[Dualscar holds still, and hopes the Psiioniic doesn't notice how his breath catches in his throat when he runs his hand over his ribcage. What is this, exploring someone else's body and not trying to hurt them? How do?]
[Tentatively, Dualscar moves one hand, running it down the bumps that form the Psiioniic's spine... and then the other troll growls at him!]
[No. No, wait, that wasn't a growl. That was the Psiioniic's stomach, making its presence known. If he was really growling, he'd probably have bitten Dualscar's neck by now.]
You're hungry.
[Not a question, just a statement of fact.]
[Dualscar carefully untangles himself and leans over the edge of the recuperacoon, scrounging around for the bell that he knows is there, even if it isn't often used.]
polariity
It ithn't that big of a deal.
[Disappointed at the lack of body, the Psiioniic begins to pull himself up and out of the slime as well with his best poker face in place.]
I can ignore food for a little while. I'm uthed to it.
[And he really liked all that soft touching, thank you, can we can get back to that?]
badpirattitude
You probably collapse all the time because you don't eat enough.
[Dualscar finds the bell and rings it, leaning over the edge of the recuperacoon and waiting. Within moments, a drone is chattering on the other side of the door.]
Food! Bring us food!
[Dualscar yells it through the door, then sinks back into the slime, looking up at the Psiioniic expectantly. What, he didn't think they'd actually have to get up and walk to the kitchen, did he?]
polariity
Not all. [He says it so dismissively.] I've alwayth had trouble getting a hold of food. What I got back ath a thlave wath half likely to make me thick than it wath to get me through the day.
[Well, it would help him stretch out his muscles a bit. He's not going to get healthy again just by being lazy, you know. Settling himself against the lip of the recuperacoon, long legs stretched out, he just quirks an eyebrow down at Dualscar.]
Tho. Ith there anything elthe of interetht in your hive?
badpirattitude
[Awww, Dualscar was hoping for more... whatever you call soft touching where you aren't trying to hurt the other troll. He sits up, though, and leans his back against the side of the recuperacoon, his lower half still engulfed in slime.]
That wwon't be a problem here. Wwhatever you wwant to eat, it can be arranged. Simply let myself or one of the drones knoww.
[Now he feels... kind of bad. Even though he doesn't have slaves, exactly, he doesn't buy the best food for his drones, either. He makes a mental note to go over their food order and get some better stuff for them.]
This part of the hive is mostly a guest wwing. My quarters are mostly underwwater.
[Answer: no. The library is the best part of the hive.]
You're wwelcome to explore, though, and decide for yourself.
polariity
[Cuddling. That would be cuddling, Dualscar. And sometimes foreplay.]
What, and let mythelf get thoft? Jutht becauthe I'm a 'taken' troll doethn't mean I thould let mythelf get out of thape.
[Y...es... Staying in shape means being used to starvation. At least for an on the run ex-slave now-rebel.]
I'll be thure to take a look, don't worry. What did you think I wath doing before you came out from your roomth below? I'll be fine, don't worry. Although it mutht be a pain to keep your quarterth underwater, even if you are a theatroll.
badpirattitude
I figured you were being nosy, actually.
[Shadow of a grin.]
Glad to knoww I wwasn't wwrong.
[He looks a bit confused, though, at that last comment.]
Wwhy wwouldn't I wwant it to be underwwater? I prefer being underwwater.
no subject
[Dualscar holds still, and hopes the Psiioniic doesn't notice how his breath catches in his throat when he runs his hand over his ribcage. What is this, exploring someone else's body and not trying to hurt them? How do?]
[Tentatively, Dualscar moves one hand, running it down the bumps that form the Psiioniic's spine... and then the other troll growls at him!]
[No. No, wait, that wasn't a growl. That was the Psiioniic's stomach, making its presence known. If he was really growling, he'd probably have bitten Dualscar's neck by now.]
You're hungry.
[Not a question, just a statement of fact.]
[Dualscar carefully untangles himself and leans over the edge of the recuperacoon, scrounging around for the bell that he knows is there, even if it isn't often used.]
polariity
It ithn't that big of a deal.
[Disappointed at the lack of body, the Psiioniic begins to pull himself up and out of the slime as well with his best poker face in place.]
I can ignore food for a little while. I'm uthed to it.
[And he really liked all that soft touching, thank you, can we can get back to that?]
badpirattitude
You probably collapse all the time because you don't eat enough.
[Dualscar finds the bell and rings it, leaning over the edge of the recuperacoon and waiting. Within moments, a drone is chattering on the other side of the door.]
Food! Bring us food!
[Dualscar yells it through the door, then sinks back into the slime, looking up at the Psiioniic expectantly. What, he didn't think they'd actually have to get up and walk to the kitchen, did he?]
polariity
Not all. [He says it so dismissively.] I've alwayth had trouble getting a hold of food. What I got back ath a thlave wath half likely to make me thick than it wath to get me through the day.
[Well, it would help him stretch out his muscles a bit. He's not going to get healthy again just by being lazy, you know. Settling himself against the lip of the recuperacoon, long legs stretched out, he just quirks an eyebrow down at Dualscar.]
Tho. Ith there anything elthe of interetht in your hive?
badpirattitude
[Awww, Dualscar was hoping for more... whatever you call soft touching where you aren't trying to hurt the other troll. He sits up, though, and leans his back against the side of the recuperacoon, his lower half still engulfed in slime.]
That wwon't be a problem here. Wwhatever you wwant to eat, it can be arranged. Simply let myself or one of the drones knoww.
[Now he feels... kind of bad. Even though he doesn't have slaves, exactly, he doesn't buy the best food for his drones, either. He makes a mental note to go over their food order and get some better stuff for them.]
This part of the hive is mostly a guest wwing. My quarters are mostly underwwater.
[Answer: no. The library is the best part of the hive.]
You're wwelcome to explore, though, and decide for yourself.
polariity
[Cuddling. That would be cuddling, Dualscar. And sometimes foreplay.]
What, and let mythelf get thoft? Jutht becauthe I'm a 'taken' troll doethn't mean I thould let mythelf get out of thape.
[Y...es... Staying in shape means being used to starvation. At least for an on the run ex-slave now-rebel.]
I'll be thure to take a look, don't worry. What did you think I wath doing before you came out from your roomth below? I'll be fine, don't worry. Although it mutht be a pain to keep your quarterth underwater, even if you are a theatroll.
badpirattitude
I figured you were being nosy, actually.
[Shadow of a grin.]
Glad to knoww I wwasn't wwrong.
[He looks a bit confused, though, at that last comment.]
Wwhy wwouldn't I wwant it to be underwwater? I prefer being underwwater.