didn’t even get to say a proper goodbye. the glow was blue now, and maybe it was reacting to his mutation, she didn’t know. “i found it by myself. i don’t know how – the directions just popped in my mind.”

{ * she looks at his ears – “they’re a bit odd at first, but i can’t see a decent reason why anybody would hate them.” well – she liked cats. pets in general, really, so maybe it was just her? “people are afraid of what they don’t understand; afraid of what they don’t have.” it was a simple explanation offered to her by her mother. their powers were concealed, though, for they worked in different ways. perhaps the disdain and looks were worse on the side of the ones with physiological mutations, easily spotted amongst the throngs of the ones lacking x-genes.

{ * “since we’re at the topic of mutation,” she utters a bit awkwardly, as she picks up her still-glowing wand – “mind if i show off mine?” she wasn’t a show-off. instead, it was more like she wanted to complete the connection of mutant to mutant in this way. “tell me something you want to see – maybe an animal, or an object?” }

#w/kimyerim #rp hope in a new home

an old man in a village? are you from Sanya then? (/he tried to think of any other kingdom that would have small villages but most of the other kingdoms were known for their large cities.) is that part of your power? knowing where things are?

(/he gives her a light grin, surprised by her attempt to comfort him but maybe she too had dealt with the negative aspects of being a mutant) well it’s not so much that they hate them, more so that they like them too much. and perverts exist and they think that just because you have ears you’re somehow there to for their enjoyment. If you know what I’m hinting at. (/even though it was a personal topic for him Ray never had an issue with hinting at the trouble his ears brought him but he never actually told them.)

(/his ears twitched in curiosity, not a lot of people usually offered to show off theirs, in fact he knew some people who’s power he’d never seen before. but since she offered to show him he was willing to see.) Go ahead, I love private shows. (/laughs lightly at his own words) Umm how about a...tiger?

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If you don’t teach people to respect you, no one will do it for you.

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Thunderstorms Should Die || Ray & Taekwoon

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Taekwoon nodded, “I guess not,” he admitted, “but then again we aren’t exactly strangers.” He pouted a little, but brushed it off. It was only logical that one would want to keep their weaknesses a secret.

He chuckled softly, “But now I know, not that it makes much of a difference. Everyone has their fears,” Taekwoon slid his hands into his pockets, glancing at his wristwatch as he did so. “We should probably go sleep soon. It’s getting late, or early, whichever one suits you,” he corrected.

#w/taekwoon #rp thunderstroms should die

Ray grinned happily at Taekwoon, his tail proving his earlier point and swishing behind him as light purrs erupted from his chest. He felt totally privileged that Taekwoon had graced him with a brief pout. “You’re so cute oppa.” He says in a way that makes it sound like a fact but somehow still managed to sound like a compliment.

“Yeah you know now.” he nods “but that means next time it happens I can go to you and I won’t have to face it alone!” He blinks by the other’s comment and moves to pull out his phone momentarily forgetting that he had left it behind before they had headed out. “You’re right. You should rest up too. I guess I’ll see you tomorrow Oppa.” he turned the knob on his door, he never bothered locking it. “Don’t forget to take a warm bath! And if you do get sick, text me so that I can go over and make you feel better.”

Let Me Down Easy

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Ray mentioning that he might not want to actually name the grouchy cat Minki actually strike a cord with Tox but hes distracted because Rays’ tail is smacking him thanks to how close they are. “Ray! Your tail is smacking me in the face–can you cease with the flicking of–”, moving Rays tail away from his face he only registers half of what Ray says something about him before his tail is no longer smacking him, probably talking smack again.

Then Ray is throwing his own dramatics and Tox is just blinking up at him from the couch because the names are actually petty damn fitting, “Very well then! ¡Ya se acabo! Charles, Jiji and our leather-jacketed grouchy-cat Minki!” His name leaving his lips is an odd experience and he doesn’t want to dwell on it, much less his feelings at the moment. So he’s hopping off the couch and stretching, “Alright! Moving on! Whats next? Is my valentines day checklist complete? Chocolate. gifts. Smiles all over the damn place”.

#rp let me down easy #w/leeminki

Ray rolls his eyes making it clear that he's done talking about old ladies and their attempts at crossing streets. But again he can't help the faint smile on his face and he can't help but be grateful that Tox is sitting behind him now and can't actually see his face because then he'd think he'd won or something like that. Not there was anything to win but still.

He doesn't even acknowledge how close his face was to Tox's, he's far to upset for his brain to even register it. If he had then he would have been a blushing mess, and that would've given Tox another opening at something else to tease him about later. But instead he's seconds from throwing something in his face, maybe a cushion or maybe the empty coffee cup someone had left on the table, yeah he'd definitely throw the coffee cup. He doesn't of course, because Tox is touching his tail and that's kind of intimate to him since shit it's his tail and virtually no one touches it. ever.

But he's standing now and Tox doesn't seem to have noticed his reaction to the tail touching (as brief as it was) or the words that he had muttered earlier. "It is!" he sighs back and starts making his way to the kitchen for something to drink, not really minding that he left Tox behind. "Um yeah I guess it is done." He pulls out a juice box out of the fridge and takes a piece of jerky from one of the jars on the table. "I don't know. Did you have something else planned?" He grins not expecting Tox to have planned anything out "Dinner Reservations at a nice restaurant maybe?" A smirk takes over his face as he decides he can tease Tox just a little bit just for some revenge “Or were you hoping to go straight to the after party?”

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{/his vision is a little less blurry but its still shit but hes been in Rays house enough times to remember that his room is in fact up the fucking stairs; and he does his best to whisper and not make so much damn noise} Yea,yea. Your room is up stairs. I fucking got this. {/making his way up the stairs and feels like hes just climbed up mount-fucking-Everest and hes rubbing his hand over his face to make the room stop spinning because drunken logic says that will work} Bed. Okay. {/he stares at Rays hand in front of him and he still doesn’t trust himself or his mutation but hands over his jacket anyway, sitting on the bed taking his boots off, muscle memory doing its magic; trying not to just flop over on the bed he glances at Ray, hesitantly, because maybe hes pushing his fucking luck, was Ray going to sleep on the bed too? What if he fucking killed him in his sleep?} Ray. I don’t like sleeping in my clothes. They smell like a bar anyway. You fucking sure you want to let me sleep on the bed? I just sleep on the damn floor. No big fucking deal.