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The Extras ([personal profile] theextras) wrote in [community profile] taxonomites2012-07-04 12:57 pm

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

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.
thepersianyouth: (embellishment)

[Bagoas' (new) place]

[personal profile] thepersianyouth 2012-07-27 11:50 am (UTC)(link)
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."
loveawkward: (Touched)

[Bagoas' (new) place]

[personal profile] loveawkward 2012-07-27 10:32 pm (UTC)(link)
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.