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[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?

[flawful]

[Oh he could hold out on her if he really wanted to, but soon enough he'll cave. Maybe not right this moment though, when he's doing his best not to appear cringe and also not choke on his wine when she says the last bit.

Clearly he's easy to fluster if his reaction is anything to go by.]

N-No...it's not, if that's something you would be interested in doing with me.

[He doesn't think he's all that appealing to fuck but if she wants to he won't say no.]

[morsangel]

Oh, what's this? Are you shy? [ Yosano leaned closer to get a better look at his expression, sliding right up beside him on the couch... Hm, how fun. ]

—Why wouldn't I be?

[ Yosano could take a few guesses as to why, but honestly she wanted to hear it from him first. She never did make it easier for other people, after all. ]

[flawful]

[Of course he's shy! He wouldn't be blushing so much if he wasn't. As she leans in he moves to set his glass down quickly in fear of spilling it. Good thing he's got long arms.]

...I'm not one to assume someone wants my company simply for the sake of having it, let alone in an intimate fashion.

[morsangel]

You don't give yourself enough credit.

[ Yosano tipped her head back and finished the rest of her wine. Before looking back to the blushing cute man. ]

—You're attractive, selfless and from what I can gather quite kind. [ She paused. ] And fun to tease apparently. What's there not to want?

[flawful]

[Her question has him quiet for a moment, finding it hard to accept the compliments she's just given him. Even if those things were true they didn't make up for, in his mind, his flawed personality.]

Well...most people don't want pitiful men. Not as anything more than someone to use...which is fine I suppose. I don't mind being useful to others.

[morsangel]

[ Yosano hummed while watching Hermes withdraw into himself. It was quite interesting seeing such a tall man look so small in front of her. She kind of liked it? ]

—Well, [ Yosano reached for his cheek, pulling him to look her in the eyes, while she continued in a low murmur. ] ...I just so happen to like pitiful men. Hm. Lets just say they compliment my tastes quite nicely.

[ Tastes being an absolute sadist. Oh, the things she could do to him. ]

[flawful]

[Oh the things she could do indeed. He can't help the way his pulse suddenly quickens when she touches his cheek and declares her tastes so boldly, luminous eyes meeting hers. Even now after all the time he's spent in Duplicity to be touched is still novel. To be wanted even more so.]

Do they pair well with wine?

[morsangel]

Everything pairs well with wine.

[ Yosano laughed. Her poor lockers full of wine at home now wasting away without anyone to drink them... Though she was sure one of the moochers at the ADA had already found and claimed them. ]

—But it'll take me a few bottles yet before it pairs a bit too well. [ Yosano was an alcoholic what can she say...

Her fingers danced on his cheek. Just a little bit happy at this new revelation. ]

[flawful]

There is more in the kitchen you are welcome to.

[Should he be enabling a potential drinking habit? Probably not but he had his own vices - everyone did. He leans into the touch, unable to help himself.]

Or I can create some.

[It wasn't hard to manifest after all.]

[morsangel]

Hm. Aren't you cute. [ Yosano teased as she felt him lean into her fingers. ]

Create some? I mean I am certainly intrigued... [ She raised her glass, wondering if that was truly possible. ] —And I must say, I am quite comfortable here.

[ She withdrew her hand and settled beside him. Her chest now firmly pressed against his side and her legs still neatly folded underneath her. ]

[flawful]

[Cute isn't a word he'd use to describe himself but he won't protest it either, his eyes darting away as he feels her press against him. She's warm. He likes that.]

Aye...ours is the power to create. My abilities are far less here in this world but...

[He lifts a wrist, holding out his hand toward her glass which suddenly fills with wine. It'll be a bit sweeter than what she just drank, but pleasant all the same.]

[morsangel]

Hm. How peculiar... [ Yosano watched the glass fill with wine seemingly out of thin air. She'd seen many abilities in her lifetime, but nothing quite like this. ]

How does it work? Is there restrictions or conditions to how things are created?

[ She took a sip; exactly how wine should taste... but was it a carefully crafted illusion? Was she really just drinking water?]