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When it comes to teasing I use as much effort as is necessary. How dare you.
Wait, he made it his background??? Aww. cute.
[HE'S LIVING]
Wait, he made it his background??? Aww. cute.
[HE'S LIVING]
I'm looking forward to it. Also, no, unless we cured Bristol by turning everyone into cats?
Multiple fights. Long story.
[He chuckles, ducking his head; helping out on his off-Audentes mission had been no mean feat. Jin's still not entirely sure how he and the other agents of ALASTAIR had made it out of that mess alive, much less to resounding (?) success.]
I'll tell you the whole thing later. [At the moment, he's keen on enjoying the sound of Asher's voice and the feel of Asher's hand on his shoulder.] What about you? You look--
[gr e at? ?? ?? wt f]
You look nice.
[He chuckles, ducking his head; helping out on his off-Audentes mission had been no mean feat. Jin's still not entirely sure how he and the other agents of ALASTAIR had made it out of that mess alive, much less to resounding (?) success.]
I'll tell you the whole thing later. [At the moment, he's keen on enjoying the sound of Asher's voice and the feel of Asher's hand on his shoulder.] What about you? You look--
[gr e at? ?? ?? wt f]
You look nice.
Yeah?
[Asher squares his shoulders back, cocky grin resurfacing as he processes the look on Jin's face, clearly one of quiet adoration.]
I mean, I know I look nice, but-
[He takes a step closer, so that there's hardly any space between them.]
I'm pretty sure I feel even better.
[Asher squares his shoulders back, cocky grin resurfacing as he processes the look on Jin's face, clearly one of quiet adoration.]
I mean, I know I look nice, but-
[He takes a step closer, so that there's hardly any space between them.]
I'm pretty sure I feel even better.
So you come back all dressed up from your fancypants mission and expect me to swoon into your arms, just like that?
[The smirk on his face and the hand pressed against Asher's chest, holding that bit of distance between them, belie the way he rolls his eyes and the way that his brows furrow together.]
Try again, handsome. I'm not that easy.
[The smirk on his face and the hand pressed against Asher's chest, holding that bit of distance between them, belie the way he rolls his eyes and the way that his brows furrow together.]
Try again, handsome. I'm not that easy.
[At that he has to take a moment to laugh to himself, beaming. Asher likes to talk a lot, which is strange, seeing as his moments of silence often seem to say so much more. There is a warm boyishness about the way he looks back at the other man, who seems older despite being at least two or three years his junior.]
You really like the suit?
You really like the suit?
Yeah, really: it looks great. Fits good on you, too. [liar you dont know how suit fittings work, you just know that it's not 2 fuckin tight like the rest of asher's dumb wardrobe] Can I see the back?
[He tilts his head a little, curious, and his eyes drift over the finely-tailored, pristine suit that Asher's clad in. Gods know how he's managed to keep it in this condition on cat planet: there's not even any cat hair on it.]
What'd you even do? I was on a camp in the freakin' mountains the entire time. [He pulls his hand away and gestures to his own clothes, no different from what he'd shown up wearing on his first day in Oska. There are some tears and scuffs in the outfit and his shoulder armor: clearly, he wasn't vacationing up in the Skaultan highlands.] I mean, look at me.
[He tilts his head a little, curious, and his eyes drift over the finely-tailored, pristine suit that Asher's clad in. Gods know how he's managed to keep it in this condition on cat planet: there's not even any cat hair on it.]
What'd you even do? I was on a camp in the freakin' mountains the entire time. [He pulls his hand away and gestures to his own clothes, no different from what he'd shown up wearing on his first day in Oska. There are some tears and scuffs in the outfit and his shoulder armor: clearly, he wasn't vacationing up in the Skaultan highlands.] I mean, look at me.
[What did you do?
He consoles himself by answering in his own mind: Defend an innocent man.
The images come reeling back, like a series of snapshots flash after flash. The contrast between the photographs of Mina, alive in one and dead in the other, makes him sick all of a sudden.
After Woodhurst, it had just felt like too soon.]
Oh, um.
Sure.
[Asher turns around on the balls of his feet, clearly distracted.]
