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Another day, another mysterious bar appearing out of nowhere. Leo is acquainted with Milliways and its lurking habits. He doesn't even bother calling Zanna; it'd take her too long to come over, and they get doors fairly regularly, so he just goes in and gets some absinthe with crushed cochineal. (Demonic tastes make for very odd mixed drinks.)
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Leo procures from Bar rose petals in several different colors, an unreasonable quantity of incense, and a largeish bottle advertising vanilla scent. And a copy of the book in which the gay-beam spell is found, the cover of which bears several fascinating woodcuts. He arranges rose petals and incense in precisely looping spirals around Aleko, then pricks his own finger and lets a drop of blood fall onto the end of an external spiral arm. Pink fire flashes across the diagram, leaving a fine line of ash and a cloud of strongly scented lavender smoke in its wake. Leo induces a miniature whirlwind to clean up the diagram and funnel the ash into his Ash Pocket, for when he needs ash. Then he turns back to Aleko.
"So. How do you feel?"
"So. How do you feel?"
"The mail carrier, huh. Always fun. As is narcissism. Bar, would you be the wonderful caring bar you are and get us a room? Narcissism seems to be happening."
liakoura
A key appears. Far be it from me to present any obstacle to your narcissism, gentlemen. Room 219.
Leo takes the key and his card, slips both into his pocket, and raises an eyebrow to Leo. "Shall we?"
The room is eventually reached.
"So, how much experience are we going off of here? You mentioned not planning to die a virgin with the sense that that was an option, but have you been through, say... kissing? It's quite nice, in my experience."
liakoura
"No, the waiting until sufficiently motivated because mindreading sister thing has been very operative and I don't meet tons of girls. Is that going to be a big deal?"
Leo goes to induct Aleko into the mysteries of kissing. They are among Leo's favorite mysteries! He has extensive knowledge of them.
That's good!
Leo feels that these mysteries can be improved upon by the addition of torso-feeling. Torsos are an important part of the mysteries.
Leo feels that these mysteries can be improved upon by the addition of torso-feeling. Torsos are an important part of the mysteries.
liakoura
Aleko agrees. However, at this juncture he does pause to ask, "Does you not being a human have any ramifications I should know about?"
"Apart from the fact that I'm unnaturally flexible, not until the end. The end includes a... different substance, but it's not harmful to humans. Apart from a strong smell of licorice, which some find personally injurious."
"Good thing I'm not a Ravak'k, then."
These points cleared up, Leo feels that kissing should be resumed. Along with torsos.
These points cleared up, Leo feels that kissing should be resumed. Along with torsos.
Delightful, delightful narcissism! In the pursuit of narcissism, the hand exploring the mysteries of Aleko's back decides that it would like to be less restrained in its explorations and ventures somewhat lower on Aleko's back.
liakoura
Aleko's pretty much on board with figuring out all of the gay there is to gay while he is temporarily in the mood for that, so he's not about to complain.
In that case, Leo's hands are going to stop pretending to be restrained! Leo manually checks the fidelity of Aleko's resemblance to him. It's an important question to answer!