Dear Huxian,
I happened to see you in your adorable form - you look so cute! - and couldn’t help but think you looked a little cold. Perhaps it was from using so much energy. Or perhaps it was related to your sleep? Either way, I thought that you might need something warm and comforting. A blanket wasn’t quite up to task. It certainly doesn’t answer to the name you would howl so mournful for. I thought this might do instead.
You’re weeeeeeeeeeeelcome!
V
*Eyebrow twitching slightly, Huxian dropped a paw over his face. If it weren’t for the fur, he was certain he’d be blushing*
Huxian: Damn her...Rozyus wasn’t kidding when they said she was troublesome...
Monk: Pft! Hence why I said talking in your sleep brings trouble hahahah!
Huxian: Oh shut up.
Monk: *Dark aura and smile* What was that, stupid son?
Huxian: Nothing, father…
Monk: *Sweet* Thought so.
Huxian: But either way, whatever you’re thinking, it’s not that.
*Dropping his paw from his face, he sat up onto his hunches, giving the ghostly monk a look*
Huxian: I know you. You’ve often been….invested in things you believe should be there, but I’m quite sure you underestimate the Karma stacked against me. I...I’m not sure what it was, to be honest. Things that once were that can never be, maybe.
*Motioning to coat with a paw*
Huxian: All this is, is someone wanting to play a trick. That is what some beings are want to do, I guess...
Monk: *Grin*Umm humm~ Then I guess I’ll have to ignore the….monologue you were spouting for the last few hours.
Huxian: *Slight Twitch* ...What monologue?
Monk: *Singsone Tone* Oh nothing, nothing you need to worry about… YET...though. Then again it might be good blackmail material later down the line. *Grin*
Huxian: You’re a monk. I’m pretty sure that kind of behaviour is against your vows. No wonder you hung on as a ghost instead of reaching enlightenment.
Monk: *Gentle eyes* Hm~ last time I checked, it was my job to raise you correctly. It’s a parent's job to push for their children happiness, no? And if that means one has to be a little underhanded to do so, then so be it. It wouldn't be the first time I've had to grab you by the tail to do something, now would it? Especially when-
Huxian: Enough.
Monk: *Raised Brow* Humf.
*Face flattening slightly, Huxian jumped off the bed, transforming into his mid-way form - before he had hit the ground, his face set into a tired frown of one who has had the same argument for a long time. Snatching up the coat, he sighed*
Huxian: It’s not what you think, alright? Just...you’re always misreading things like this, Father. Please, let it go.
*Not about to let the spirit monk say more on the subject, he dragged himself to the bathroom to clean himself up before he would need to retake his natural form once more. Even as he dropped his clothes to the side, however, he couldn’t quite forget what the dream had made him feel. He could still feel the ghost of Rodessa’s touch, the hint of her scent in the air, the taste of her skin dancing on the tip on his tongue….it was so clear...too clear. It was as if he could still feel the pressure of her lips against his, setting his heart racing as he unconsciously touched them*
Huxian [Inner Thoughts]: It’s….so strange. I was a dream...A good dream, like the ones before. Then again, before I was dreaming of the past. This one was….she….her scent was so...I want- No! Don’t even finish that thought!!!
*Swallowing, he glanced down at his body, before screwing up his eyes and taking a few deep breaths*
Huxian: Not the time! You know that you need to conserve your strength. Getting excited like this over a dream? Idiot. How weak are you that just thinking of that woman makes you react like this...Just calm down, ok? Ok.
Still...I should...I promised to keep her up to date. I don’t have to tell her about a dream, but...calling her should be fine. She’s my partner after all. I’ll just...check up on her. She’ll be happy with that and I...maybe it’ll put these lingering...thoughts aside.
*That in mind and a few more deep breaths in order to stop his mind from lingering on the remnants of the dream, he switched on the shower, flinching a little at the icy cold water as it bore down on him, shocking away the last of the longing in his body. Biting back a curse, he quickly set about washing, both to get out of the cold and to go through with his promise to call. The sooner he heard her voice the sooner he could put the dream behind him. Finally, wrapping a towel around himself, he slipped back into the bedroom.
Thankfully, it seemed the Monk had retreated for the moment. A blessing, considering how the Monk interpreted every interaction he had with the girl. Still, not about to look a gift horse in the mouth, Huxian swiped the communicator from the bed and sat down as he called her. It rang once, then ended. A moment later, there was a pinging sound - a message popped up on screen:
Rodessa: Video call. ‘Bout to jump in the bath.
*His eye twitched slightly.*
Huxian: Does she even…
*Words trailing into nothingness, he sighed. It’d take a bit more energy, but it wouldn’t be for long, so...Nodding, he transformed once more so he looked fully human before typing into a video call, using his free hand to use another towel to dry his long hair.
A few rings later and Rodessa picked up, a video screen of the girl lounging in a tub appeared.
*Letting his words trail into nothingness he dialed again with one hand and the other reaching for a towel to dry his hair.
Within a few rings the image of the girl in the tub appeared.*
Huxinan: …
Rodessa: Morning handsome! Just letting you know, the longer you stare, the more I’m chargin’.
Huxian: *Raised Brow* You… do remember that I’m a man, right?
Rodessa: You know I’ll kick that ass right, and wait, you’re a man? News to me. *Snicker*
Huxian: *Dryly* Hilarious. *Sigh* So, how did you sleep?
Rodessa: Good…. Really good…
Huxinan: *Teasingly* What, dreaming of me?