I helped out with a trial for this murder thing.
Some kid got caught in the wrong place at the wrong time, and this big scary lawyer dude was tryin' to pin it on 'im-
He consoles himself by answering in his own mind: Defend an innocent man.
The images come reeling back, like a series of snapshots flash after flash. The contrast between the photographs of Mina, alive in one and dead in the other, makes him sick all of a sudden.
After Woodhurst, it had just felt like too soon.]
Oh, um.
Sure.
[Asher turns around on the balls of his feet, clearly distracted.]
I helped out with a trial for this murder thing.
Some kid got caught in the wrong place at the wrong time, and this big scary lawyer dude was tryin' to pin it on 'im-
Edited 2017-04-25 00:38 (UTC)
You didn’t have to tell me while you were turned around, weirdo.
[The distant tone seems... off, somehow, but without seeing Asher’s face, Jin doesn’t take it for all that much. Asher's tired, distracted; gods know that a planet full of cats after a full murder trial was disorienting. But knowing Asher to be a lawyer-to-be rather than a full-fledged one...
His smile wanes, just a little, with concern. Jin reaches for Asher’s shoulders, to gently spin him back around.]
Soooo... my big scary lawyer dude stepped in with the other ALASTAIR agents to prove the kid innocent?
[The distant tone seems... off, somehow, but without seeing Asher’s face, Jin doesn’t take it for all that much. Asher's tired, distracted; gods know that a planet full of cats after a full murder trial was disorienting. But knowing Asher to be a lawyer-to-be rather than a full-fledged one...
His smile wanes, just a little, with concern. Jin reaches for Asher’s shoulders, to gently spin him back around.]
Soooo... my big scary lawyer dude stepped in with the other ALASTAIR agents to prove the kid innocent?
[Asher is whisked around and finds himself losing his balance slightly. Instinctively, his hands gravitate towards the other's body, traveling over fine leather and intricate detailing. Being upset for too long is difficult with such a wonderful reason to celebrate right in front of him, so he drops it for the time being, lips upturned slightly.]
Somethin' like that.
[He leans in again to press a gentle kiss to Jin's lips, short but sweet all the same.]
Either way, it looks like you could really use a breather.
You wanna...
[taking jin's hand for the umpteenth time fml]
Come relax with me?
Somethin' like that.
[He leans in again to press a gentle kiss to Jin's lips, short but sweet all the same.]
Either way, it looks like you could really use a breather.
You wanna...
[taking jin's hand for the umpteenth time fml]
Come relax with me?
No, we did it the boring way. Our medical people developed a vaccine and a cure, which we distributed. Nothing exciting. Just tedious.
They found the asshole responsible for it in the sewers. It appears he was a Zymandis agent and everything that happened in Woodhurst was test of his virus' effectiveness. Anyway, he's dead now.
We're on Tera Felis because travel to Oska is currently closed. It's a sort of emergency backup "home base".
They found the asshole responsible for it in the sewers. It appears he was a Zymandis agent and everything that happened in Woodhurst was test of his virus' effectiveness. Anyway, he's dead now.
We're on Tera Felis because travel to Oska is currently closed. It's a sort of emergency backup "home base".
[There's the smile and easygoing nature again. Must've been nothing, after all.
Even on a far-flung planet, it's good to feel, once more, at home. Jin kisses back and squeezes Asher's hand, reassured and ready to follow him back to... wherever the heck he's staying on Terra Felis.]
A break sounds nice. Lead the way.
Even on a far-flung planet, it's good to feel, once more, at home. Jin kisses back and squeezes Asher's hand, reassured and ready to follow him back to... wherever the heck he's staying on Terra Felis.]
A break sounds nice. Lead the way.
[Asher has never felt this feeling before.
Home.
Not the same way he does when he takes hold of Jin's fingers, like he is now. The jovial sort when he isn't upset, Asher smiles a lot, but there is a special understated manner in which he grins at the monk from across the way, more light in his eyes and color in his cheeks than usual.
He is content to walk hand in hand with the broader man, sniffling and sneezing as he may be, without a care in the world. As long as Kung Jin is still beside him, he is happy, no matter the circumstances.
