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Genji was raised to not offer dirty hands to people, so he assumes that extends to others as well, despite having been raised in a crime family.
"I am settling in all right, I suppose. People I know arrived here before me, such as my brother and my doctor. They have been a great help in assisting me," he hums slightly. "Did you arrive with others you knew?"
"I am settling in all right, I suppose. People I know arrived here before me, such as my brother and my doctor. They have been a great help in assisting me," he hums slightly. "Did you arrive with others you knew?"
[ genji takes them into the city, only putting hanzo down when he spots a food cart still valiantly selling treats to those that aren't as affected - or those that are, such as the man with several sticks of meat clutched in his hand and chowing down.
thankfully, there's not much of a line, so genji feels comfortable putting hanzo down. when people look at hanzo warily, genji waves a hand. ]
It is fine, he is my brother. He is just not having a good time.
thankfully, there's not much of a line, so genji feels comfortable putting hanzo down. when people look at hanzo warily, genji waves a hand. ]
It is fine, he is my brother. He is just not having a good time.
"I had a cat when I was young. It is hard, to lose them, no matter what," Genji agrees. At the comment to Ramen, he looks at her, where she sits on his shoulder, looking for all the world like a cat herself with her eyes nearly closed.
"For her... I am not sure. I know when clan members with dragons have passed, I don't remember seeing them again. Some members believed they passed on to the next generation, however."
He reaches up to scratch under her chin. "If she was someone else's before mine, she is not talking to me about it."
"For her... I am not sure. I know when clan members with dragons have passed, I don't remember seeing them again. Some members believed they passed on to the next generation, however."
He reaches up to scratch under her chin. "If she was someone else's before mine, she is not talking to me about it."
[ genji smirks a little bit more. were he in his rightest mind, he'd hand the knife back - perhaps even strike up a conversation regarding it. as it stands, while the three moons haven't driven him mad, he's still feeling their effect.
and with the way the man takes a stance, genji chuckles. ]
Since you've been so kind as to provide.
[ he's quick to crouch, and throw the knife, jumping after it. he's not actually aiming for mamoru - if for any reason he didn't catch or deflect it, it'd sail over his shoulder. ]
and with the way the man takes a stance, genji chuckles. ]
Since you've been so kind as to provide.
[ he's quick to crouch, and throw the knife, jumping after it. he's not actually aiming for mamoru - if for any reason he didn't catch or deflect it, it'd sail over his shoulder. ]
[Fine.
Since they're showing off.
And Mamoru will shake his head a day or two later, running the scene in his mind when everything seemingly seems clearer - how he disregards the jump after the blade, how he does not analyze that fluidity of motion (that can't obviously just be human, no matter how much it mimics it), how indulgent he actually felt there to counteract with a flaunt such as this one:
He doesn't move until the last second.
While the handy-dandy system in his shades projects probable trajectories of ballistic weapons, it doesn't really work with knives. But Mamoru hadn't sensed aggression in the throw. It's how he guesses the trajectory of it despite his limited sight.
Quick with a smooth flick of his wrist, he makes the flat of the sword hit the flat of the knife, making it ricochet upwards with a sharp ping!
He catches it when it comes back down easy enough between two fingers.] Pretty sure you can do better than that.
Since they're showing off.
And Mamoru will shake his head a day or two later, running the scene in his mind when everything seemingly seems clearer - how he disregards the jump after the blade, how he does not analyze that fluidity of motion (that can't obviously just be human, no matter how much it mimics it), how indulgent he actually felt there to counteract with a flaunt such as this one:
He doesn't move until the last second.
While the handy-dandy system in his shades projects probable trajectories of ballistic weapons, it doesn't really work with knives. But Mamoru hadn't sensed aggression in the throw. It's how he guesses the trajectory of it despite his limited sight.
Quick with a smooth flick of his wrist, he makes the flat of the sword hit the flat of the knife, making it ricochet upwards with a sharp ping!
