[He's accustomed to listening first, thinking second, and everything else comes third. He can hear the anxiety and excitement stirring in Ramuda's heart and it makes him smile. Call him mean, or call him a humble appreciator of Ramuda acting cutely and earnestly.]
Oui! And you should! I would not make a promise if I had no intention of keeping it.
[And Ramuda knows Lobelia has no problem being mean. If he didn't mean it, he'd certainly know it.]
Now, now... No need to fuss, though you are quite cute when you do. [pats for ramuda hehe] What is an onryo?
[ ramuda: i've done a lot of things and more than my fair share of promises but i've never promised myself to someone. not seriously, not like it's been between the two of them tonight.
he needs to process this and he will, but for now he's decided to just accept it as best he can. thank god for the pats honestly because it does help settle him. so does calling him cute, he knows he is thank you, but it's very much like petting him emotionally. ]
An onryo is a type of vengeful spirit. Usually they're women and they haunt their lovers who talked shit, scorned them, and forgot all about 'em as soon as they're gone.
Oui, oui. It will be my sole responsibility if I spurn you, non? I'll be careful.
[Said with a heh, but he means it.]
Hone-onna... You will need to explain that one as well. Moreover, it sounds like you have much to teach me, mon cher. I would be delighted to learn more of your native tongue.
[ ramuda gives lobelia a Look briefly but...like fuck it, he obviously trusts him even if he's fought against it this entire time, so like. it's fine. he'll get a kiss instead, because they're here now. ]
Then I'll teach you Japanese! I'm a pretty good teacher, hehe.
Will you teach me French? I know a little but only like, what's practical.
Hehe, yaaaaaaaaay! [ ramuda likes languages too, words are important! ]
I'm a smart lil' eclair so don't you worry โ .
[ though saying that aloud made him realize... ]
Hey, you have a pet name for me but I don't have one for you! [ because he doesn't tend to nickname people unless it would piss them off because sometimes they are the same person. but this is different! ]
I thiiiiiiiiiink I'll call you... bae ♥ !
[ you can absolutely hear the heart, because despite the ridiculousness of it all, ramuda does mean it with his entire heart. ]
Well when you put it like that, it doesn't sound nearly cute or sexy enough! But you're right, though it's once removed cause it's a shortened form of babe.
[ a simple explanation and one he could very well leave there, because ramuda is himself, but- ]
I've had a lot of honeys, sweeties, and cutie pies. But I've never had a bae before!
[ he's still sir not processing so much of this right now, but he can easily admit this much, that lobelia is special. ]
ramuda looks up, searching the colors and hues of lobelia's eyes. they're beautiful ramuda thinks, but no part of him is anything but easy to look at. ah, why is he bothering to even think this over at this point? lobelia has defeated him so thoroughly, so there's no point in trying to hold back now. ]
Haha...but there's a lot of me's. I'm a clone and one of many Ramuda Amemura's. But you're right in that I'm the only one that's defective, because he has emotions.
So I've been told! Many, many, times in many, many ways. Some things are just fact, right? Like that my hair's pink and that I'm a tool of Chuokhu.
[ but that isn't the answer to lobelia's question, and rather than him needing to prod like he has so many times before, ramuda smiles back and continues, expression wry. ]
But I like being this way. It makes me happy, even if I'm not sure if I know what that fully means yet. So I can be both? Human and a tool.
...maybe just one, right now. [ at least in this moment, he can believe that. ]
I see! I suppose I've felt similarly. It's a matter of mindset, oui? Sometimes what you need in the moment is not to be human... but to be a tool capable of achieving your means.
[So the tl;dr there is that he can't judge Ramuda for his way of thinking. Lobelia gets it, giving Ramuda a hair ruffle.]
And I only need you to be you! Whatever that is, I'll like you just as much. [ said with a ๅคงๅฅฝใthat's mostly fully realized, but not entirely yet. ]
Well, probably more. Cause I just keep liking you more and more...
Don't you see, mon cher? I am nothing but myself around you! Although...
