Call Me Out + Overflow

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I should leave something witty here. Oh well.

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How much do I have to beg you to come here with some.

I don't have the mental capacity to brave the streets right now.

[He will, 1000%, have a breakdown of some sort if he leaves his apartment. His head is pounding and the only reason he's getting by is because his apartment is warded so heavily. to keep sound and thoughts out.]

[headofthesnake]

Is it okay if I bring Irene with me?

[U know, his familiar. The one who is literally the most poisonous land snake in the world.

She likes Cain.]

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You could bring a bloody elephant to my place and I wouldn't give an arse, Rastaban.

I would prefer that you don't actually consider this though.

Yes, you can bring Irene.

[He rarely lets anyone over to his place much less let them know where he lives. Rastaban is an exception from the norm. As usual.]

[headofthesnake]

I don't have an elephant anyway.

On my way, should be there in 10-20.

[Rastaban has difficulty finding his way places unless he has ingrained them into his routine to the point that he could sleepwalk there. Cain's place is actually getting to that level.]

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You're a saint.

[He leaves his door unlocked so they can just let themselves in. Cain was a right mess. He was dressed down to only slacks and a dress shirt. He hadn't even bothered to tuck the shirt in. His music sheets were floating in the air around the entire apartment, which was a good testament to how stressed out the man was. His magic usually didn't get this unstable unless he was mentally at his limit.

He's sitting at his coffee table and staring out the window with a cigarette stub tucked between his fingers. The cigarette was burning his fingers, but he hasn't taken notice. He's just waiting for the other at this point.

Maybe he's less fine than he had implied to the other.]

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I'd offer to pick you up like a real gent, but I never learned, so bullocks to that.

I'd like to know who assumes I'm not. I'm sure I rock the fragile and mysterious musician image well, but I must be doing something right if cigarettes haven't offed me yet. I'm sure the rest of me is as sturdy as my lungs.

You planning on sweeping me off my feet while you're at it? I'll hold you to it.

[restthere]

I don't know if that's the best scale to judge things by, but I'll leave that up to you.

Would you like that? Shall I carry you over the threshold like a princess?

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People will be hard pressed to get me to kick the bucket. I'm very stubborn.

I'd love to see you try. Take it as a challenge if you wish.

[restthere]

Try??? I'll definitely take it as a challenge if your going to underestimate my strength like that. You're a tiny little thing, too.

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Try. Who says I'm underestimating you? Perhaps I'm just being a bit cocky or possibly I just love to rile you up for no particular reason.

Though I like to point out that I'm a decent height. Maybe you're just giant.

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I suppose that is true. Although, this time around I think it's me causing the irritation. [He'll let up though. It was a little fun at the time.]

Sweaters don't seem to really be your style. And I don't mean that offensively. Honestly, it sounds like what you do in your bedroom at that point is sleep. Those things are fairly good at ensnaring people unexpected. They're a bit too comfortable.

I've read plenty. I had an expensive education befitting someone as stuck up as me. I'm sure you're being sarcastic, but if you're honestly interested, some Arthurian books are rather stellar romances. If I'm answering sarcastically, do please read Romeo and Juliet. [Because he loves to egg on people thinking it's a love story and not a tragic comedy.]

Don't most people fail their resolutions anyways?

I suppose if I really had one it would be quit smoking, but I already know that's a lost cause at this point.

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[Continued from here.

((OOC: Also, why are you like this Ben? How forward does Cain have to be about his interests? GEEZ.))]

Your assessment of my bravery is quite off. I am actually quite the coward. Absolutely terrified. I just very much enjoy the feeling of sex. [People are scary and so are feelings. He is absolutely terrified of feelings.]

Flattery is a particular charm of mine, but surely you know that already.

Well, foreplay would be for both of us to enjoy. Are you actually upset about that? [Ben is his favorite to tease at this point. It's too easy and he can't help it. It's like grade school bullying the person you like, except Ben doesn't have pigtails to pull.]