He catches it when it comes back down easy enough between two fingers.] Pretty sure you can do better than that.
That's fine, guess it's time to use the superior way of greeting and getting to know one another through introductions: lots and lots of food. Lots of it.
"I see! I suppose that is much more fortunate for you, since they would know more about how this world works. Or have already settled down! Are you living with them?" Are they living together? Unlike her, where as much as she loves her family, wouldn't be caught dead living with them only because they're absolutely wild. Not that all of them are here either. "I did, my colleagues. And one of them, my former guardian, sometimes I call him older brother. So I had to learn about settling down here from scratch, along with them too. Oh, and new friends."
"I see! I suppose that is much more fortunate for you, since they would know more about how this world works. Or have already settled down! Are you living with them?" Are they living together? Unlike her, where as much as she loves her family, wouldn't be caught dead living with them only because they're absolutely wild. Not that all of them are here either. "I did, my colleagues. And one of them, my former guardian, sometimes I call him older brother. So I had to learn about settling down here from scratch, along with them too. Oh, and new friends."
He looked to Ramen and smiled curiously, even if Nisha huffed and perched his muzzle on Belias's thigh.
"Would it be rude of me to ask to pet her? I'm not even sure if it's possible or if she'll hurt me in turn - but perhaps the world works differently here." A wry smile came to his lips. "Though I have a feeling even if she was someone else's before you, she might not want to reveal it. Dragons are as wise as they are playful, or so she seems."
"Would it be rude of me to ask to pet her? I'm not even sure if it's possible or if she'll hurt me in turn - but perhaps the world works differently here." A wry smile came to his lips. "Though I have a feeling even if she was someone else's before you, she might not want to reveal it. Dragons are as wise as they are playful, or so she seems."
"Please. She's quite friendly; she likes girls more than boys, admittedly, but the only boy she dislikes is my brother."
Genji reaches out a hand to Belias, resting it on his knee. Ramen perks up and, after a glance to Genji, trots down his arm to sniff at Belias's hand. She doesn't seem to have a problem with Nisha, just with Nisha having bitten Genji.
Indeed, when Belias tries to pet her, she'll rub her whiskers against his palm affectionately.
"And you say they're wise, but she once got stuck in a ramen cup, so I doubt that."
Genji reaches out a hand to Belias, resting it on his knee. Ramen perks up and, after a glance to Genji, trots down his arm to sniff at Belias's hand. She doesn't seem to have a problem with Nisha, just with Nisha having bitten Genji.
Indeed, when Belias tries to pet her, she'll rub her whiskers against his palm affectionately.
"And you say they're wise, but she once got stuck in a ramen cup, so I doubt that."
He smiles wide, his dark eyes bright as Ramen scampers up to his hand. "Hello," he murmurs, chuckling fondly and petting her with heartfelt fondness. "We're opposites, if you truly like girls more than boys. Ah, well - it's nice to meet you nonetheless."
"Did you really catch her like that?" he asked, glancing down to Ramen and then to Genji. "What is a 'ramen cup'? Not hers, I imagine. She's a bit too small to use something to drink."
"Did you really catch her like that?" he asked, glancing down to Ramen and then to Genji. "What is a 'ramen cup'? Not hers, I imagine. She's a bit too small to use something to drink."
Genji gives a bigger smile when Belias says that. "Well, she does not speak for my tastes - I like both men and women." It's not as if Ramen is the one generating his chroma, thankfully! Ramen, for her part, gives a noise that might be a laugh, pushing her head and shoulders into Belias's hand for more patting.
Of course, she's shooting a dirty look to Genji as he gestures about the size and shape of an instant ramen cup with his hand as he speaks to Belias. "There's a type of food where I come from called instant ramen. It's in a disposable cup filled with dried noodles and seasonings, and you add hot water to create a hot meal. I was fond of it as a teenager, and I once found her in her bigger form with an empty one stuck on her head. She could have just disappeared out of it, but she stayed there instead."
