[OVER HE'S ROLLED... And he'll take the time to stretch his arms out a little once he's freed from shibari hell, listening to his elbows pop like the old man he truly is.
A MASSAGE THOUGH what a treat! He melts in seconds, sighing out his comfort and stretching comfortably under Chuuya's hands.]
Aaah, I change my mind... You're actually the best, did you know? Really, really! You should spoil me more often.
I'll remind you that you said that next time you call me terrible... but I'll give you a workout any time you want.
[He enjoys this? It's nice having someone who likes getting wrecked this much?
Chuuya leans in to press lazy kisses along his neck as he continues to work on relaxing those muscles, brushing his hair aside, mouthing along the edge of the choker which he... still has not removed.]
Good to know you're as reliable as you are flexible!
[Someone just knock him out, god...
BUT LIKEWISE, HE ENJOYS BEING WRECKED, as you could expect from a terrible gremlin. He's just making little pleased sounds as Chuuya does his thing, wiggling in delight when he feels his mouth against his neck and the choker. He shifts just enough to be able to peer up at him from the side, clearly amused.]
You think? [He slips a finger under the band, giving it a little tug.] I'm fond of it, myself.
[He's just gonna. See how that goes over. And while he waits for a response, he tugs the choker down enough to leave a kiss at the side of his neck where the strap sits, sucking a mark there that the choker won't fully cover.
[This is cursed and i wish wwx had like one single moment of hesitation about this but UNFORTUNATELY, HE LOVES IT WHEN PEOPLE ARE POSSESSIVE OF HIM.]
Who am I to turn down such generous gifts, hm?
[This CURSED CHOKER and also this CURSED MARK. He squirms around after that though, until he's on his back again and facing Chuuya more directly. One hand moves to brush against his cheek while the other rests delicately at his hip.]
Though, I'm a little curious - who gave you that gift of yours?
[Despite loving people being possessive of him, he is not particularly possessive of others, himself. It really is just genuine curiosity and amusement rather than any hidden jealousy, god i hate him]
[He's TIRED because his dumb ass only got like 2 hours of sleep in the last 24+, but it's fine!! Sometimes you just wake up and get jamfeet because someone's murdered a demon. He still manages some sparkling energy for Chuuya though, and unfortunately for literally everyone, just trots his way on over to sit on the floor by Chuuya's chair just so he can rest his chin on his leg. He is, also unfortunately, still wearing the choker.
ANYWAY.]
Yes, yes! A couple of somethings, actually. —Well, more like one question and a general "does this sound about right to you"...! We've been theorizing a bit on what makes our dear friends tick - how they pick their targets, things like that. Considering how malicious entities tend to be, I figured it might have something to do with whatever spreads the most amount of negativity around. Is that anything you can talk about?
[unfortunately for everyone, Chuuya is into it? He raises a brow, but he grins after a moment, reaching down to idly pet the top of his head as Chuuya listens to what he has to say. Aki if he fucking does this at trial I'm coming for your life.]
You think so, huh...? Honestly, I don't know anything about how this shit usually works, it's always people using their abilities instead of actual demons or something.
[He shrugs, humming as he considers.]
I have no idea if they're that complicated or if they just like to fuck and murder.
[well i wasn't considering it before BUT NO PROMISES NOW!!!!
Anyway he's perfectly content to just hold a wholeass conversation like this apparently, though he's careful not to close his eyes because he might just doze off if he does, damn.]
Mm, figured it might be a possibility, anyway... It would almost be a little better if that applied here, haha - then we'd have something to go off of instead of it just being up to whim and whatever else. [A little wave of his hand. Demons!!]
—Anyway! If I wanted a razor wire, would it be possible to get that?
[No one should ever know what's going on inside his weird little head.]
The hosts of the demons have extra strength but it isn't like they can heal, right? I saw something about razor wire in a book earlier this week - looks like it'd leave a pretty distinct mark.
[THIS IS BAD FUCKIN KNOWLEDGE but Wei Wuxian just laughs, warmly amused. Being a cursed existence means he himself is immune to most other cursed creatures and their cursed goings-on.]
Really, now! A fair's fair sort of trade, then? Haha, the both of you seem to have a bit of a possessive streak.
[At the question, though, he rocks his head a little from one side to the other, considering.]
If I'm able to leave a mark that can't be waved away with something like "ah, we had sex" or "oh, I was injured in a break-in", it would be one more little piece of insurance that the right person is voted out, yes?
But Wei Wuxian is looking absolutely DELIGHTED by the prospect, because he is honestly a terrible human being. He sits back upright so he can clap his hands together, even!]
Ooh! That would be wonderful! Haha, I'm sure that would be an annoyance in more ways than one - good!
Exactly. I think that'll help you out, if you ever have to use it.
[another considering hum, there, wwx is making him work hard? damn.]
As far as what you're going to have to do... we could use some more networking. Give 2 questions from the living to each of the Booty Callers-- so, 4 in total-- for them to ask the dead. Then, make sure they get the answers to those questions.
[wwx's life is now running around connecting people, apparently,]
[IS HE NOT, THOUGH... In any case, he seems at least a little placated, leaning into the touch. He's still pouting, but it's the hammy pout of a fool who complains for the sake of complaining...
He also absolutely does not seem bothered by that but of course he doesn't. Still, leaning into his huffy tude:]
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