musclebeast: Vouloir ♐ Xamag (D --> Perspire)
Equius Zahhak ([personal profile] musclebeast) wrote in [community profile] exsilium2012-05-19 01:03 am

004 ♐ text : Fail to screw in lightbulbs.

D --> Are there STRONGER light bulbs somewhere in this e%ecrable place
D --> These terrible orbs of shattering pain are e%temely insufficient
D --> Or perhaps just, assistance with getting these into their sockets might be enough
biwinning: (Dying is for fools; amateurs.)

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[personal profile] biwinning 2012-05-21 01:50 am (UTC)(link)
[Ow, again.

Sollux trips once more after being hit, stumbling back to fall against the wall, and his hand immediately goes to his mouth. He bit his tongue so hard it bled, and he spits out onto the floor.

And grins again.
]

If I didn't know better, I'd thay you were holding back.
biwinning: (So I’m going to marry a tree.)

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[personal profile] biwinning 2012-05-21 02:15 am (UTC)(link)
[Sollux flinches, just enough for it to be visible, but shrugs it off.]

Maybe I am.

[He replies, licking his lips as the other gets closer.]

We are indoorsth. I'd rather not decimate my own rethpiteblock.

[Instead, Sollux grabs a fistful of Equius shirt cloth, pulling it toward him despite how close the two of them are already.]

But you'd dethtroy everything in thith building jutht the thame if it meant winning against me, right?
biwinning: (Their bones would melt like wax.)

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[personal profile] biwinning 2012-05-21 02:39 am (UTC)(link)
I'll take that ath a yeth.

[He tugs a bit once more, their mouths inches away.]

Tho how about it, Zahhak? Think you can handle thith thort of thing?
biwinning: (A violent torpedo of truth. Love or hate)

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[personal profile] biwinning 2012-05-21 02:58 am (UTC)(link)
[Sollux flushes a deep yellow for the first time, and dusts himself off as well once Equius steps away. Maybe he should leave.]

Yeah, whatever.

Jutht think on it. Theriouthly.
biwinning: (My passion is misinterpreted as anger.)

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[personal profile] biwinning 2012-05-21 03:37 am (UTC)(link)
I'm going.

[And really, he is. Cracking his neck to the side, he steps away from the mess of a desk on the floor, and starts to leave the apartment.]

Have fun cleaning.