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"Ah, it's been a while, hasn't it? I've heard there have been some changes around here."
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@forbelobog -- ;
"Ah, it's been a while, hasn't it? I've heard there have been some changes around here."
WHY ARE YOU DANCING WITH A CRIMINAL SERVAL
uMMM---- I CAN EXPLAIN--------???????
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.
' 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.
@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? "
"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
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.
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.