Do you want me to come later? [Semi serious question. He isn't sure how much Ben wants to make a risotto right now.] I, personally, could not give a shite about risotto at the moment.

yup, y u p, that meme is basically everything about ben

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( ooc; SEE BUT WHEN THOSE INTERESTS ARE ABOUT BEN, IT SOUNDS LIKE A JOKE, especially from sir teases a lot, how is Ben supposed to know?? what with the kissing? and the ? forward and direct physical interest? ?? )

Bravery does not always mean fearless. I think you're quite brave in many ways, in ways I don't manage to be.

I am well aware, yes. ( Ben's not really an emoticon kind of person, shocking I know, but hopefully Cain can imagine how it would be delivered face to face, gentle and smiling, as opposed to flat and perhaps sarcastically, as plain text like this could risk to suggest... )

Not at all, not concerning that. I think you take a particular delight in driving me a little bit mad. ( not nearly as exhausting as Ben might be playing at, but perhaps this is own way of teasing back? )

Darling, I was trying at playing coy. And failed. I apologize.

I would...love to see you, right now.

smh. never sexy roleplay with Ben basically.

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[((OOC: Does he have to shout it from a mountain??? Would Ben somehow psyche himself out even at that point? Who does he have to kill to prove his affections, Ben. Tell him.))]

I believe we're starting to get into semantics. I think I should just let you win this or we'll be at this for gods know how long.

It's hard to forget when I bring it up on a daily basis. [He can, more or less, get an idea of what the other might be like if this were through physical interaction and not just words on a screen.]

I absolutely live off it. It's quite delectable and I do love to see what it would be like if you were in a little less control of yourself. [Ben gone wild? Would pay to see that.]

I'm still growing accustomed to you playing coy. It really doesn't translate through text. You don't have to apologize though, really. Just being called darling is good enough. Really know how to make a man's heart flutter, don't you? [Unsure if joking or meaning it. It's always a toss up with Cain.]

I'll be there soon because you said it so wonderfully.

[NINE MINUTES AND FIFTY NINE SECONDS LATER. That's a knock on Ben's door.]

Continued from TFLN - 1/18/19 - Love Confessions

[nottevintersoldier]

(Linkage here)

Better than what? Someone who's fallen in love with me? Genuinely? Why do you assume I don't deserve you?

[Dorian sighs softly, a hint of exasperation at the whole thing. He understands though and until the other gets out of the hole he's dug in his mind and stops panicking he'll keep over-thinking it or sabotaging himself. Dorian pulls the other in as he takes a step towards Cain and wraps his free arm around his shoulders to embrace the other tight. It's only then he lets go of his hand in favor of holding him. The hand on his shoulders slips up to card through the hair at the back of his head and he presses his cheek to his temple.]

I won't know anything until I try, until we try. I didn't think anyone could love me... I want to hold onto that. I want to experience it with you, see where it takes us.

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I'm a neurotic landmine with a chronic headaches and, oh, who constantly has mental breakdowns. Mind you, no one would know that because I don't tell anyone because who wants to know that? I wouldn't know friendship if it slapped me across the face. I'm terrified of even showing a minuscule amount of genuine feelings, which is probably laughable right now given the situation. I basically can read minds and taste emotions and can't control either because which is also laughably sad. I'm a liar. A sham. A-

[Cain seemed intent on continuing his ramble about how the other possibly could do better than him, but he just immediately goes quiet when the other pulls him into a tight embrace. It's instantaneous. The way that Cain's entire body seems to relax; everything that may have been floating immediately dropping to whatever surface they were hovering over. The man practically melts into the embrace. He would never consider himself touch starved. He was sexually active and all, but this was much different from being in the throes of passion. This was gentle. Warm. Safe.

He doesn't realize the sob that escapes his mouth.]

You're a damned fool, Dorian.

[nottevintersoldier]

[A sigh, clutching the other a little tighter in the embrace as that sob rips from him. It would be a lie if Dorian tried to claim it wasn't breaking his heart a little.]

It's not the first time someone's said that to me. [That he's a fool.]

Are we sharing deep, dark secrets? [He's trying to distract the other from his own mind and his pain or anxiety over confessing his feelings to him.]

