Haha. My well never runs dry, or something like that.
[ or maybe he's just really nosy... it's hard to say... (he's really nosy) ]
Consider me ever a provider of services. [ there's a light chuckle, and he sets his hands on the prayer book so none of said prayers can be seen. maybe he does take his job seriously. it is hard to say 75% of the time - but he smiles down at nodd, a twinkle in his eye. ] One might say I have the nose for it.
nodd and sae together always forgetting he really is a short king and temenos is one of the last 178s remaining. why can't the priest lose 40cm from a curse? that would make nodd's life exponentially better. how does one leer from down here? ]
Sure, but you know what they say about all service and no play.
[ there's a light chuckle. ] I've the feeling you know one far more than the other.
[ service over play.
the unfortunate thing is this is just the kind of dialogue that he says at all times. unnecessary. if he's being leered at he doesn't notice, or he just raises an eyebrow, mouth pulled into that smug little smile. ]
Yeah, but I don't know how good that will be for you.
[ you know how simple it would be for nodd to throw this lectern aside? it's one of the smaller barriers that's been placed between him and something he wants. but people are not the same as purses, you can't simply snatch them. especially not if they matter. ]
[ temenos reaches down from his spot, eyes crinkling at the corners, mouth still pulled into that smile - and with no real warning, lightly bumps two of his fingers under nodd's chin to lift it and have him look at him properly.
he's the kind of person with a lot of gravitas, and this is no exception, so he lowers his voice when he speaks, and there's something awfully...you might even say it's flirtatious? who knows if it's on purpose. but there's a suggestiveness to the nature of temenos' words normally, let alone under a curse. like always, he's a mystery, toeing the line between something serious and bullshit, words dropped specifically to make someone interpret them.
it's almost a hum: his fingertips remain under his chin. ]
[ nodd doesn't remember much from monday post dolphin and pre waking up from the sleep curse. what he does recall is temenos on his feet, attempting to scurry away. he recalls the sensation of solace? a touch despite that week of desperate affection having passed.
he looks into temenos' eyes as directed, perfectly sweet for a shocked instant. nodd's narration was trying to talk him out of pouncing. then temenos' goes and make his mouth all dry and his heart all rattly. ]
I'm not looking for guidance.
[ voice nearly cracking. oh my gods you're in your sixties, buddy. but nodd isn't lambish! nor is he knightly. the least noble. temenos' type has a good heart and shining armor. nodd possesses different qualities. ]
[ keeping eye contact, temenos slides his fingertip under his chin, head still tilted just so towards nodd - then flicks it loose, and with a flutter of his wrist, pulls his hand away. tease. ]
You'd find I'm rather good at it. [ there's a soft chuckle as he draws away - though, admittedly, not too far. what a villain. ] Pray tell, what are you looking for?
[ are they about to kiss? nodd can't help it, his gaze flitting between temenos' eyes and lips in unmasked anticipation of something.
before he's given nothing. because temenos is a monster and that's why nodd's attraction on its own makes an impossible amount of sense. he prefers when it's doomed. ]
You. That's the only way I'd even be here.
[ admittedly, even on monday, when he met Other Lucien, he was on a temenos hunt.
[ don't think he didn't notice that. temenos is observant to a fault, and this is no different. under the influence of a curse or not, he'd catch the glance to his mouth - it's only the curse that helps him know what it's actually for.
he leans back a little bit, drumming his fingers against the lecturn before he pulls his hand back and makes a gesture, holding both of his hands out like 'ta-da'. ]
Well, here I am. [ that light, easily amused aura stays, matching the twinkle in his green-blue eyes - as he's always just a dance out of reach. ] And what can I do for you?
It's not like that. I didn't want you to do... anything.
[ if he steps to the left, there isn't a lectern and he can start shuffling around its perimeter to the priest. real sneaky-like. ]
That you don't want to do. I want to learn about the things you like. I know figuring out the truth. I know being a pain in the ass. I know being the worst-best priest I've ever met. But what else?
[ very smooth. this is clearly teasing though, smile light and playful. he is allowed to shuffle around the perimeter you are so sneaky. ]
Things that I like, hmm...? [ he puts a fingertip to his cheek, thinking. ] I like to read. I suppose I enjoy drawing. I'm afraid I've not much time for those sorts of things. Why do you ask?
Hmm. I don't know. Isn't it a bit more rewarding to base it off of observation?
