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[emotionalvampyre]

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Lanque is upset.  He’s been upset for some while now, and all of his quadrants know about it.  Mostly because he’s been ignoring dates with all of them.  Well, not quite ignoring, but not showing up and sending, exclusively, very pissy or overly sexual messages.  No reasons why he’s not showing up, except general BS, such as he was too busy getting laid by some other quadmate to show up.  Which is something he would never let happen.

In short, he’s acting really weird.  And he’s been holed up in his hiveblock, refusing even to work, or let Daraya in.  He’s forgotten he had plans with Tagora today - they were going to meet in his hiveblock and make a cuddle pile.  So he’s brooding on his own, hair unbrushed, in his sad clothes (loose track pants and a slightly dirty t-shirt, something he would never be caught dead in outside), stuffing his face with sweets and watching romcoms.  He frequently throws sweets at the screen, pissed at the cuteness of these lovey-dovey assholes.

He’s fed up with it, so he shuts off the movies to grumble in silence.  But the silence gets heavy, and he goes from angry to miserable.  He’s about to put the movies back on, just to keep himself from crying more, when there’s a knock on his door.  Shit, he thinks, not now.  He doesn’t bother with the wrappers and empty cans on his floor, or with his shabby clothes.  He throws open the door, expecting Robora to be there, ready to lecture him yet again.  “What!?” he snaps, then realises it’s Tagora.  He blinks, rubbing sleep out of his eyes - for once, he’s not wearing makeup, either - and his shoulders sag.  The rage leaves him like water from a burst balloon, and he’s left miserable.  Again.  “Shit, sorry.  I didn’t-”  He sighs.  Hesitates, then steps aside to let Tagora in, hoping there won’t be any comment about the mess he’s made of both himself and his hive.  “Forgot you Were coming oVer tonight.”

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who wants to offer legal counsel while i prosecute @tagowa for the psychological damage viewing this image caused;

[ask-tegiri-the-samurai]

If it helps at all, it's not exactly your fault. someone practically hypnotized you, so you weren't thinking things through. *_____ ~tagowa

It kind off he/ps me. But what about him? What wi// he/p him co//ect himse/f up? Tagora, I fucked up so much…

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[emotionalvampyre]

Uh. Hello. *_____ ~tagowa

“Oh, hello.  HaVe We met?  If it Was at a party, don’t expect me to recall.”

The face is familiar, beyond doubt, but Lanque is having a hard time.

[emotionalvampyre]

Lanque has called Tagora down to the cloister, which is unusual, since he usually has no issue going to the surface to meet up.  Nevertheless, he’s asked Tagora to meet him in his hiveblock - he hopes Tagora remembers the way from his wriggling day - and he’s waiting expectantly with his surprise.  Of course, he’s also dressed in the suit Tagora gave him, though he’s done some minor modifications.  Changing some of the white lace for green lace, to better suit his aesthetic.  The style remains unaltered, though.

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[emotionalvampyre]

Here's a lotion that's makes your skin glow like a rainbow drinker it will help with your stunt.

“Ahh, thank you.  I Was planning to steal some of his, but this is much more conVenient.”  

He immediately puts on a healthy coat of the absurdly expensive lotion, dresses himself in the suit Tagora gave him for his wriggling day, and completes the look by painting his lips extra dark with his best matte black lipstick.  He calls Tagora’s palmhusk, checking his fangs in the mirror as he speaks.  Clean, white, and deadly sharp.  Perfect.  “Tagora, darling.  Are you busy?”

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[emotionalvampyre]

Lanque is supposed to be meeting with Tagora to help him study, but so far, it’s mostly been Lanque sitting beside Tagora, while he reads some complicated textbook that Lanque can’t make any sense of.  It’s been a whole three minutes since Lanque arrived, and he’s getting to the end of his patience.  Watching Tagora work is all well and good, he’s kind of cute when he’s focused like that, but Lanque would rather actually doing something.  Or at least having some of Tagora’s attention while he sits here.  A conversation or something would be nice.  He’s already tried calling over Tagora’s lusus for a pet, but apparently the weasel is too good for that.  Or too busy taking a nap.  Or who even knows.  Lanque doesn’t even care, really.

He watches Tagora’s lips move ever so slightly as he reads over and considers his latest chunk of content, pen in his hand, eyes perfectly focused.  He gives himself another moment to admire the expression, then pokes a finger into Tagora’s cheek, smushing one side of his face up.

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[emotionalvampyre]

Humanstuck

Tagora and Lanque share very few classes, with Lanque being an Arts student and Tagora studying law, but they do occasionally find themselves in the same class, usually along the lines of gender politics or the history of LGBT+ legality, or some other such classes that they could both possibly attend without seeming out of character.  For today’s lecture, Lanque has walked in 20 minutes late, taken the seat directly in front of Tagora, and opened his LiveJournal.  He scrolls through his feed, sipping at his coffee, and paying only passing attention to the lecturer.

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