[He notices the tensing up and cuts himself off, almost tensing up himself. Maybe its his own instinct. Maybe its the Natural Soul. Maybe he just feels something is amiss, subconsciously.]
[Either way, he's reaching forward, hand on his shoulder.]
( like a carving knife slicing straight through a thick fog, the touch is clear and immediate. the shape of their situation, and what he's really supposed to be, comes floating back to the front of his mind.
only he can't seem to relax his shoulders any. )
Maybe that's enough fun for me for one day, actually. Or I'll just watch from outside the gate.
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( he's obviously enjoying this topic, smirking with a fist resting against his cheek and an elbow against his knee. )
But honestly, you really won't know until you try. Being close is the best way to keep the Natural Soul in check, too, apparently.
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[Another pause, ruminating on it. Rinne was so sure. So adamant.]
So kissing can actually...help?
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SOMEONE... GIVE TAKASUGI SOME IMPULSE CONTROL!!!!!!!! )
Sure it can. And it feels even better here.
( how to describe this. hmm. )
Like a warmth seeping right through you to the bone.
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[butbutbutbutbut]
It kills people?
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but let's just not say that. )
Let's say there's a 0.00005 percent chance you might die upon kissing someone. The event is rare, but not quite impossible. Why deny yourself the—
( a goat shuffles on hooves closer to his open hand, and takasugi pauses as the urge to pounce is suddenly overwhelming.
his ears perk up, muscles tense from all the restraint he’s showing, or at least trying to show. )
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[He notices the tensing up and cuts himself off, almost tensing up himself. Maybe its his own instinct. Maybe its the Natural Soul. Maybe he just feels something is amiss, subconsciously.]
[Either way, he's reaching forward, hand on his shoulder.]
Takasugi. Do you want to see the other animals?
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( like a carving knife slicing straight through a thick fog, the touch is clear and immediate. the shape of their situation, and what he's really supposed to be, comes floating back to the front of his mind.
only he can't seem to relax his shoulders any. )
Maybe that's enough fun for me for one day, actually. Or I'll just watch from outside the gate.
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[The tension is still there. Sariel glances at the goats, before his blue eyes slide to Takasugi once more.]
Let's go, then. You shouldn't...do something you're not comfortable with.
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but that just means something good, right? it's a reassuring note, sariel's attempt at comfort. there's nothing alien to it.
it's human.
he gives sariel a wry smile, staring directly up at his freakishly tall form before rising to his feet in turn. )
I wouldn't say it made me uncomfortable, but... alright. I'll get us something nice on the way back.
( he pats sariel on the shoulder, guiding him in a different direction. )