[ no it is not because temenos is a giant mystery at all times and he enjoys it. "i know being a pain in the ass" - maybe that was the real knowledge all along.
he lets nodd come into his personal space, leaning one hand on the lectern, gazing down at him. you have his full attention. ]
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[ or maybe he's just really nosy... it's hard to say... (he's really nosy) ]
Consider me ever a provider of services. [ there's a light chuckle, and he sets his hands on the prayer book so none of said prayers can be seen. maybe he does take his job seriously. it is hard to say 75% of the time - but he smiles down at nodd, a twinkle in his eye. ] One might say I have the nose for it.
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nodd and sae together always forgetting he really is a short king and temenos is one of the last 178s remaining. why can't the priest lose 40cm from a curse? that would make nodd's life exponentially better.
how does one leer from down here?]Sure, but you know what they say about all service and no play.
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[ service over play.
the unfortunate thing is this is just the kind of dialogue that he says at all times. unnecessary. if he's being leered at he doesn't notice, or he just raises an eyebrow, mouth pulled into that smug little smile. ]
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I'm not against learning new things.
[ resting fingers lightly on the lectern's edge. ]
You aren't bored being alone in here?
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Are you going to keep me company?
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[ you know how simple it would be for nodd to throw this lectern aside? it's one of the smaller barriers that's been placed between him and something he wants. but people are not the same as purses, you can't simply snatch them. especially not if they matter. ]
You know I'm about as pious as a slimemold.
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[ temenos reaches down from his spot, eyes crinkling at the corners, mouth still pulled into that smile - and with no real warning, lightly bumps two of his fingers under nodd's chin to lift it and have him look at him properly.
he's the kind of person with a lot of gravitas, and this is no exception, so he lowers his voice when he speaks, and there's something awfully...you might even say it's flirtatious? who knows if it's on purpose. but there's a suggestiveness to the nature of temenos' words normally, let alone under a curse. like always, he's a mystery, toeing the line between something serious and bullshit, words dropped specifically to make someone interpret them.
it's almost a hum: his fingertips remain under his chin. ]
Perhaps a wayward lamb is in need of guidance.
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he looks into temenos' eyes as directed, perfectly sweet for a shocked instant. nodd's narration was trying to talk him out of pouncing. then temenos' goes and make his mouth all dry and his heart all rattly. ]
I'm not looking for guidance.
[ voice nearly cracking. oh my gods you're in your sixties, buddy. but nodd isn't lambish! nor is he knightly. the least noble. temenos' type has a good heart and shining armor. nodd possesses different qualities. ]
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[ keeping eye contact, temenos slides his fingertip under his chin, head still tilted just so towards nodd - then flicks it loose, and with a flutter of his wrist, pulls his hand away. tease. ]
You'd find I'm rather good at it. [ there's a soft chuckle as he draws away - though, admittedly, not too far. what a villain. ] Pray tell, what are you looking for?
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before he's given nothing. because temenos is a monster and that's why nodd's attraction on its own makes an impossible amount of sense. he prefers when it's doomed. ]
You. That's the only way I'd even be here.
[ admittedly, even on monday, when he met Other Lucien, he was on a temenos hunt.
gripping the edge of the lectern now. ]
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he leans back a little bit, drumming his fingers against the lecturn before he pulls his hand back and makes a gesture, holding both of his hands out like 'ta-da'. ]
Well, here I am. [ that light, easily amused aura stays, matching the twinkle in his green-blue eyes - as he's always just a dance out of reach. ] And what can I do for you?
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[ if he steps to the left, there isn't a lectern and he can start shuffling around its perimeter to the priest. real sneaky-like. ]
That you don't want to do. I want to learn about the things you like. I know figuring out the truth. I know being a pain in the ass. I know being the worst-best priest I've ever met. But what else?
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[ very smooth. this is clearly teasing though, smile light and playful. he is allowed to shuffle around the perimeter you are so sneaky. ]
Things that I like, hmm...? [ he puts a fingertip to his cheek, thinking. ] I like to read. I suppose I enjoy drawing. I'm afraid I've not much time for those sorts of things. Why do you ask?
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You didn't like my impression at the party.
[ if he stands close, that's because it's so cold and his voice has gotten quiet. ]
I need more material.
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[ no it is not because temenos is a giant mystery at all times and he enjoys it. "i know being a pain in the ass" - maybe that was the real knowledge all along.
he lets nodd come into his personal space, leaning one hand on the lectern, gazing down at him. you have his full attention. ]
Are you planning on imitating me again?