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They both hate themselves D:

[morsangel]

Well, somewhere I could get a glass of wine could never go astray.

it's true...at least yosano's self hatred doesn't cause the apocalypse :')

[flawful]

You are welcome to come over to my apartment if you wish. There is plenty of wine here.

Or, if you rather prefer going out for a glass of wine that can be arranged.

ah yes the incy tiny apocalypse o.o

[morsangel]

Well, your apartment will do just fine then.

It'll be nice to make another acquaintance. Ah, I feel quite lost in this city at the moment.

:')

[flawful]

I'll send over the address then.

I understand how that feels. If I was not lucky enough to arrive with two familiar faces I do not think I would have survived here as long as I have.

ehehehehe

[morsangel]

Wonderful. I've been itching to get out of this dorm.

Hm. How does tonight sound?

[flawful]

Tonight is wonderful.

[morsangel]

Well, I'll see you then.

[ When evening game, Yosano was in the elevator from the Down, showing the guards her invitation to Hermes apartment and walking through the Up like she belonged there— Because Yosano believed she did.

Yosano always appeared proper and elegant, taking an unprecedented amount of time on her hair, makeup and clothes. After all, appearance was important to Yosano. She reached the Apartment Complex without any hassle, high heels clicking on the marble floor of the foyer. When she knocked on Hermes' door with a gloved hand, she is straightening out her mid-length black skirt; waiting for the promise of company and wine. ]

[flawful]

[In contrast Hermes has always been rather plain. Accustomed to wearing long, black robes for most of his life, his fashion sense is non-existent in Duplicity, the man opting to usually wear simple black tops and pants in lieu of said robes. It's what he's wearing when he opens the door for Yosano, greeting her with a small smile to welcome her into his apartment, eyes bright and quite literally glowing.

He does his best not to tower over her while he does so, standing at an impressive 7 feet, giving her space to take off her shoes and orient herself.]

Ah, welcome. Please, make yourself comfortable.

[The apartment isn't much to look at, but it is at least relatively clean. There are a few plants at the far end of the sitting room, along with a few stacks of various papers and pens on what would be a kitchen table. The coffee table in the sitting room, it seems, has been tidied up and is clear of anything save for two wine glasses and an unopened bottle.]

he is so sweet staph

[morsangel]

Why thank you. [ Yosano nodded to the man. Of course, it hadn't gone past her notice how tall he was. Yosano was quite the thin small woman at only 5'6, after all; she was just shy of his shoulders. And, well, that was interesting to the Doctor, because she'd never seen anyone like him.

Yosano eyed Hermes up and down as she entered his home, suddenly interested in his body composition and bone structure. Non-humans were always such a treat for the woman, she usually couldn't wait to get her hands on them. ]

—Hm. Do you live here alone? [ He had mentioned a contract partner, but the place was so tidied and clean it appeared hardly lived in. ]

he can't help it!!

[flawful]

[He can feel her eyes on him, studying him much like any creator would a creation. It's not exactly uncomfortable that she's clearly got a passing interest in him, but he is aware of it.]

Oh no, I don't. My contract partner lives with me as well.

[He smiles as he mentions Zagreus, not realizing why she asked. It's only tidy because he made an effort to do so. Magicks really were useful in a pinch.]

He is out at the moment.

[morsangel]

You have quite the clean apartment. [ Yosano nodded, liked what she was seeing, ] I appreciate it. I've grown quite uncomfortable in my grimy dorm.

[ Yosano was a tad of a clean freak and was often left uncomfortable by mess. Here though she felt a little more at ease, like the strain in her shoulders could relax.

She walked over to the dining table, taking a seat next to one of the glasses. The red liquid singing out to her like a precious jewel she hadn't been able to touch for quite some time. ]

—Do you have to duck through all the doors?

[ Yosano joked, hiding a giggle behind her gloved hand. She couldn't imagine the city would have taken into account their taller citizens. ]

[flawful]

Ah, thank you. I tried to tidy up a bit before you came...

[Now that G'raha was gone things were admittedly a bit more messy than they used to be. Still, it's at least at an acceptable level for the moment.]

I apologize that you have to deal with such conditions...am I correct to assume you haven't been here long?

[He joins her on the couch, taking the bottle and uncorking it, making sure to pour her a generous amount before handing over her glass.]

And, ah, admittedly sometimes I have to.

[morsangel]

Well, you did a good job. [ Yosano chuckled. ]

Hm, a month? [ Eyes lighting up as he poured her the wine. ] —But, well, I was set to be beheaded before I arrived here. So, I have been convinced this is another lease at life. [ Or purgatory. Yosano wasn't quite sure yet...

