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[ryuji]

Looks like Sergeant Gramps is gettin' a little finicky that some stuff hasn't gone down. I got an idea on how to introduce the king to the guillotine. Anyone wanna start a riot with me to kick it off?

Basically, I got this list of VIPs who frequent the bar I work at, right? Turns out, a few of these boneheads are some serious players. All we gotta do is get into a fight of king supporters vs revolutionaries and inspire 'em to start writing some charges up. Who's in?

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[chariotry]

[ Charm his pants off? He lets out a breathless laugh, ignoring the pat on the bed as he continues to half-straddle Ryuji. He still has his knee resting against the bed on the side of his thigh, not quite settling in yet. ]

What do you care, if it's not usual?

I know you find me attractive. [ Begone thot. ]

Why shouldn't you lay with me? [ Reaching for his hand so he can pull it up to his groin and have the back of his knuckles brush against.... his diq. Through his clothes. ]

[ryuji]

[Achilles has a point. It's pretty arbitrary to think that guys have to be with girls and girls have to be with guys. It's just... a learned mechanism, a lens to see the world with which he grew up with. But for Ryuji, it's not just a challenge to his sexuality, but his own understanding of how relationships are supposed to work, in general. He feels a pit in his stomach growing again, when he states the obvious.

Yeah, he does find him attractive. Yeah, who in the world has to care about that, anyway? They're time traveling cops, sent out to fix the problems of the past. There's literally no one left to judge him.

And then, just as he's working this out in his head- the other goes and does that. Ryuji instinctively pulls his hand back, withdrawing. He felt it. He knows its general shape. And Acilles wants to lay with him.]

Dude... [Puppy dog eyes and frustration, all mixed into one. He feels beside himself, this is so fucking embarrassing.] C'mon, man, I know you're attractive as all hell, but I... uh.

I ain't a guy who wants to just lay with someone just because. [This isn't what Achilles is looking for, and he knows it. Which makes it even more self-hating of Ryuji to try and spell this out for him.]

If we're gonna go there, I wanna get to know you first. Are you just plannin' on using me for mana? I don't wanna be a battery, I wanna mean something to you if this is what you wanna do with me.

[chariotry]

[ Oh no...

Well, at least the rejection is paired with a reasonable explanation. His incredulity is short-lived.

He smiles despite himself. For all the boy's posturing, he is incredibly sensitive and sentimental. Though it's odd that he wouldn't be jumping at the chance to... jump Achilles' bones, there's something endearing about it. He's at least trying to compromise, inferring he wants something more serious than just a one time tumble in the sheets and he can't begrudge him for it. ]

I don't usually get rejected. [ Now he's withdrawing his leg and standing fully, removing himself from that personal bubble of Ryuji's and letting him have that bed to himself. ] What good is stealing a heart if it's broken?

[ He reaches out to ruffle his hair playfully. ] Alright... Keep your mana. You'll need your strength anyway.

[ryuji]

[Without Achilles advancing on him like prey, Ryuji's comfort level rises back to its normal pace. He's laid his cards out on the table- he's told him that he finds him attractive, and he's defensively taken the stance that if he wants mana from him, it's going to have to be in the confines of something more than just a power transfer. Not much more ground he can stand on to defend himself, because.

At 17, it's really hard to turn someone down that wants to have sex with you. Nonetheless, he smiles back at the other warmly, inviting, earnest and simple. Very much Ryuji.]

It's your ego that's bruised, not your heart. Trust me, man. I'm like. An expert at this shit. And if it were busted up, I'll take care of that too. [Oh god, he's glowing red at that. But it was nice, at least, to flirt like this for a little while. He's getting his hair tussled back and forth and Achilles looks like he's about to bolt now that he's been stood up for a good meal.]

Leavin'?

[chariotry]

[ Sweet, earnest boy... ]

I should, just so I don't get tempted any further. [ He's turning to make the march for the window, now.

You missed this boat, Ryuji. ]

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[ryuji]

Tch, not even a kiss goodbye.

[Finally takes his mask off, placing it on the bed next to him. Maybe it's for the best, anyway. And after all this, he would've thought that his confusion towards Achilles would at least die down a bit, but- here is here, legs crossed, sitting on the bed, and yet again, Ryuji Sakamoto is finding out that he don't know shit about life.

But man. He hates to see him go, but he loves to watch him leave.]