Belias gives a light quirk of his head. "Well, doesn't everyone?" Or at least, that was his experience. He knew most people in Estelya were expected to like both men and women, which had always made his preferring one to be an oddity - especially as a king who needed heirs.
Though he starts a second after - "My apologies. I meant to compare myself and her, but that is curious - there are stories of those dragonborn..."
He trails off, and then shakes his head, listening more attentively to Genji's story and stifling a laugh when Ramen shoots her dirty look at him. "What a fascinating object," he ended up laughing after all, "But how big can she get, then?"
Though he starts a second after - "My apologies. I meant to compare myself and her, but that is curious - there are stories of those dragonborn..."
He trails off, and then shakes his head, listening more attentively to Genji's story and stifling a laugh when Ramen shoots her dirty look at him. "What a fascinating object," he ended up laughing after all, "But how big can she get, then?"
[Hanzo only doesn't fuss because the scent of the meat is delightful and he's looking forward to it, tail wagging. The eyes on him don't worry him so much until Genji feels the need to explain the situation.
Obviously he's not wrong, but there were better ways to explain it! Hanzo stares up at his brother, wanting to bite at his hands to be a pest, but he's got his armor on and he'd rather not spoil his meal. So he walks a few steps away and lies down nearby while Genji has to be the one to bring the food over to him.
He doesn't mind not being able to speak as much as he thought he might. Things are a whole lot simpler this way.]
Obviously he's not wrong, but there were better ways to explain it! Hanzo stares up at his brother, wanting to bite at his hands to be a pest, but he's got his armor on and he'd rather not spoil his meal. So he walks a few steps away and lies down nearby while Genji has to be the one to bring the food over to him.
He doesn't mind not being able to speak as much as he thought he might. Things are a whole lot simpler this way.]
It'd be impossible for Angela not to recognize Genji— in any costume, in any location, seeing the green glow at his shoulders beneath the suit. She's dressed as one of the flowers he's to be tending and they're to pair up, so she beelines right for him with a smile and some of those little flowers from the stalls. It shouldn't come as a surprise when the one she hands him turns pink, then a little deeper— not quite red, but near enough to it. Somewhere between family and a purer love, with a dash of lust.
It almost matches the color of the dress she twirls in for his appraisal before she lowers to take a graceful seat beside him, where they're to sit and watch the performance before being taught the steps.
"It seems I've found a wolf in sheep's clothing. Only now it's a dragon in faux dragon's clothing..?"
Hi, Genji. ♥
It almost matches the color of the dress she twirls in for his appraisal before she lowers to take a graceful seat beside him, where they're to sit and watch the performance before being taught the steps.
"It seems I've found a wolf in sheep's clothing. Only now it's a dragon in faux dragon's clothing..?"
Hi, Genji. ♥
"Not from my world. Some prefer only men or women, and are men or women themselves. Then some do not fall into such clear alignments of one gender, the other or both."
But he doesn't move to explain it too much more, more fascinated with talking about his dragon. Ramen flops her whole (small) body over one of Belias' thighs.
"She has been limited in size here, for some reason. But she's been at least fifteen feet long, before. Usually, she is only in battle when she needs to be that big." And last time she had been, it had been to counter her brothers when he and Hanzo fought.
"She is not restricted by physical limits." He reaches out to her, scratching under her chin. "But here, it seems they want her to be small."
But he doesn't move to explain it too much more, more fascinated with talking about his dragon. Ramen flops her whole (small) body over one of Belias' thighs.
"She has been limited in size here, for some reason. But she's been at least fifteen feet long, before. Usually, she is only in battle when she needs to be that big." And last time she had been, it had been to counter her brothers when he and Hanzo fought.
"She is not restricted by physical limits." He reaches out to her, scratching under her chin. "But here, it seems they want her to be small."