[...Well. There's always his unsavory past, if Ramuda is the type who would feel like he knew his partner better by understanding their past. Lobelia doesn't mind sharing, but he won't outright volunteer it.]
...I suppose you'll like me no matter how many skeletons line my closet, oui?
I certainly hope you don't expect me to have kept count.
[Everyone remembers their first kill. It's the ones that follow that all blend together in a torrential red blur. Lobelia smiles, but it's not kind and it's not warm.]
How many people have died by my hand...? Not hundreds, but thousands. Among them, I only recall two names. Quelle honte!
[ what an interesting smile; it suits him in a way that ramuda wants to capture forever, so he does with his lips on his.
ramuda isn't a good person but he's not a bad person either. he is a creature of chaos and while he can care and does deeply, the lives of those who he doesn't have a connection with mean nothing more to him than random noise. ]
[The total lack of hesitation in volunteering this information should disturb Ramuda, Lobelia thinks... but he can't imagine it will. No, not with what he knows of him and the similar ways in which their minds operate.]
Everything else tends to blur together after a while. When they fall silent, when their cries no longer reach my ears, they simply cease to exist at all.
[ huh. ramuda wonders why, of course he wonders why it's natural, but that's the only real solid thought he has on it. he doesn't have parents and he'll never have them is part of it, but the rest is that he sees it as he does everything else. it doesn't scare him, it just intrigues him. ]
Ooooh, so I gotta make sure I'm real loud, huh? That won't be a problem cause I'm good at that!
[ he is so loud and hard to ignore. ]
But why'd you kill 'em?
[ he wonders if he would kill amayado if he had the chance. nah.
[Loud and hard to ignore is Lobelia's favorite, so yes, good luck ever annoying him. As for why, well...]
Why indeed? The answer is not so clean cut. A was quite young, in over my own head, wielding powerful magics I had yet to grasp the true weight of... It simply happened.
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Oui! And you should! I would not make a promise if I had no intention of keeping it.
[And Ramuda knows Lobelia has no problem being mean. If he didn't mean it, he'd certainly know it.]
Now, now... No need to fuss, though you are quite cute when you do. [pats for ramuda hehe] What is an onryo?
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he needs to process this and he will, but for now he's decided to just accept it as best he can. thank god for the pats honestly because it does help settle him. so does calling him cute, he knows he is thank you, but it's very much like petting him emotionally. ]
An onryo is a type of vengeful spirit. Usually they're women and they haunt their lovers who talked shit, scorned them, and forgot all about 'em as soon as they're gone.
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...C'est fascinant! A charming little tale to keep lovers honest, oui? Trรจs bien.
Though if you ask me, mon cher... it sounds suspiciously like your personal permission slip to be dramatic whenever the mood strikes.
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[ "if" says ramuda despite seeing ghosts like EVERY DAY here. let him live in his delusions. ]
I don't need a permission slip cause I never went to school, so I get to do that whenever I want! [ is this how it works? it is now. ]
Besides, I'll only turn into that if you deserve it. If not I'll be a... Hone-onna.
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[Said with a heh, but he means it.]
Hone-onna... You will need to explain that one as well. Moreover, it sounds like you have much to teach me, mon cher. I would be delighted to learn more of your native tongue.
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Then I'll teach you Japanese! I'm a pretty good teacher, hehe.
Will you teach me French? I know a little but only like, what's practical.
[ looks at other thread and looks away
he will explain the other youkai in a moment. ]
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[Hm.................. Doubtful, actually, but Ramuda would probably agree. If nothing else, Lobelia is a quick study.]
In exchange, I'll teach you my mother tongue.
[Wherever France is, Lobelia needs to pay a visit. His people...]
Ah, but while I am a good student, I am not so kind a teacher. I hope you learn quickly, mon รฉclair.
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I'm a smart lil' eclair so don't you worry โ .
[ though saying that aloud made him realize... ]
Hey, you have a pet name for me but I don't have one for you! [ because he doesn't tend to nickname people unless it would piss them off because sometimes they are the same person. but this is different! ]
I thiiiiiiiiiink I'll call you... bae ♥ !