*The girl’s eyes widened...wait, so he was right? His own eyes widened a little as well. She only ever wore such a look when he hit the nail on the head. Quickly, he coughed, hoping to brighten the mood a little as he shot her a grin.*
Huxian: *Teasing tone* You… you know I wa-
Rodessa: *Deep blush* AS if I was dreaming about y-you! Even though it was none of your business, I was dreaming about the man of my dreams and we were frotting! And what-!!!!
*Obviously mortified at saying such a thing to his face, Rodessa sank a little into the water, drawing up her knees. Unable to help himself, Huxian’s eyes trailed over the soft, water slick skin before he caught himself, tearing his eyes away as he cursed his weakness yet again. He was better than this, but that...if it wasn’t for that…
Before he could finish his self reprimand, however, Rodessa spoke once more, her voice quiet, almost shy, as if she was about to reveal a big secret to him, even as a hand rose to rub at the side of her neck*
Rodessa: *Shyly, Pouting* But, the strange thing is… when I woke up, it was still there… the hicky, I mean… I was going to call and ask what you think it might be later when I calmed down, but then you called me and….
*An odd shiver ran up Huxian’s spine as she dropped her hand to the water again and he could see it, the mark there - right in the place he recalled dream him had marked her in the last part of the dream. Even now, like an echo, the feelings from before came back, a ghostly caress, a subtle scent - They were both things from the dream too. They had been hers! But it couldn’t actually be her no matter what was he thought about it, because she was in an entirely different country, so how could he possibly-
The thought cut off as he felt something, as if someone had sat into his lap. Sharply, he looked down, only for it to feel as if he has suddenly inhaled too much air. In his lap was someone he hadn’t seen in a long time, as if a spirit, one that made all the remorse he had been carrying for so long close in on him like giant fingers squeezing his body*
Huxian: *Quietly* You… what-?
*The one in his lap was what looked like Rodessa as a child….if Rodessa had been male. Though he had never seen the boy seperate from Rodessa before, he knew exactly who this was - Rozyus. He was dressed up as one of the temple acolytes that would attend the sacred baths. Silently, Rozyus raised a finger to his lips in the universal sight for silence before motioning to the communicator once again.
Though the odd glint in the spectre's eye was certainly distracting, Huxian forced himself to ignore the boy entirely and instead continue his conversation with Rodessa, mind racing*
Huxian: I….I imagine it was nothing. It’s pretty common to get bruises and not know where they come from while asleep and it was just a dream. But hey, if you’re lucky, you might find someone over there to have a bit of fun with.
Rodessa: AS IF! I… I already have someone I want…. Dumbass… anyway, it’s getting late. I’ll call you later.
Huxian: Hey, you never know...but I’ll behave. I’ll leave you to your bathing. Have a nice night and I’ll see you lat- nnn.
Rodessa: *Shock* Are, Are you ok? What happened?
Huxian: Ah, no, it was nothing. Static electricity.
Rodessa: Oh… ok then. Be careful. Later….
SFX: Dial tone.
*Dropping the communicator on the bed, Huxian turned his attention to the interrupting raskel in his lap, licking away. With a sigh, Huxian pushed the other back*
Huxian: Can I help you?
Rozyus: Hmph! And here I was thinking I could ‘help ease your stress’
Huxian: How-?
Rozyus: How am I here? How am I so beautiful? How is it that you were able to mark me and be in another county? Or how can my technique be so damn good?
Well, I tell you a the last part for free.
*The boy’s smile was just that side of mischievous as he straightened without Huxian pushing him back, licking his lip even as he trailed a hand over where he had been so thoroughly attentive*
Rozyus: *Flippantly* Your sensitive spots haven't changed. Funny that. New body, new mind. The more things change, the more they stay the same, no? Oh, and no, this doesn't count as cheating - it’s still technically with me after all. *Innocent Smile*
*Rubbing his temples, he sighed*
Huxian: Look, never mind that. That dream...there’s definitely something more to that dream. Not only did both Ro and I have the same one...how was it that I could mark ‘you’? We’re nowhere near each other.
Rozyus: *Chuckle* Well, you can blame it on a few factors: We’re both longing for each other, our strings are echoing, we should have mated a LOOOONG time ago, we both should have awoken a long time ago, that girls power is awakening and our threads are calling out to each other.
(But that’s gonna go over your head for now.) Moving on -
the gods up there seem to want to interfere now and then. When they do, you get a ripple into another plain. ‘Nari and I used to do it when the war was going on. But ours was strong enough to actually let us travel to the realms between realms.
*The boy sighed softly, arms resting on his knees as he looked up at Huxian*
Rozyus: Most likely, this won't be the first or last time this is going to happen. But, regarding this… both of you should just think of it as pleasant, if dirty, dreams. It means nothing unless you're both doing it on purpose. And, if and when the time comes... well, you’ll find it's a really useful technique to master. Oh, not just in the freaky department - we managed to plan a whole mission this way when there was a mole in our ranks.
Huxian: I see… No, I don’t see... What?
Rozyus: *Chuckle* Well, I have to get back. Break time is almost over, I should get going. Goodbye my love.
*The boy kissed Huxian’s lips before disappearing in a wave of flower petals.*
Huxian: *Scratching head* That….well, that at least confirmed what I thought - that dream had just seemed too real. Coupled with the coat and the message from V - that obviously had to be Venus. Though….why now? It’s been so long since that happened...Not to mention I didn’t even know Rozyus could part from her the way Puppy and Thorn used to...Considering that...I didn’t know any of them could any more...Even so...the Gods are interfering...and with us two specifically. But why? Why now? Is it something to do with what Parame said, way back then? ‘She doesn’t have time’...was she...not referring to the that day at all?
[END]
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