[ Dimitri stares into his eyes a moment, until it appears he has seen what he was waiting for, then he starts signing. ]
Attention, officer. That's right, your duty is far from over so long as you occupy this body. I am still your superior, and I still draw breath.
I know you care little for me, but on your honor, you had better fall in line. Stop your senseless bitching and make an effort to work with your host you lazy piece of shit. So help me I will find a way to rip you out and beat you within an inch of your un-life if you disappoint me.
[ There begins an odd kind of... presence around Dimitri. It almost seems like he's bigger than he actually is? A dark flame burning around him with a mind of its own... ]
You are a guest in this body, and he makes the rules. Keep your mouth shut unless it's useful or requested.
You are dismissed.
[ The odd presence dissipates, and Dimitri rights himself. ]
[Funnily enough, matching in line with that sentiment, Angeal has been quiet for the entire while that this has been happening, letting Dimitri have the space to do.... whatever it was he was doing, exactly.]
[Still, with the end result now some measure of successful...]
Someone should have told my superiors that. I'm sure they would have loved to have some sort of excuse to keep me quiet sometimes. [Unfortunately, he's always been too socially aware, and known when to run his tongue and around who.]
[Who you know just shoving the Hero of ShinRa around a little bit because he thought he was being a ridiculous jackass, but that's a separate matter-]
[Leaning down, Angeal presses a kiss into Mithrun's hair.]
Told you it would be a good idea to check in here. And Dimitri - was that some sort of magic? What were you doing, exactly?
Seemed like a little bit of something popped up there, but I guess that doesn't mean it's magic.
[Magic, materia, psychic powers, whatever... it's all a huge pain in the ass figuring out what makes them different from each other, so he just opts to not care for right now. He has a regular life to live, and a boyfriend to look after.]
Anyway, thanks for talking to the prick. Feeling a little better, Mithrun?
[What with the thing Angeal pointed out, Mithrun sure is watching Dimitri, as if checking for any visible sign of that presence, barely breaking his gaze to glance upward when Angeal kisses his head.
He responds, though, to Angeal's question.]
...Not immediately. But I'm sure the quiet will help. [He nods, just slightly, to Dimitri.] Thank you.
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Attention, officer. That's right, your duty is far from over so long as you occupy this body. I am still your superior, and I still draw breath.
I know you care little for me, but on your honor, you had better fall in line. Stop your senseless bitching and make an effort to work with your host you lazy piece of shit. So help me I will find a way to rip you out and beat you within an inch of your un-life if you disappoint me.
[ There begins an odd kind of... presence around Dimitri. It almost seems like he's bigger than he actually is? A dark flame burning around him with a mind of its own... ]
You are a guest in this body, and he makes the rules. Keep your mouth shut unless it's useful or requested.
You are dismissed.
[ The odd presence dissipates, and Dimitri rights himself. ]
That should do it.
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...Maybe mildly interested.
Hmm.
He waits a few seconds, after Dimitri finishes. Glances over his shoulder, as if checking for something.]
...He isn't saying anything.
[If that worked, he is going to owe Dimitri... something. He is not sure what.]
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[ Dimitri stands straight again, crossing his arms over his chest. Hopefully it sticks, at least for a while. ]
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[Still, with the end result now some measure of successful...]
Someone should have told my superiors that. I'm sure they would have loved to have some sort of excuse to keep me quiet sometimes. [Unfortunately, he's always been too socially aware, and known when to run his tongue and around who.]
[Who you know just shoving the Hero of ShinRa around a little bit because he thought he was being a ridiculous jackass, but that's a separate matter-]
[Leaning down, Angeal presses a kiss into Mithrun's hair.]
Told you it would be a good idea to check in here. And Dimitri - was that some sort of magic? What were you doing, exactly?
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No such sorcery needed. I merely reminded my erstwhile subordinate of his place. Should he need further reminding, do not hesitate.
He always was simply spoiling for a good chewing out.
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[Magic, materia, psychic powers, whatever... it's all a huge pain in the ass figuring out what makes them different from each other, so he just opts to not care for right now. He has a regular life to live, and a boyfriend to look after.]
Anyway, thanks for talking to the prick. Feeling a little better, Mithrun?
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He responds, though, to Angeal's question.]
...Not immediately. But I'm sure the quiet will help. [He nods, just slightly, to Dimitri.] Thank you.
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[ He gives a stiff bow to them both. ]