I was not in the finest state to choose... [Takame was ashamed of himself. Sure, the fact that they both woke up clothed was a point in his favor but he tried not to be so careless in his drinking.
But he was weak to attractive people. Kaeya being the way he was didn't help. But Takame moved to sit on the side of the bed, his tail dragging sluggishly behind him. He'd rather move past this as if it was a one night stand, but there was work to be done.]
Terrible but it's fine. [Kaeya says as he sits up and stretches his arms up over his head. He can feel his back pop. The morning light falls over bare skin and he yawns, exposing sharp fangs.]
Mmm, a good workout will help.
[He knows exactly what he's doing. The way his shirt pulls tight across his chest as he sighs.]
[Terrible. Not surprising, Takame felt much the same but had the right face to hide it. At a glance one wouldn't be able to tell he was disgustingly hungover.
He watched Kaeya stretch, seeing the way his shirt tugged and rode up. Having a gauge of the man's personality Takame was sure he knew what he was doing. But for fear of offense, he would confirm first.]
Ah, what... did you have in mind? There is time before we must report to the alliance.
Ah. [Good thing he confirmed first. Better that what was proposed was something he knew well.] Of course. [ He nodded, but even that made his head spin...]
There... are training grounds we may use for that purpose. They are used by the Temple Knights, but I will request permission from Ser Lucia to use them as well. [Protocol was protocol, Takame was rarely one to break that, title be damned. The way Kaeya effortlessly spun ice around his fingers made him think back to his lost control and his tail twitched.]
... If you would like. [He’ll never be used to being asked permission. He was always the one asking. But a cold pack on his head for this hangover sounded delightful.]
[He twists his fingers and the ice gathers in his palm. Square cubes form in the air and become bars of ice. He hums as he closes his hand around them. Kaeya studies the ice and pulls off his gloves one after the other. He tosses them aside.]
It's best we get some kind of cloth to wrap around these. We don't want to press ice directly to the skin.
[His tail curls at the tip as he flicks his left ear.] They're going to last a while. Maybe longer than I can guess.
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But he was weak to attractive people. Kaeya being the way he was didn't help. But Takame moved to sit on the side of the bed, his tail dragging sluggishly behind him. He'd rather move past this as if it was a one night stand, but there was work to be done.]
How do you feel?
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Mmm, a good workout will help.
[He knows exactly what he's doing. The way his shirt pulls tight across his chest as he sighs.]
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He watched Kaeya stretch, seeing the way his shirt tugged and rode up. Having a gauge of the man's personality Takame was sure he knew what he was doing. But for fear of offense, he would confirm first.]
Ah, what... did you have in mind? There is time before we must report to the alliance.
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It's so simple now. He barely has to think about it. He reaches out but doesn't touch Takame.] I can make us ice packs for some of it.
They're quite useful. With your permission.
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There... are training grounds we may use for that purpose. They are used by the Temple Knights, but I will request permission from Ser Lucia to use them as well. [Protocol was protocol, Takame was rarely one to break that, title be damned. The way Kaeya effortlessly spun ice around his fingers made him think back to his lost control and his tail twitched.]
... If you would like. [He’ll never be used to being asked permission. He was always the one asking. But a cold pack on his head for this hangover sounded delightful.]
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It's best we get some kind of cloth to wrap around these. We don't want to press ice directly to the skin.
[His tail curls at the tip as he flicks his left ear.] They're going to last a while. Maybe longer than I can guess.