[It's somewhere in the middle of the day when Angeal comes to find Dimitri, bringing along his elf boyfriend. They're just a little cleaned up, still fresh from the bakery, but that's unimportant. Mithrun with his wings out, Angeal with just a tail.]
[Normally when he sees Dimitri, Angeal likes to sign as much as he speaks out loud- it's nice to exercise the skill, and just feels good besides. But since he's holding Mithrun's hand... he holds back for now, and just talks.]
Hey. Remember when you asked me about Molik? Well, I've found who has him stuck around in the passenger's seat.
[ Dimitri's ear turns first when someone enters his small office off the main building. The quill in his clawed fingers pauses, and he finally lifts his head. Ah, Angeal. Scooting out his chair, he stands, signing a greeting before Angeal speaks.
Ah. He was afraid of this. ]
So Molik is amongst our number.
[ His good eye narrows just so, casting his gaze down to Mithrun, as he assumes the implication is that this one is the unfortunate host. ]
You have the displeasure of him then? You have my condolences. I presume you find me out of necessity in that he is causing undue distress to his host, then?
[Mithrun grips Angeal's hand with a force that may border on troubling. His gaze stays fixed on Dimitri - though he doesn't tilt his head at all, accounting for the difference in height with only a shift of his eyes.
That gaze only flits away for a moment, when he answers.] He is... causing distress, yes. ["Undue" makes it sound like Mithrun hasn't done anything to deserve it.]
[ 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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[Normally when he sees Dimitri, Angeal likes to sign as much as he speaks out loud- it's nice to exercise the skill, and just feels good besides. But since he's holding Mithrun's hand... he holds back for now, and just talks.]
Hey. Remember when you asked me about Molik? Well, I've found who has him stuck around in the passenger's seat.
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Ah. He was afraid of this. ]
So Molik is amongst our number.
[ His good eye narrows just so, casting his gaze down to Mithrun, as he assumes the implication is that this one is the unfortunate host. ]
You have the displeasure of him then? You have my condolences. I presume you find me out of necessity in that he is causing undue distress to his host, then?
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That gaze only flits away for a moment, when he answers.] He is... causing distress, yes. ["Undue" makes it sound like Mithrun hasn't done anything to deserve it.]
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[Hi hello the boyfriend disagrees with the assessment that it isn't]
I don't know what he's saying... but I figure if we learned a little bit more from you, maybe it would help Mithrun deal with him.
Since I'm pretty sure he's not being helpful. [Or else, well. Mithrun wouldn't have to take breaks.]
[Among other things the two of them have carefully avoided addressing.]
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What a bastard. Likely on about draconic superiority and all that. He was always so bitter...
[ He pauses a moment and then turns to Mithrun. ]
I can attempt to speak with him. If you can look me in the eye for a moment?
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He responds quietly, though, to Dimitri:] Still is.
[He considers Dimitri's recommendation - then he nods. Straightens, incrementally, and looks up to make proper eye contact.
Whatever might shut that asshole up.]
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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. ]