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auroraexpress2019-06-14 02:31 pm
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Who: heroes
When: day 30, midnight to dawn
Where: the train
[At precisely midnight a clock bell tolls, loud and mournful in the quiet night. An owl screeches, the dramatic chords of an organ start to play then are cut short in a jangle of notes.
If you're awake a hoarse voice growls, it might wake you even if you're asleep.]
Arise, heroes, and sate your hunger.
[Those not sleeping through all this will find a sudden spike in their primal urges. The needs of any form they possess may overcome reason, and the desire to slake thirsts both literal and metaphorical is intense.
If you're a wolf perhaps you want to hunt or draw close to your pack, if your taste is in blood, well. If you're just human it might be that your darker desires, possessiveness or even curiosity get the better of you in ways you don't normally let them. Desires need not be violent or sexually charged, but should be things your characters harbor at least some inclination towards wanting even if they deny it usually. Fluffy desires are still desires.
By morning light the effects will fade. And you'll all feel far less tired than you'd expect for a night partying.]
When: day 30, midnight to dawn
Where: the train
[At precisely midnight a clock bell tolls, loud and mournful in the quiet night. An owl screeches, the dramatic chords of an organ start to play then are cut short in a jangle of notes.
If you're awake a hoarse voice growls, it might wake you even if you're asleep.]
Arise, heroes, and sate your hunger.
[Those not sleeping through all this will find a sudden spike in their primal urges. The needs of any form they possess may overcome reason, and the desire to slake thirsts both literal and metaphorical is intense.
If you're a wolf perhaps you want to hunt or draw close to your pack, if your taste is in blood, well. If you're just human it might be that your darker desires, possessiveness or even curiosity get the better of you in ways you don't normally let them. Desires need not be violent or sexually charged, but should be things your characters harbor at least some inclination towards wanting even if they deny it usually. Fluffy desires are still desires.
By morning light the effects will fade. And you'll all feel far less tired than you'd expect for a night partying.]

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If it gets bad he'll step it up but otherwise he fights at Crow's level and no higher.]
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Nice going, Crow.
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[ He can definitely tell. ]
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[ He can't wait. (He bets it's hot.) ]
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I hope so.
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How long do you think it'll take.
[ He puts his guns away. ]
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[ Is he flirting? Hell yes he's flirting. ]
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[Sex. It's sex.]
Meditation and focus can be trained into channeling me mana as well.
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[ He leans in closer to Rean. ]
I still wouldn't mind taking you up on that one.
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Well, I'm in okay condition now. It's not like it's a problem currently.
[The answer is apparently: be dumb]
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Maybe that's not the only reason I want to.
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[There is a giant lizard corpse that should be distracting and they're in a dangerous area but Rean's well aware of the surroundings and and potential ambush even while it feels like all his focus is caught by Crow in his space, his warm breath against his lips.
His heart jumps and he gives into what he wants to do anyway. It seems oddly easier to just pursue this desire suddenly.
He leans that half inch in to press his lips more firmly against Crow's, chasing that teasing promise of warmth from Crow's breath.
He's not thinking, just... reacting, at the moment.]
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Crow's reacting, but he's also thinking-- thinking of how much he really wants Rean in this moment. ]
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That he can keenly feel Crow's arousal is certainly fueling his own, his thoughts preoccupied with Crow.]
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Crow's lips part easily for Rean's tongue and he lightly hums his pleasure, tangling his tongue with Rean's as he explores Crow's mouth. There's a tree visible in the corner of his eye, so Crow angles himself to push Rean in that direction, to get him against the tree and press into him without ever stopping the kiss for even the briefest of moments. ]
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He's already half hard if Crow presses close enough to feel it. And he's not breaking the kiss if Crow isn't, even as his breath grows fast and short.]
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It's been a long, long, long time for Rean so the combination of Crow's touches and his arousal feedback is making him... a lot more reactive than a little making out should justify. Plus, there's something about Crow that Rean just... can't help being deeply into.]
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