Whether they be talking cats or sudden death.]
I know they probably got you a room, but...
You wanna crash with me for a lil' bit?
[Somewhere deep down, he thinks he knows what Jin's answer will be.]
I kinda got you somethin' while I was out.
Home.
Not the same way he does when he takes hold of Jin's fingers, like he is now. The jovial sort when he isn't upset, Asher smiles a lot, but there is a special understated manner in which he grins at the monk from across the way, more light in his eyes and color in his cheeks than usual.
He is content to walk hand in hand with the broader man, sniffling and sneezing as he may be, without a care in the world. As long as Kung Jin is still beside him, he is happy, no matter the circumstances.
Whether they be talking cats or sudden death.]
I know they probably got you a room, but...
You wanna crash with me for a lil' bit?
[Somewhere deep down, he thinks he knows what Jin's answer will be.]
I kinda got you somethin' while I was out.
Of-- [Jin cuts off with his own sneeze: Asher's contagious, apparently. That or they're both allergic to cats?] Excuse me. [He smiles sheepishly, sniffling a little.] Of course I do, Ash. We haven't seen each other in... a month? Maybe more? Like hell I'm going back to wherever my place is right away.
[Jin traces the back of Asher's palm with his thumb.]
Wait, you did? You didn't have to get me a souvenir, or anything.
[Being together again's more than enough.]
[Jin traces the back of Asher's palm with his thumb.]
Wait, you did? You didn't have to get me a souvenir, or anything.
[Being together again's more than enough.]
[It is here where Asher stops in his tracks, brows pressing together as he frowns immensely.]
Wait, Jin.
[He angles his head in a way that the other will recognize, something he often does when a situation is not quite right.]
You don't remember?
[No, no, no.
This shouldn't hurt so much.]
March 31st.
That's your birthday, right?
[It is also a few days after he disappeared from Woodhurst.]
Wait, Jin.
[He angles his head in a way that the other will recognize, something he often does when a situation is not quite right.]
You don't remember?
[No, no, no.
This shouldn't hurt so much.]
March 31st.
That's your birthday, right?
[It is also a few days after he disappeared from Woodhurst.]
Oh, um... Yeah. It was.
[Jin looks away, an uncertain frown crossing his face: it hadn't been Asher's fault that he'd been called away to another mission right before his birthday, but it'd still been more than a little lonesome without him. (Of course, he also didn't have to not tell anyone the day-- but Kung Jin's nothing if not proud. He wouldn't have been able to stomach the pitying glances any more than he already had.) Hell, he'd barely remembered until halfway through the day was out, with how chaotic those last few weeks in Woodhurst had been.
He can play this off, can't he? So no one celebrated your birthday with you, big deal.]
Twenty-four's not an especially big year, anyway. It was okay, there were more important things to worry about in Woodhurst. Like the Bristol virus, for one.
[Jin looks away, an uncertain frown crossing his face: it hadn't been Asher's fault that he'd been called away to another mission right before his birthday, but it'd still been more than a little lonesome without him. (Of course, he also didn't have to not tell anyone the day-- but Kung Jin's nothing if not proud. He wouldn't have been able to stomach the pitying glances any more than he already had.) Hell, he'd barely remembered until halfway through the day was out, with how chaotic those last few weeks in Woodhurst had been.
He can play this off, can't he? So no one celebrated your birthday with you, big deal.]
Twenty-four's not an especially big year, anyway. It was okay, there were more important things to worry about in Woodhurst. Like the Bristol virus, for one.
Edited 2017-05-05 00:17 (UTC)
I remember the culprit, but I'm pretty sure I shipped off to that other mission just as the vaccine efforts were ramping up. I'm glad that bastard's out of the way.
[Using a city as a testing ground, it seems, is too much for Jin to forgive.]
Asher explained a little bit of that to me. Something wrong with Oska?
[Using a city as a testing ground, it seems, is too much for Jin to forgive.]
Asher explained a little bit of that to me. Something wrong with Oska?
It's just a shame he died so quickly. What a waste of good potential information.
