bf and i have been talking about playing eso again.. i drew our boys

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bf and i have been talking about playing eso again.. i drew our boys
Allen wanted Jeel in a plugsuit and who am I to deny such a great prompt.
Ioannes spent the dark hours in pacing research. He had things to occupy his mind, now, no all-consuming boredom, and the hours wound away quickly in contemplation of various data. He had not given thought to rest tonight anyway, and with Jeelus occupying the other room, the possibility of it had faded pleasantly into the background. He had better things to do. There wasn't a sound from the other all night, and dawn broke cold and cloudy.
Jeelus
A-Ok [Jeelus and Pay'ro]
Pay'ro approaches Jeelus in the house one day, feeling somewhat depressed. He walks over with his hands in his pockets, looking at the ground. He didn't like this. He took in a deep breath and spoke.
"So...Jeelus...about my wound..." He swallowed nervously.
Dogs Can Grow Beards All Over! [Kors-Kai/Jeelus]
Kors sat on the overhang of one of the houses along a road that led to the market district. He had worn out his welcome there, he was pretty sure, when he pulled that stunt with that Argonian fellow, Swings. It's not like he was going to just screw the guy right there in the middle of the square!
He wouldn't have objected to such, he would admit, but he also felt that the fines involved would be a tad much.
He also had yet to meet a single Argonian that evenrememberedbeing back in Black Marsh. He had never missed home so much until he realized how many of his kind had never experienced it for themselves.
He picked some moss off the roof and idly threw it off to float to the ground below, unaware of any passersby that might have been under his feet at the time.
((Let's start this shit off with the title song of the blog because why not))