[ They’re dead enough, that’s for sure. Or at least, so Rokurou gleaned during Sorey’s info dump. Which, there were only ever three people he’d expected -- hoped? no, expected -- to make it out of their final fight alive, and all three of them were malakhim. Fast forward to ~the future~, and lo and behold, only one trashy windbag remains.
Sorry, Zaveid. They sure left him holding the baggage, didn’t they...?
Ah well. Maybe they’ll all thank him someday, with everyone gathered around sharing drinks and stories, probably trading sloppy blows amid petty, slurred arguments. Sounds like a good time to him. Sign him up.
But that’s for later. ]
Don’t think so, no. [ A small shake of his head. ] Lavi, my other roommate, [ contract ] did it to me, too -- and I know that wasn’t something he wanted me to see.
[ Let alone feel. Good gods, no wonder he’s flighty... ]
Yeah, well, I told him hands off. [ One of the swordsman’s hands closes into a taut fist. ] I need this power if I’m going to defeat Shigure.
[ Ah yes -- he’s AU’d into the later parts of Zestiria through players who like angst pure happenstance, but Rokurou himself is only from That Part of the timeline. He doesn’t know how it ends just yet, other than what Sorey’s let slip. And, so far? He’s gotta say, it doesn’t look great for the Calamity Crew. Of course, he and Velvet are disastrous, hellbound spirits, so far as he’s concerned; it’s eternal creatures, like the malakhim, that twist him up inside to learn about the fates of. Laphicet, Eizen -- and yeah I guess you too, Zaveid -- all deserved better.
In the meantime, he’ll take that compliment with a chuckle and a grin. Maybe he should advertise it... It’s an idea, at least.
But for now, a quick rundown of how Duplicity does things, sure. Rokurou leans back to hold up the nearest wall, arms folded over his chest. ]
For Dominants like you and I, it’s pretty simple: [ He’ll count on his fingers, here. ] Make contracts, and have sex. Doesn’t matter who with.
[ That’s right -- guess who else is Team Chaotic Pan? This guy right here. Seems his inexplicable hard-on for Takumi was just the tip of the iceberg, and he’s actually far more open-minded than he originally gave himself credit for. ]
Doesn’t have to be with your contract, [ subtext of: FYI I’m not sleeping with Ya Boi Shepnerd, alright? ] but it does have to be three times a month, minimum.
[ Which is great for philanderers and people in relationships; but for those who are neither? It’s a wonder they haven’t come to haul Rokurou off to Sex Jail yet. Whoops. ]
NEVER APOLOGIZE he's painfully ic, i love him
Sorry, Zaveid. They sure left him holding the baggage, didn’t they...?
Ah well. Maybe they’ll all thank him someday, with everyone gathered around sharing drinks and stories, probably trading sloppy blows amid petty, slurred arguments. Sounds like a good time to him. Sign him up.
But that’s for later. ]
Don’t think so, no. [ A small shake of his head. ] Lavi, my other roommate, [ contract ] did it to me, too -- and I know that wasn’t something he wanted me to see.
[ Let alone feel. Good gods, no wonder he’s flighty... ]
Yeah, well, I told him hands off. [ One of the swordsman’s hands closes into a taut fist. ] I need this power if I’m going to defeat Shigure.
[ Ah yes -- he’s AU’d into the later parts of Zestiria through
players who like angstpure happenstance, but Rokurou himself is only from That Part of the timeline. He doesn’t know how it ends just yet, other than what Sorey’s let slip. And, so far? He’s gotta say, it doesn’t look great for the Calamity Crew. Of course, he and Velvet are disastrous, hellbound spirits, so far as he’s concerned; it’s eternal creatures, like the malakhim, that twist him up inside to learn about the fates of. Laphicet, Eizen -- and yeah I guess you too, Zaveid -- all deserved better.In the meantime, he’ll take that compliment with a chuckle and a grin. Maybe he should advertise it... It’s an idea, at least.
But for now, a quick rundown of how Duplicity does things, sure. Rokurou leans back to hold up the nearest wall, arms folded over his chest. ]
For Dominants like you and I, it’s pretty simple: [ He’ll count on his fingers, here. ] Make contracts, and have sex. Doesn’t matter who with.
[ That’s right -- guess who else is Team Chaotic Pan? This guy right here. Seems his inexplicable hard-on for Takumi was just the tip of the iceberg, and he’s actually far more open-minded than he originally gave himself credit for. ]
Doesn’t have to be with your contract, [ subtext of: FYI I’m not sleeping with Ya Boi Shepnerd, alright? ] but it does have to be three times a month, minimum.
[ Which is great for philanderers and people in relationships; but for those who are neither? It’s a wonder they haven’t come to haul Rokurou off to Sex Jail yet. Whoops. ]