Taking the glass, she took a rather sizeable drink. The warm liquid running down her throat. Ah, bliss. ]

[flawful]

[A month huh? That meant she was relatively new to Duplicity then didn't it? He's about to comment on that before she throws out the word beheaded which has him setting down the bottle of wine a little too harshly against the tabletop. At least he hadn't spilled any while pouring himself a glass.]

I beg your pardon...beheaded?

[morsangel]

Oh, yes. Clean right through my neck... It is the only way to kill me, after all. [ She said matter of fact. Not too phased by the gore of it all, but suddenly aware that it might not be all too normal for him; considering the almost smashed wine bottle.

She lightly grasped the bottle from his hands, just in case, and put it on her side of the table. There would be none of that. ]

—Ah. It was certainly a surprise to wake up here instead. And I am quite sure this isn't hell? [ She took another sip, leaning back into the couch and pulling her legs up on to it so she could face him properly. ]

[flawful]

[He relinquishes the wine without protest. She's more than welcome to take the bottle from him.]

No, this is not the Underworld. You are very much alive here, as am I. Ah...but I have been told that death is not permanent here.

[Not that he wants to find out. The subject of dying has always made him uncomfortable.]

...Why was someone trying to kill you?

[morsangel]

Ah, yes. I've heard that too. It's rather unsettling to think people could get wholly too comfortable with repeatedly dying... [ Yosano would prefer no one even got close to it, let alone experience death again and again. If anything it made her quite angry. ]

... [ Yosano hesitated, unsure how to tell him. ] —My existence is quite the nuisance in my world, I'm afraid. [ Another drink. Yes, she might need a few of those, or a couple bottles, she decided. ]

[flawful]

I see...

[Well, she's welcome to as much wine as she wants. He has more in the kitchen and there is, if necessary, always the option of conjuring up more. He's not sure how to take her answer but he isn't one to pry either. If it's private he's not going to press.]

I apologize, that you have to live under such circumstances. No one should be made feel a nuisance for existing. [He picks up his glass, taking a small sip.] You need not tell me about it, if you do not wish to. I do not want to make you feel uncomfortable.

[morsangel]

That is very kind of you to say. [ Yosano softly smiled. ] —At times I agree with them though. There would be many more people alive if I wasn't.

[ She paused. ]

—Ah. No, not at all. Misery needs company, after all. You are a lot sweeter then I imagined you to be. [ Yosano teased. Here she was imagining quite the miserable sod and instead she's gotten a rather sweet man instead. A nice surprise. ]

[flawful]

[Is it kind? To him it's the truth. He can empathize with her though and how she feels. It was never a nice feeling to doubt one's existence.]

Am I? [That gets a small laugh out of him as he sips again at his wine, leaning back into the couch.] That is a relief to hear, that I am better than what you imagined.

[morsangel]

Hm. Very much so. [ Yosano hummed. ] —Who knows maybe you'll be listening to all my woes and indulging me with foot massages soon enough.

[ She teased, but also she enjoyed how mild-mannered he was. And she imagined compliant, considering how he mentioned he liked being of use to people. Well, she could certainly make sure he does. ]

[flawful]

[Hermes in some way was a contradiction. He was mild-mannered and sweet but incredibly passionate about his beliefs. It just took a bit to get the latter out of him. She may be teasing him but he doesn't see it as such.]

I know we've only just met, but if you do ever need someone to listen I am happy to provide an ear. I cannot say I am any good at foot massages however...

[Then again he's never tried.]

[morsangel]

Oh? Already extending your services? [ Yosano smiled. ] Well, I might take you up on that offer.


[ She paused. ]

Hm, I wouldn't want it to be one-sided. I am quite the listener... Oh, and the massages too—no promises it won't be painful though. [ She snickered, because painful was most definitely an understatement. ]

[flawful]

Then if you are willing to lend your ear in return I would be most grateful.

[Even though he knows he'll feel bad dumping his issues on her. Definitely doesn't need to do that just yet - not when they're only just meeting.]

On a more serious note, I am extending my services. I know this place is an unfair and unjust one - people being treated differently for arbitrary reasons does not sit well with me. If there is anything I can do to help you from my position as a Dominant, do not hesitate to ask it of me.

[morsangel]

Of course. I mean, more than anything, I was interested in why you were so harshly pessimistic about yourself. So, you can't hold out on me now, can you?

[ Yosano hummed. And if held out on her, she would surely wrangle his throat until he confessed. ]

Oh, I appreciate it. It all seemed like quite the roll of the dice, yes? I thought I was certainly too unruly and fierce to be a submissive...

[ But here they were. ]

Good company, wine and the occasional visit to the Up would be wonderful. [ Yosano paused, smiling innocently. ] —Oh and good sex. If that isn't off the table?