"Ah, yes, I'm quite familiar with gender being a bit of a murky area. That sounds like quite an interesting world... I'm an oddity in liking only men, or am considered to be. It might be a bit refreshing to have something different."
Belias brushes his fingertips across Ramen's back, just smiling as he listens. "It's certainly endearing to have her be so small, though I wouldn't know how she'd feel about that. It must make checking in on you a bit easier, without having to be - fifteen feet? Gods, I can't imagine." He laughs, shaking his head. "I think that's larger than most of my chariots at home."
Belias brushes his fingertips across Ramen's back, just smiling as he listens. "It's certainly endearing to have her be so small, though I wouldn't know how she'd feel about that. It must make checking in on you a bit easier, without having to be - fifteen feet? Gods, I can't imagine." He laughs, shaking his head. "I think that's larger than most of my chariots at home."
"Sure, she is sneakier. But I think she misses being able to dwarf me."
Ramen rolls a little, inviting a belly rub from Belias. Come on, you know you want to. Meanwhile, Genji reaches out to Nisha, offering a hand for him to smell again.
"I imagine you will find no lack of offers for partners, however. Myself included," he tells him with a little wink, but he doesn't push it. "Only if you were interested, of course."
Ramen rolls a little, inviting a belly rub from Belias. Come on, you know you want to. Meanwhile, Genji reaches out to Nisha, offering a hand for him to smell again.
"I imagine you will find no lack of offers for partners, however. Myself included," he tells him with a little wink, but he doesn't push it. "Only if you were interested, of course."
[ as long as hanzo isn't bothering anyone and no one is bothering him, genji is fine with him sitting down nearby. he makes the largest order he can, the man surprised but delighted, and in a short time they have hot, seasoned meat in a couple of paper boats, which he carries over to them.
he starts pulling sticks out of them, setting them in the paper boat in front of hanzo. ]
You cannot say I have never done anything for you. They could have been dog biscuits.
he starts pulling sticks out of them, setting them in the paper boat in front of hanzo. ]
You cannot say I have never done anything for you. They could have been dog biscuits.
He's so busy indulging Ramen with belly rubs (to which, Nisha happily inched forwards to nudge Genji's hand with his nose) that Genji's words genuinely make him give pause, dark skin turning just a bit rosy. Ah. That.
That was new. Besides the harem back home, he didn't know many (any) who would willingly lay with him - king he may be, but he wasn't exactly beloved. Not until recently, and... well... "My being like this doesn't... deter you?" he hesitated. Genji was not afflicted as he was; he could move about, despite his past injuries. Belias still found it difficult, and really, it was a wonder he was able to move himself at all, or so the healers had said.
That was new. Besides the harem back home, he didn't know many (any) who would willingly lay with him - king he may be, but he wasn't exactly beloved. Not until recently, and... well... "My being like this doesn't... deter you?" he hesitated. Genji was not afflicted as he was; he could move about, despite his past injuries. Belias still found it difficult, and really, it was a wonder he was able to move himself at all, or so the healers had said.
Genji reaches under Nisha's head to give him his own chin scratches, watching Belias out of the corner of his eye as he flushes red. The question he asks does not surprise Genji, but Genji looks at him with a genuine smile.
"It does not. It is an offer for whatever you are comfortable with. If you would like to sit and kiss for hours, that is something we could do. If you wanted to do more, there is nothing deterring me."
He gives a sheepish smile. "I may not know the best way to go about it, but that is what experimenting is for?"
"It does not. It is an offer for whatever you are comfortable with. If you would like to sit and kiss for hours, that is something we could do. If you wanted to do more, there is nothing deterring me."
He gives a sheepish smile. "I may not know the best way to go about it, but that is what experimenting is for?"
[He's hungry enough that he whines about the fact that Genji is going through the trouble of taking the meat off the sticks to feed him when he feels fully capable of getting it himself without help.
