#forbelobog

[reversescale]

@forbelobog -- ;

"Ah, it's been a while, hasn't it? I've heard there have been some changes around here."

[miraiq]

WHY ARE YOU DANCING WITH A CRIMINAL SERVAL

uMMM---- I CAN EXPLAIN--------???????

[loiyaltie]

brother how do you get rid of a pesky but attractive conman asking for me

I seem to be working on that same predicament myself, brother. if I find the secret I will be sure to pass on all relevant intelligence.

[screenviolense]

　　' gepard, i told you i'm fine. it's just a little sprain, they happen all the time. ' whether it was in her workshop or on stage, serval had gotten used to rolling with the punches, even when it meant a few extra bruises or a hurt ankle like now. but of course, this time her brother had caught her and he wouldn't let it go.

@forbelobog / starter call.

[ricochetluv]

@forbelobog : his gaze is hard to misinterpret - gepard is hungry the moment he crosses the threshold - blue eyes narrowed on sampo's form. door closed, alone at last, captain waits for the conman to turn and face him, before he makes a motion with his hand, pointing to the bed, "now." he adopts his military tone, expecting the order to be received. sampo had discussed his desire to comply whenever gepard asks, in great detail might he add, so gepard will take him at his word. it's been a long day, and he plans to work it out with sampo. multiple times, in fact, if time permits...

𝐈𝐓'𝐒   𝐀   𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐘   𝐓𝐔𝐍𝐄   𝐇𝐄   𝐇𝐔𝐌𝐒   -   one   of   warm   juxtaposition   in   contrast   to   the   task   at   hand.   the   day   is   warm,   for   belobog,   and   it   puts   him   in   a   cheerful   mood   -   couple   that   with   the   ticking   hour   of   gepard   most   certainly   being   home   soon,   as   well   as   the   assorted   gadgets   spread   out   on   the   table   before   him,   the   affable   sampo   is   as   sunny   as   can   be.   he   tinkers   away   with   screwdriver   in   hand,   very   delicately   attaching   some   sort   of   wiring   to   the   inside   of   one   of   his   bombs   (that   he   definitely   should   NOT   have   on   the   dinner   table),   and   murmurs   the   off   kilter   tune   -   certainly   not   a   local   one,   and   perhaps   not   from   this   planet   at   all.   

eyes   glance   at   the   clock   and   he   knows   he   should   clean   up   -   put   the   bombs   away   because   they   are   definitely   illegal   and   gepard   would   give   him   a   stern   talking   to   over   contraband   weaponry   should   he   catch   him   in   the   act...   so   sampo   stands,   quick   to   usher   his   tools   and   items   into   a   neat   and   meticulously   kept   black   case   when   -   

the   door   clicks   open,   and   the   conman   lets   out   the   smallest   of   'eeps.'

his   spine   goes   ramrod   straight,   as   he   swears   he   feels   what   is   an   additional   chill   in   the   air.   sampo   shuts   the   case   in   a   hurry,   whirling   on   his   boyfriend   to   offer   him   one   of   his   simpering   smiles.   rats.   he's   definitely   been   caught   and   is   going   to   be   in   some   amount   of   trouble   for   this   but-   then   the   command   rings   through   him,   he   drinks   in   the   look   in   gepard's   everfrost   gaze,   and   sampo's   mouth   is   forming   a   small   'o.'   

"   well.   hello   to   you   too,   baby.   "      comes   his   ever   cheerful   chuckle,   and   he   is   retreating,   backing   up   slowly   towards   the   large   bed   on   the   other   side   of   the   small   apartment.   a   hand   is   raised   in   supplication,   but   the   violet   haired   man   looks   at   his   lover   through   long,   coquettish   lashes,   eyes   already   lidding   with   desire.   as   sampo   retreats,   the   silken   and   rather   ridiculous   robe   he'd   been   wearing   slips   off   broad   shoulders   -   down,   down,   down,   collecting   at   the   crux   of   his   elbows   and   baring   most   of   his   chest   and   abdomen   to   gepard.   when   knees   hit   the   back   of   the   bed,   he   pauses,   a   long   leg   darting   out   beneath   folds   of   fabric.   he   does   not   lay   upon   the   mattress.   yet.   but   he   does   offer   the   other   an   almost   saccharine   smile,   an   innocent   cant   of   his   head,   and   a   smoky   uttering   of:

                          "   rough   day?   "

[loiyaltie]

"Captain Landau!! You'll want to see this!"

The shouts that had summoned him forth now feel like a distant memory as Gepard stands at the edge of The Restricted Zone, blue hues narrowing at the approaching figure in the snow. Behind him he can hear the shuffle of feet as nervous soldiers shift their weapons uncertainly but he does not turn back to reassure. He finds he cannot raise a sound as he fixes eyes ahead.

What little voice he had has been stolen by the figure coming into focus with each step. For the figure approaching is so familiar and yet not possible, a mirror through a distorted lens that calls to an old memory, grief stricken and raw. It's enough to make him wonder if this is a new, cruel skill of the Fragmentum creatures.

Was it learnt before that day?

He steps forward, gesturing behind him for the soldiers to remain, offering shield to the entrance of the last haven, as sluggish footsteps draw him forward warily.

"Halt! State your intentions before the Silvermane Guard..." he calls, remaining firm even as his heart aches at the sight before him. How long has it been since he has allowed himself to consider him?

"What brings you towards Belobog?" A strong demand that cracks at the end as the figure comes into full focus, expression torn between duty and a weight carried over years. These creatures have a lot to answer for with their cruel tricks. The mimicry of his visage that only tears at a future that might have been and bodes ill for the future security of Belobog should it become more refined.

@forbelobog / plotted starter

[maskednihilism]

sneaky surprise kiss!

@forbelobog || unprompted! Sneaky attack!!! || From Gepard Landau!

A smooch!! From the Captain! How dare!! Only Sampo Koski is allowed to steal! So he's going to march right on over to the Captain's face. Putting his face close as possible as the other and... and... And...

Chu.

Right on his lips. A gentle touch of chapped lips meeting warm lips.

"Don't think I won't do more." He mutters softly. He can do more. And more scandalous too.

[maskednihilism]

Do you want to kiss gep on the mouth yes or no (asking for a friend)

@forbelobog || prompt! || From Gepard a friend!

A curious question. One he didn't particularly think about due to.. well. Their animosity towards each other. All for show on Sampo's end but fairly real for the Captain.

Until their meeting in the snow plains that is.

Since that time they have gotten closer to each other. Not quite friends, but not rivals either. Or enemies for that matter. But that doesn't answer the question, now does it?

Does he want to kiss Gepard?

After some back and forth with himself, Sampo relents. "Yes." Perhaps just to see what would happen.