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[onychinus]

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heewon.

[onychinus]

[ from here. ]

Is that what you think I do?

dion.

[onychinus]

[ an au with no roxana to channel him is a scary world, but it's a world that sylus somehow blends right into. perhaps, in the same vein, dion is now the persephone to his hades. regardless, that doesn't cease him from attempting to win this extremely overdone game of cat and mouse. if the speed between either of their responses isn't indication enough, he presumes dion has had these plans laying dormant in his mind for a while...

interesting. all the more when he only gets sporadic updates. ] When it all crumbles youre more than welcome to stay with me. [ no, it wouldn't be a choice at that point. tethering someone to you is easier in practice than it even is in words. except, when that person was dion apparently. ]

Theres no need for that. Ill see you soon.

[ blowing up one estate is quick work for him. if that doesn't match up his his location, then he simply had to move on to the next. the man's lack of attachments, his seeming lack of greed for anything tangible— it makes it hard for even a devil to strike a deal.

crying as now you're making me move this to action... ]

[goads]

[ as val would put it, i am sighing so deeply…

which is to say, slotting dion in as anyone's persephone may be the most cursed thing i've ever read, even if sylus would be one of the few capable of keeping up with him, beat for beat. but, it really isn't a compliment, catching the eye of someone who has nothing to lose but his life—especially when he'd never valued that highly to begin with outside of a base instinct just to survive.

… nothing like embodying the saying that there's nothing more frightening than a man who has nothing to lose. and all for the wrong reasons, from an emptiness that'd been forced upon him from childhood, to finally finding something perhaps worth pursuing. ]

You'll see me soon?

[ they'll see each other now—thanks.

if he were the type to laugh, perhaps he would. but no, there's only his voice echoing from behind as he leans on his sword planted firmly in the ground. gaze as intense as it is bored, he's watching. ]

[onychinus]

[ as she would also say, i'm dropping...

simply because one had nothing to lose, didn't mean they had absolutely nothing to gain. or, in this case, something they desired. no matter how tiny and seemingly inconsequential the want, as long as someone had that deep within them... sylus could consider it an untapped opportunity.

he's lived his entire existence peering into the desires of others, enough of him to have grown both weary and exhausted. ... and yet, he doesn't feel that way about dion. if he could truly take a peek inside of his head, and metaphorically pick apart the pieces of his brain apart—

he would. he disliked boring things on principle, and dion agriche was not boring. webtoon trademark. putting that aside, there's no additional text to alert dion of his presence. instead, he can likely see the strands of red energy flowing through the air before he appears right before him.

the first thing he says is: ] Is that your best sword? If you were hurting for something better, you could have easily infiltrated one of my armories. [ he does have twelve for absolutely no reason, after all. but, it's mostly a joke. anything dion brandished as a weapon was likely no less deadly. ]

thalia.

[onychinus]

[ from here! ]

Two minutes and twenty three seconds. Halfway there.

[astralnavigator]

Plenty of time.

I never counted these exits before, but I'm going to have them memorized for next time.

[onychinus]

Glad you could find a new hobby thanks to me.

Maybe you dont actually require a reward, after all?

thera.

[onychinus]

[ from here! ]

In the N109 zone, promises dont go nearly as far.

How much is a little? I was thinking you could use someone who was capable of keeping your eyes open.

[medicines]

Then I'll just have to keep reassuring you.

For the rest of the night, at least? I'm working on something and I should be able to finish it... Are you volunteering someone?

[onychinus]

That depends on how you plan to reassure me. As you know, Im a man of action.

Who do you think I would be volunteering at this hour?

alivian.

[onychinus]

Then we will have make sure you hear me first. though seeing you get riled up or reaching out to punch me might be exciting too. Ill hold back on my curiosity for you.

Are you going to make me a list? or is it my turn to spend the night guessing?

Sorry for the delay!

[alivian]

I can write a list. That isn't a problem. Especially regarding the list of things that can sicken me.

[Is Sylus teasing him? If so, whoosh, there it goes over his head.]

I don't mind roughhousing of my own accord, however. When I was growing up, such behavior was frowned upon, but in the times I have learned how to throw a punch have led me to learn that I do like to wrestle about. The more contact, the better. Although... that could just be because I had then, and until now, gone without for so long.
I was something cursed. Something undeserving of touch.

But while I was both nervous and eager to have touch like that, yours is the best.

Your touch is grounding in ways I had never tasted before.
So, regardless, if it's roughhousing or lovemaking, I

look forward to your touch, a lot.

And if you really want a punch, I don't want to give it to you out of ingrained fear. I want to look you in the eyes and know that you aren't afraid. That you can guard yourself from me.

no worries!! you can always take your time with me!!

[onychinus]

[ he definitely was, but having the list is helpful.

he could probably have his own ways of figuring out on his own, but sharing it directly is ... nicer. ]

Dont you already know that? Im not someone who is so easily intimidated.

To prove it, you can always come to one of my matches. [ maybe seeing him the actual ring could alleviate some of his concerns? ] or you can just take your time looking me in the eyes as much as you need.

I am also looking forward to it. our relationship.

[ as for the wrestling about, well... he is curious. ]

(my) yelan.

[onychinus]

[ from here. ]

The fact that we both dont like to be bored.

[ crow twirling wine glass.... emoji. ]

imagine i made you move this and then left you on read

[umbratilis]

[ girl (gender neutral), ]

You'll have to try harder than that. Most people don't.

damn... i would still accept it, bc it's y(ou)lan

[onychinus]

You dont think our idea of entertainment exceeds that of the average person? or have I just not proved myself to you yet? if thats the case, should we think about blowing up a building or two tomorrow?

kiyomi.

