System Glitch: In The City: Ship Ahoy! [location: Osten]

[theextras]

The day of July fourth was spent dealing with annoying, static-ridden transmissions from the tablets. Hisses, bleeps, pops, and occasionally what might have been an indistinguishable voice saying something unintelligible. The interruptions ceased in the evening, and the city went back to being quiet and empty.

The fifth brought more of the same, but shortly after noon something curious happened: if one consulted the map, they'd note a dot out in the ocean. Zooming in on the dot showed that it was not one but many dots, each with a familiar name attached, and observation would show that the dots were headed toward a never-before-used ferry terminal on the Osten waterfront.

Go meet your people, Taxon, and send them to get showers post haste!


ooc: The ferry terminal is a proper building so our vampires aren't in danger of going foom.

And that's that! Thanks everyone, this plot's been ridiculous fun, now back to your regularly scheduled hijinks.

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[Bagoas' (new) place]

[loveawkward]

"You could tell me," he said, though the words died a bit on his lips as Bagoas moved.

Josef noticed so much. The sluicing of water over his skin, the fresh flash of scent. Skin and water and soap. Even beneath the sharp citrus, he could scent Bagoas' skin as he always had before they had been stranded. Before he had shared a tub with the other man.

His gaze dropped, staring down at the other man's legs as he raised the sponge to run it over one calf in those same circles meant to being soothing and still clean at the same time. It pauses though as he sink beneath the water and Josef leaned back against the coolness of the tub, just watching the other man with an intensity he was usually quick to dampen.

"I'm seeing your point," he said, smiling crookedly. Suddenly his hands, the sponge floating in the water, run over both of Bagoas' calves. "I only promised I would behave. Not that you had to."

[Bagoas' (new) place]

[thepersianyouth]

He could. Oh, but he could tell Josef a thing or two regarding how difficult he finds it to sit back and let someone else care for him. But sit back is just what he does, watching his enigmatic friend with a warm, contemplative gaze. That, and draw nonsensical patterns over Josef's chest with the tips of his toes. That he does too.

"Mhmm."

[Bagoas' (new) place]

[loveawkward]

Despite how much he savoured the feeling of Bagoas in his arms from time to time, the moments of stolen sleep below deck in one another's arms. They were moments he cherished, and those he thought of when he was hiding in the coolness of the jungle. This though, this was different.

This was nudity, and sleek, wet limbs and feelings Josef hadn't had for more years than he could count were beginning to surface.

The same feelings that had his fingers tracing over the tops of Bagoas' feet, up to brush against his knees and just barely touch his thighs before circling around to the back of his knees and tracing down his calves once more.

"Does it help to know you're doing a lot for me right now," he teased.