[ you can absolutely hear the heart, because despite the ridiculousness of it all, ramuda does mean it with his entire heart. ]
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Ah, another new term. Let me guess: some variation of 'baby'?
[That's his best guess, but this is Ramuda. For all Lobelia knows, it could mean something entirely different.]
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Well when you put it like that, it doesn't sound nearly cute or sexy enough! But you're right, though it's once removed cause it's a shortened form of babe.
[ a simple explanation and one he could very well leave there, because ramuda is himself, but- ]
I've had a lot of honeys, sweeties, and cutie pies. But I've never had a bae before!
[ he's still sir not processing so much of this right now, but he can easily admit this much, that lobelia is special. ]
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[He'll take it. Bae suits him just fine.]
In that case, I'm honored to be your one and only bae. I'm a rare breed, you know.
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[ he leans up, putting his hands on his collar to pull lobelia in for a particularly deep kiss. ]
I know โ . That's why you deserve it, hehe.
But what about me? Am I your only eclair?
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Who else would there be but you? That's quite a silly question, mon cher.
[In Lobelia's eyes, at least. He's not exactly used to being the target of anyone's earnest affection... though he doesn't mind, obviously.]
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ramuda looks up, searching the colors and hues of lobelia's eyes. they're beautiful ramuda thinks, but no part of him is anything but easy to look at. ah, why is he bothering to even think this over at this point? lobelia has defeated him so thoroughly, so there's no point in trying to hold back now. ]
Haha...but there's a lot of me's. I'm a clone and one of many Ramuda Amemura's. But you're right in that I'm the only one that's defective, because he has emotions.
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And you believe that you're defective? Having feelings is human. Only naturel. Would you deny your own humanity?
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[ but that isn't the answer to lobelia's question, and rather than him needing to prod like he has so many times before, ramuda smiles back and continues, expression wry. ]
But I like being this way. It makes me happy, even if I'm not sure if I know what that fully means yet. So I can be both? Human and a tool.
...maybe just one, right now. [ at least in this moment, he can believe that. ]
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[So the tl;dr there is that he can't judge Ramuda for his way of thinking. Lobelia gets it, giving Ramuda a hair ruffle.]
But with me, I only need you to be human.
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And I only need you to be you! Whatever that is, I'll like you just as much. [ said with a ๅคงๅฅฝใthat's mostly fully realized, but not entirely yet. ]
Well, probably more. Cause I just keep liking you more and more...
[ oops, hehe. ]
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[...Well. There's always his unsavory past, if Ramuda is the type who would feel like he knew his partner better by understanding their past. Lobelia doesn't mind sharing, but he won't outright volunteer it.]
...I suppose you'll like me no matter how many skeletons line my closet, oui?
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[ of course he's curious even if he rarely is the type to pry directly. ]
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[Everyone remembers their first kill. It's the ones that follow that all blend together in a torrential red blur. Lobelia smiles, but it's not kind and it's not warm.]
How many people have died by my hand...? Not hundreds, but thousands. Among them, I only recall two names. Quelle honte!
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ramuda isn't a good person but he's not a bad person either. he is a creature of chaos and while he can care and does deeply, the lives of those who he doesn't have a connection with mean nothing more to him than random noise. ]
And those two are?
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[The total lack of hesitation in volunteering this information should disturb Ramuda, Lobelia thinks... but he can't imagine it will. No, not with what he knows of him and the similar ways in which their minds operate.]
Everything else tends to blur together after a while. When they fall silent, when their cries no longer reach my ears, they simply cease to exist at all.
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Ooooh, so I gotta make sure I'm real loud, huh? That won't be a problem cause I'm good at that!
[ he is so loud and hard to ignore. ]
But why'd you kill 'em?
[ he wonders if he would kill amayado if he had the chance. nah.
but if there was a reason to? yeah, he would. ]
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Why indeed? The answer is not so clean cut. A was quite young, in over my own head, wielding powerful magics I had yet to grasp the true weight of... It simply happened.
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