I was an awful child. I burned down a school with the children inside. They got out of course, the point stands I tried to destroy everything. I surrounded myself in scandal in hopes of sabotaging my parents hopes and dreams for me. My Father would've nearly done anything to make me the obedient, perfect little straight progeny he's always wanted. I preferred sleeping with elvish whores in the slums and drinking myself stupid rather than live the life forced upon me. I have done some awful things for selfish reasons, Cain.

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Because it's true.

[He feels terribly embarrassed and awkward, but the other is a comfortable warmth and weight so he'll continue to stay in the man's arms. He does listen to the other for a little bit. Cain wasn't expecting the other to tell him about himself and nothing so intimate.]

Well, it's a good thing I don't really give much of a thought of peoples' previous actions. Your father sounds like a right arse though. Wonderful to know yours and mine would get along.

[He sighs for a moment.] I don't know if you know much about British pureblood families, but I come from one of the oldest. Cain isn't my birth name nor is Scarlett my given surname.

[nottevintersoldier]

I suppose so. [He frowns softly but brushes his fingers through Cain's hair.]

But...sometimes you have to be a little foolish in life to get what you need most. [Or at least that's the story he's going with. When the other further explains that Cain Scarlett is not his name the Mage has to admit it's not something he expected. And yet... if his father was as awful as his own, then perhaps he doesn't blame him.]

One of the oldest pureblood families in your birth home? Doesn't that sound entirely too familiar. I too am the result of careful breeding and a cautionary tale to be careful what you wish for... [He sighs.]

So then... what should I call you? [this is where Cain can tell him his real name, or just tell him to call him Cain because his birth name isn't who he really wants to be.]

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[Continuing from here.]

So it isn't all dull then? What do you do for fun then?

I'm pretty sure you would just look like a fool again by doing that. Only you'll be terribly sober. They thought it was funny enough, so I think they really just enjoyed themselves at the expense of yourself.

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Look, if they really want to get some then they should try for it. Batting eyelashes and giggling cutely only gets you so far. I feel like one should give a good show even if most men at a bar are pretty easy. I'm being a good mate by reminding them to have at least some standards.

I mean, if you have any suggestions or know anyone. I'm always open to such things.

[corcotta]

You're making me reevaluate my bar strategies now. Batting my eyelashes is all I've got at trying to make an impression on someone.

Besides, most go to bars with pretty low standards to begin with, anything they happen to get is pretty much like a bonus if they don't get cockblocked or rejected on the spot. But like you said, maybe they need to see someone like you to make them come to their senses about raising the bar a bit.

...I would volunteer but I don't think I could live up to such standards. Not very noteworthy, I'm afraid.

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Perhaps I'm just old fashioned, but I do enjoy a bit of courting even if it's for a night. I'm a charmer who also enjoys being thoroughly charmed.

The thrill of the hunt.

Really, I'm just being a right arse and shouldn't be encouraged. I wasn't even here to look. I got dragged here by one of the performers for a "night out" despite not being one for drink and easily not needing to be at a bar to bring a fine specimen home. I need to channel my irritation somehow, although I may have gotten slapped across the face once or twice.

I can't say I didn't deserve that though.

[There's a short pause.]

Well, that won't do. You can't give up right from the start. How would you know what exactly fits my fancy without even a good ol' college try?

Come now. I am talking to you right now, aren't I?

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Oh, he is quite lucky. I couldn't imagine being more lucky than ensnaring the heart of someone as fine as you. I'm quite jealous of this person whom you wholeheartedly wish to enchant.

A braver person than I. I find that I often hesitate to put my heart out in the open. How wonderfully impressed I constantly am by you.

[He drags himself out of bed to start a put of tea.]

You seem to be inspired so easily.

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You were certainly thinking of it.

And you were acting like you aren't a completely wild man. Starting arguments with middle-aged women on the internet? A completely party animal. [He's definitely teasing the other.]

You're in luck that I've yet to start on any supper plans. How could I say no to such an alluring offer of pasta? Tortellini? A man aiming for my heart, surely. [Cain would basically drop any of his plans to see the other, but leave it to Cain to act like he isn't a complete fool like that.]