The mention of dog biscuits makes him sniff in disgust before he starts to eat the meat, deciding it's good enough to finish, but doesn't quite scratch the itch for raw meat. He supposes it'll do this time. If the craving lingers after he's returned to normal he plans to at least find some sashimi if he can.]
The mention of dog biscuits makes him sniff in disgust before he starts to eat the meat, deciding it's good enough to finish, but doesn't quite scratch the itch for raw meat. He supposes it'll do this time. If the craving lingers after he's returned to normal he plans to at least find some sashimi if he can.]
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"Kissing you for hours sounds divine," Belias said, before he could even stop himself - quiet and wistful. Nisha, listening, let out a soft whine and covered his muzzle with a paw.
Realizing what he said, he paused, and then covered his face with a hand... and laughed. At the very least, Belias knew how to laugh at himself. "My apologies. Being a king dramatically reduces the pool of available partners. My harem is one thing - this is quite another. Thank you. I would be most honored to 'experiment' with you, be it innocent or... something else."
Realizing what he said, he paused, and then covered his face with a hand... and laughed. At the very least, Belias knew how to laugh at himself. "My apologies. Being a king dramatically reduces the pool of available partners. My harem is one thing - this is quite another. Thank you. I would be most honored to 'experiment' with you, be it innocent or... something else."
[ genji is definitely showing off. he'll have to contact mamoru to apologize for it later, after this is over.
for now, though, he uses the additional grace to leap up on top of one of the fallen cerberus, and then pushes himself towards mamoru, landing behind him.
he's immediately trying to pluck that blade back out of mamoru's hands with a little chuckle. ]
I think I could as well, friend.
[ he's ready to counter a number of potential moves - to jump away from a punch or swing of a blade, to let go of the blade if mamoru moves away. ]
for now, though, he uses the additional grace to leap up on top of one of the fallen cerberus, and then pushes himself towards mamoru, landing behind him.
he's immediately trying to pluck that blade back out of mamoru's hands with a little chuckle. ]
I think I could as well, friend.
[ he's ready to counter a number of potential moves - to jump away from a punch or swing of a blade, to let go of the blade if mamoru moves away. ]
Genji gives a small laugh, his cheeks coloring red. He hands her one of his own flowers - something that starts out red and turns to a softer pink. They feel the same way about each other, and it's good to know that. He turns the fluctuating flower she gave him between his fingers.
"Perhaps I have simply dressed myself how I am on the inside." A flower cultivating dragon, apparently. "I have found a flower that seems to bloom more beautiful every day, however."
Two can play at this game, Angela.
"Perhaps I have simply dressed myself how I am on the inside." A flower cultivating dragon, apparently. "I have found a flower that seems to bloom more beautiful every day, however."
Two can play at this game, Angela.
Genji leans in a little, resting his other hand on his chin. He laughs when Belias does as well, but he doesn't seem to be laughing at him at least.
"A harem? My younger self would be quite envious," he admits freely. "But, the fun part of this place is that we can do whatever you would like. I think kissing for hours is a lovely start; we could see where it takes us beyond that."
Perhaps, after the festival - he had a feeling whisking Belias off right now wouldn't go over quite so nicely.
"A harem? My younger self would be quite envious," he admits freely. "But, the fun part of this place is that we can do whatever you would like. I think kissing for hours is a lovely start; we could see where it takes us beyond that."
Perhaps, after the festival - he had a feeling whisking Belias off right now wouldn't go over quite so nicely.
"Oh, not too envious, I would hope," he shook his head with an affectionate smile. "I am their employer and we don't always agree, nor do they always approve of my rule. It can be messy. I much would like to experience the world beyond that - so let's make it a date, shall we? I would like to try kissing you for a good time, once I'm more settled."
Especially since he wanted to be more adept at exploring the levels. If he was going to do any of that, he wanted a nice place to do it in.
Especially since he wanted to be more adept at exploring the levels. If he was going to do any of that, he wanted a nice place to do it in.
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