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Game 013 [Voice/Action] - "Triumphant" Return

[ The feed cuts in to the sound of coughing, and a very soft ] dammit [ before Joshua speaks into the journal, his voice somewhat hoarse and higher-pitched than usual. ]

Hanekoma, come get me. [ Mostly he just sounds exhausted. ]

[ Josh is sitting against a tree on the edge of the forest, staring at the mountains off in the distance, his journal in his lap. He looks younger... 10, maybe 12 at the oldest. He's covered in burn marks and bruises, and his clothes are completely ruffled and smattered with blood stains, not to mention a bit oversized due to him not being his usual stature. There's blood-stained bandages on his arms, and more hidden beneath his clothes. In other words, he's in bad shape.

Not to mention shivering. It's cold and snowing, and he's not dressed for the weather. ]

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[ Well, he gets a bit of a growl in response. Those fingers in his hair tighten and tug -- not quite hard enough to pry him off, but certainly enough to make his point. Sanae isn't kissing back, but he isn't about to bite Josh or shove him off, either. ]

[ Joshua ignores the intention, instead pressing his lips harder against Sanae's, giving a little grind against him. ]

[ That growl becomes a snarl, and okay he'll draw the line at grinding. Just gonna yank on Josha's hair as he tries to escape, tries to turn his head away. If he weren't pinned to the bed, he'd be getting the hell out of here, thank you very much. ]

[ Though he's got a lot more strength than he had the night before, Josh can't keep his head down any longer, but it just makes the noise he gives in response to the pull all the more prominent when there isn't another mouth in the way to muffle it. ]

[ For a moment Sanae just lies there, with his head turned away and Joshua a comfortable weight on top of him. Then he unwinds his fingers from Joshua's hair, uses his hands to sit up a bit, and gives his lips a cautious lick. Still sort of deciding whether or not he should punish Joshua, should hold all that against him. ]

... I wish you'd stop doin' that.

[ When Sanae lets go, Joshua reaches up and carelessly runs a hand through his hair. ] And I wish you'd just go along with it. You know it doesn't mean anything.

[ He just shakes his head and sits up a little more, trying to get that exasperation back: ]

By now, seems like the kissing's nothing new. Might even get me to go along with it. But not further.

It all means nothing. There's no reason to stop at any arbitrarily decided point.

It's the principle of the thing, Josh. [ Sitting up a bit more sharply, and if Joshua gets jostled because of it, too bad. ] I'll say it as many times as you want. Not gonna sleep with you.

So now you're doing it just to go against what I want? [ He giggles and folds his hands behind Sanae's neck. ] Now it's a challenge.

I'm not doing it 'cause you want it, I'm doing it 'cause I don't.

[ And he gets an arm between them, trying to steadily press Joshua away. Still doing his best with that calm casual tone, here. ]

It's not like I've never had a one-night stand, Joshua, it's that I'm not interested in one with you.

[ ~~oh yeah, it's personal. :|~~ ]

[ Then that grip behind his neck will just strengthen. ]

What's wrong with little old me?

Not something I'm attracted to, that's all.

[ Pushing. Away. The hand pressing on the guy's shoulder shifts a little, finding a new spot almost directly over his heart. Dammit Josh this was so much easier when you were too weak to stand. ]

And I'd like things between us to stay just how they are.

[ Joshua winces a little; the area is clearly still a bit sore. Still, he recovers quickly enough, his grip not letting up. ] It's only once, Sanae.

[ Sanae's interested to see just how bad the damage is, now that some healing's been done. Still, he wants Joshua out of his lap and he wants to see just how much the slices have healed up, so he'll trace a thumb across Joshua's heart, pressing just a bit. ]

I doubt it'd only happen once.

[ It takes a moment for the motion to register, and suddenly he is off of Sanae, back several feet. One arm is raised protectively in front of his chest, the other hand white as it grips the sheets beneath. There may have been a huge burst of power directed at Sanae as he pulled away, his breathing suddenly heavy. ]

[ Well, that was definitely not the reaction he was expecting. The burst of energy catches him off-guard, and Sanae only half manages to deflect it; an arm goes up to protect himself, but the blow catches him across the chest and shoulders and he's knocked back by it, ears ringing. Definitely not going to move from where his shoulders hit the pillows. ]

[ And then Hanekoma sits back up, moving slow and splaying his hands as though in surrender. Cautious, here, and startled, and a good bit of apologetic: ]

Sorry.

[ There's few seconds where Joshua is just staring, almost panicking, tensed as if he expects Sanae to lash out against him at any moment.

Then he blinks and it's gone. He relaxes, his expression sliding into one of annoyance, but he doesn't move from where he is. When he speaks, his voice is terse. ]

Don't do that.

[ He stays put and looks Joshua over, trying to process this reaction. That's... a weak spot to keep in mind, something that might come in handy, but Sanae presses that thought away quickly. He just sits. And watches. ]

I won't.

[ Josh stares a bit longer, then suddenly turns his back to Sanae. He looks down, staring at the bandages on his chest, spotty with blood from when his wounds reopened with his transformation. ]

[ His expression flickers a bit when Josh turns away, concerned and sad and faintly uncomfortable with seeing Joshua like this. Hanekoma shifts a bit on the bed, rubs the sting out of his shoulders and looks Joshua over again, carefully. ]

You want me to heal some more? Cracking you over the head probably didn't help anything. But I stayed all night.

It's fine. [ The response sounds calm enough, but Sanae probably knows Josh well enough to recognize that that was very much a Not Happy tone. He does not like that you did that and he does not like that he reacted like he did, and all the worse that it was in front of someone, even if it was Hanekoma. ]

[ He doesn't wince, but that expression falls a little further. ]

... for the record, I woulda jumped twice as much. It's only your first day back.

So you meant to make me startle. [ It isn't even a question, just a statement. He reaches up to gently trace a finger across his heart, and can't even stop the small shiver that races through him. ]

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