[onychinus]

[ from here!!!

it's funny how he can picture it so well. except, he doesn't have to when everything mephisto encounters is everything he can see as well. it gives him a chuckle, even as he sits and waits for her. oddly enough, even waiting wasn't ever boring when it came to her. ]

Crows like shiny things. he probably couldnt pass up the chance. [ ... and he's not just talking about the earring either. as if to prove his point, she comes over swiftly, her expression as bright as the sun. ... and despite his penchant for living in the shadows and underbelly of crime, he finds himself enraptured by it all the same. no, perhaps that's exactly what made it that much more appealing. ]

Oh? Who knew hunters were so fickle. [ still, the second he sees her, his hand moves up to brush a stray hair out of her face. his own way of welcoming her "home" after a day of hard work. while this may not have been home yet, it still feels just as welcoming in her presence. ]

[arrants]

I prefer the term 'delightfully spontaneous'.

( kiyomi quips as soon as she pulls up and gets into the car, which is as luxurious and sleek as everything else he owns. even in this part of town where there are more affluent people than not, this car stands out. but what stands out more is sylus right here, waiting for her in his car like a normal boyfriend.

as if they can ever be anything approaching normal.

she pauses only to let him tuck her hair back, but when she's leaning forward to kiss him on the cheek, still riding high on his romantic gesture earlier.

she's home, right here by his side, and there's nothing but up for the rest of the day. the most fearsome onychinus leader in the light, what's not to like? )

Hey, yourself. You were saying something about a surprise?

( before she can say anything else, though, there's a faint but audible 'yoohoo, skye! from the fifth floor windows of the association, and at least five waving and beaming coworkers, who clearly consider this the highlight of their collective day.

.........well. )

I guess I'm not the only one that's glad to see you.

[onychinus]

[ if this was being "normal" felt like, then maybe that's why the sensation hasn't fully sunk in. instead, he's simply stuck on the sensation of this feeling like uncharted territory for him. not that he hasn't done such things with her, but that kiyomi was the only one he's done this for, or with.

at the kiss on the cheek, he seems to pause a bit, before he gives a small smile, before patting her lightly on the head. if that's her greeting, then he could hardly afford to lose out on the opportunity to give her his. except, this is a very public street, and so 🫰 that'll be on reserve. ]

Then we will have to make sure that spontaneity doesn't throw us off of the schedule for tonight. [ or so he says, but he does end up giving her coworkers a wave, ] Too bad, there's no karaoke today.

[ he's sparing her, maybe. not that sylus does anything but own his lack of musical talents. but, he makes it a point to send her office more fruits, hopefully later in the week where she can actually enjoy it. for now though, he does pull a box from the side, placing it on her lap as he leans over and helps put her seatbelt on. as he leans over, he looks to her with a smile, purposely speaking closely to her ear. ]

Since you were upset the other day for missing the auction. I decided to bring the auction to you. [ there's more of it at home, but they could take their time reviewing each piece of treasure. since she said she was missing an earring from mephisto...

clearly, the solution is to use the gem as the base for another pair. ]

lapis.

[onychinus]

[ moved from here. ]

Then I look forward to seeing how youll take care of it.

As for being busy, didnt I just tell you my schedule?

[crisantemo]

it'll be done quick, i can promise that

[ Lapis has little pride in many things, but she knows she's good at what she does. ]

i don't know when you have meetings or stuff like that! but if you're that eager to see then i should be heading out tomorrow night

clorinde.

[onychinus]

[ from here. ]

Doesnt prioritizing depend on what else is on the list?

It doesnt seem like youd wait for me otherwise.

[empaler]

I'd be more than willing to be patient if it's worth my time.

lapis.

[onychinus]

[ okay, this is going to be literal cat butlers... prepare yourself.

the unpredictability of linkon city could have been considered one of its many charms. including its charms to turn any single one of their inhabitants to a cat butler on pure whim. who knows whose vengeance it was that dictated for him to become a cat butler, but it's a reality that's difficult to ignore. he feels the weight of the tail behind him, and even feels a strange urge to give in to his instincts.

to be honest, he could have been content (debatable) at attempting his own (poor) methods of quelling the cats' collective tempers, and regaining his usual form... but, it looks like lapis did have a way of beating him to the punch. hence, here they are now, in one of his hideouts attempting to talk through their next course of action. he's sat on the couch, his eyes fixed on one of her accessories that he plays idly with, before he focuses his gaze back on her. ]

If I didn't know any better, I'd say you're enjoying this.

[ now when does he get to put cat ears on her... ]

[crisantemo]

[ I am ready... Lapis might not be though but it's fine-

Lapis has seen some odd things over the years, it comes with the territory when one can see ghosts and spirits and all the other things that lurk inbetween, but this... certainly ranks high on the list. Here is Sylus, with cat ears and a tail, and it's taking a great deal of restraint to not touch them. Even though she really wants to. It's a battle she is rapidly losing. She knows it's a punishment due to how he basically manhandles those poor cats, but still...

She has managed to keep her hands to herself for now, yet there's still a faint smile as she watches him. "Cute" is never a word she would think to apply to Sylus, but seeing him act rather cat-like is... Certainly making her think that. ]

Well, I do think it suits you.

[ If he asks very nicely she might consider putting them on...

For now her gaze flickers back to his own ears, her hand twitching where it rests on her lap. Despite having a bias towards birds, she really does adore cats too. ]

Maybe we should just leave you like this.