[What kind of self-respecting organization lets a chance for some good old fashioned torture just pass them by like that.]
It's currently under attack. From what I understand, civilians from a previous mission infected with Taraxa were brought back to Oska to see if it was possible to remove them without killing the host. Well, a few of them got loose and shut down some security systems and now there are a lot of robots making a mess. Travel was shut down to prevent enemy reinforcements from coming in. We'll be going back in a few days to help with the defensive efforts.
You can read about most of this on the network. I can get you Cassie's post, it has the most relevant information on it. The rest of it's pretty whatever.
[What kind of self-respecting organization lets a chance for some good old fashioned torture just pass them by like that.]
It's currently under attack. From what I understand, civilians from a previous mission infected with Taraxa were brought back to Oska to see if it was possible to remove them without killing the host. Well, a few of them got loose and shut down some security systems and now there are a lot of robots making a mess. Travel was shut down to prevent enemy reinforcements from coming in. We'll be going back in a few days to help with the defensive efforts.
You can read about most of this on the network. I can get you Cassie's post, it has the most relevant information on it. The rest of it's pretty whatever.
Did anyone think to question him before the group took him out?
[HE WOULD'VE..... looked the other way for torture......... c'mon, jin, join in on the torturegang]
What on
[sorry, he's processing... this is a hell of a lot to take in. Uruz's words ring in his ears, stark in their irony: Anyone can free up a hand to swat at a fly, can't they? But they have to find us first, that's the trick.]
I'll look. Doubt it's worth it to get in on those discussions now [even if the drama is Delicious] so I'll just read them.
Damn. I was worried this'd happen eventually.
[HE WOULD'VE..... looked the other way for torture......... c'mon, jin, join in on the torturegang]
What on
[sorry, he's processing... this is a hell of a lot to take in. Uruz's words ring in his ears, stark in their irony: Anyone can free up a hand to swat at a fly, can't they? But they have to find us first, that's the trick.]
I'll look. Doubt it's worth it to get in on those discussions now [even if the drama is Delicious] so I'll just read them.
Damn. I was worried this'd happen eventually.
What? No, oh my god-
[Asher's sentimental nature flares up immediately, and he reaches out to touch the side of Jin's neck with his own free hand.]
Don't say that.
[Even he realizes the gesture is a little extreme, especially with everything that Jin has just said and done. His wrinkly brow knit with worry, Asher lets his thumb graze the side of Jin's cheek, carefully avoiding any of the bruises.]
Twenty-three was a big year for you.
[He shouldn't say this here, right out in the open-]
In the time that I've know you, you've-
[But he has never been great at keeping his feelings inside.]
You've really grown a lot.
[Asher's sentimental nature flares up immediately, and he reaches out to touch the side of Jin's neck with his own free hand.]
Don't say that.
[Even he realizes the gesture is a little extreme, especially with everything that Jin has just said and done. His wrinkly brow knit with worry, Asher lets his thumb graze the side of Jin's cheek, carefully avoiding any of the bruises.]
Twenty-three was a big year for you.
[He shouldn't say this here, right out in the open-]
In the time that I've know you, you've-
[But he has never been great at keeping his feelings inside.]
You've really grown a lot.
Edited 2017-05-05 00:20 (UTC)
[He presses his lips together, eyes darting away momentarily; it's a gesture that'd easily be taken for timid were it anyone other than Kung Jin. Reassured by the gentle caress of Asher's thumb on his cheek, Jin leans into his partner's hand, lips turning up in a hesitant, albeit sincere, smile.
After all, he would never show this side of himself to anyone but Asher. That, in itself, is a testament to how different things are now.
Since when had Kung Jin learned to trust this much?]
I... guess you're right. I have, haven't I.
[Suddenly, he laughs-- an easy chuckle.]
Remember when you told me you were really great at playing Street Fighter?
After all, he would never show this side of himself to anyone but Asher. That, in itself, is a testament to how different things are now.
Since when had Kung Jin learned to trust this much?]
I... guess you're right. I have, haven't I.
[Suddenly, he laughs-- an easy chuckle.]
Remember when you told me you were really great at playing Street Fighter?
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