That said, he'll get the jacket off, working on undoing the cravat and the shirt beneath it. The motion is quick, practiced; something he isn't shy about doing, at any rate.]
You can see it more clearly this way.
[And that much certainly does seem to be true; one the shirt is unfastened he lets it hang open rather shrugging it off entirely, but it's still more than enough to reveal the large patches of scales snaking their way down his chest and abdomen in various places, their pattern rather striking.]
It looked like this last time as well, by the time Sanguis was at its peak.
[...all right, well. For starters, as aquatic animals go, this is far nicer to look at than his kraken tentacles (colourful as they were). He...might be biased, considering this is the first time he's seen Lysandre with his shirt open and as far as he's concerned, he needs to start hiding that jacket, but...well. Thoughts that should remain in the action brackets, etc.]
Oh, they're so pretty...
[Seriously, the way they shine when the light catches them is...rather beautiful, really.]
...you may find it's a sign that you'll feel some of the other infamous Sanguis effects a little stronger, this month. All the more reason to call me if you're uncomfortable.
[...please do not try fighting people in the street, or, you know. posting aggressively on the network.
...]
...may I?
[He knows you're likely okay with him touching them, but...well. It's still polite to ask.]
[Yeah, he knows this is not boding well for how Sanguis is going to go emotionally, but... Well, there's a reason he asked you to stay over during Cordis, buddy.
That said, he doesn't pull away, though he does seem to have to consider.]
You can, though it's sensitive where they meet the skin.
[...again, if you want to spam his inbox with emotional flailing, you're more than welcome.]
Got it.
[He will focus his touch on where the scales are the most concentrated, then, ensuring he stays away from any borders with skin. It's light, more fleeting than anything forceful; just enough to get a feel for how they've grown in.]
This is so interesting....they feel similar to Seaking scales, I think. The colours remind me of that species, too.
[....he promises he's not trying to turn you into a science project but this is. this is fascinating, okay, let him nerd at you for a bit]
I agree on the color, though there's apparently some sort of legend about them in other worlds. They swim up waterfalls or accomplish some other difficult task and they become dragons.
Well, you would know, wouldn't you? What with that handsome Gyarados of yours. Perhaps this is a prelude to next month's transformation, for you...
[...it would make sense, wouldn't it? A larger spread of the scales, representing a creature that transforms into a dragon...it would be just like Lysandre to access his exalted form as soon as possible.]
Either way, they're rather lovely, mon ami! Although I'm not surprised they like water - how do you feel, with them exposed to the air?
[Ah....goodbye, lovely scales and general shirtlessness....he'll miss you....
....and ugh, how did you work it out so quickly, it's almost like...you know him and the way he works...]
Well if I'd known that, I would've just let you keep it off.
[He will get serious, though, even if it's...difficult, to stop hiding behind the teasing comments.]
...and I know, mon ami. It's more that...
[...]
...well, I like our time-and-place strategy for discussing the...harder topics. For this sort of thing, I'd rather keep it light, you know? We deserve a balance of both. That's not to say I'm avoiding things, but...
I'm not insisting on discussing anything now. But you know how I am with accepting high praise from you.
[Because if you let him describe it, things tend to always be not that impressive, or not worth discussing, or not good enough or not perfected yet or not to his standards or- ...you get the idea.]
[...he does get the idea, thoroughly, which is why it's so frustrating...he'll compliment you, and you'll want to argue the point or just dismiss it, and it all becomes...very stupid and more than a little bit depressing. You're like the sun to him, mon ami...let him praise you...especially since you love to hit him with those extreme compliments with no warning....
...]
...I can always make it mediocre praise, instead? I'll create a few examples, if you like.
[Especially if it will amuse you! Hang on, let him have a macaron (and he'll offer the tray to you, as well - come on, have some sugar).]
Such as....hm! It is...okay, I suppose, that you can use Mega Evolution. I am mildly impressed with your skills at debate. You look slightly-above-average with your shirt open.
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....ooh. He thought you were just going to raise a sleeve, but...this is fine. This is absolutely fine.]
I'm just impressed I finally managed to get you to take that jacket off.
[He will allow you to buy him macarons if he isn't right, and you're not more comfortable with....you know, less leather.]
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That said, he'll get the jacket off, working on undoing the cravat and the shirt beneath it. The motion is quick, practiced; something he isn't shy about doing, at any rate.]
You can see it more clearly this way.
[And that much certainly does seem to be true; one the shirt is unfastened he lets it hang open rather shrugging it off entirely, but it's still more than enough to reveal the large patches of scales snaking their way down his chest and abdomen in various places, their pattern rather striking.]
It looked like this last time as well, by the time Sanguis was at its peak.
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Oh, they're so pretty...
[Seriously, the way they shine when the light catches them is...rather beautiful, really.]
...you may find it's a sign that you'll feel some of the other infamous Sanguis effects a little stronger, this month. All the more reason to call me if you're uncomfortable.
[...please do not try fighting people in the street, or, you know. posting aggressively on the network.
...]
...may I?
[He knows you're likely okay with him touching them, but...well. It's still polite to ask.]
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That said, he doesn't pull away, though he does seem to have to consider.]
You can, though it's sensitive where they meet the skin.
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Got it.
[He will focus his touch on where the scales are the most concentrated, then, ensuring he stays away from any borders with skin. It's light, more fleeting than anything forceful; just enough to get a feel for how they've grown in.]
This is so interesting....they feel similar to Seaking scales, I think. The colours remind me of that species, too.
[....he promises he's not trying to turn you into a science project but this is. this is fascinating, okay, let him nerd at you for a bit]
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I agree on the color, though there's apparently some sort of legend about them in other worlds. They swim up waterfalls or accomplish some other difficult task and they become dragons.
[Magikarp, basically.]
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[That makes sense!]
Well, you would know, wouldn't you? What with that handsome Gyarados of yours. Perhaps this is a prelude to next month's transformation, for you...
[...it would make sense, wouldn't it? A larger spread of the scales, representing a creature that transforms into a dragon...it would be just like Lysandre to access his exalted form as soon as possible.]
Either way, they're rather lovely, mon ami! Although I'm not surprised they like water - how do you feel, with them exposed to the air?
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[...Incidentally, though.]
...I received him recently, actually. Gyarados.
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[...yes, he'll be smiling slyly while he says that-
....
....wait what-]
Oh! You got him back? That's wonderful! Froakie will be so happy to know there's another water-type around! We're really overdue for a play-date.
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[...Oh, god- ]
I never got the chance to tell you, did I - about Gyarados, and what we accomplished.
We achieved Mega Evolution.
1/???
2/???
....wait wait wait WAIT WAIT DID YOU JUST. DID YOU JUST SAY YOU ACHIEVED-]
3/3
What? What? You....Gyarados, you....you did it? You managed to make him Mega Evolve?
Really?
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Would I lie to you about something like that? He Mega Evolved.
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....
you're like. not going to be surprised when he kind of yells something unintelligible and leaps on you, are you-]
I'm so happy!
[LIKE FULL ON WRAPPING HIS ARMS AROUND YOUR NECK AND CLINGING LIKE AN IDIOT-]
I always knew you'd do it! If anyone could do it I knew it would be you, my chosen one...I'm so proud....
[just. give him a minute. this is so much but it's a great so much MEGA EVOLUTION!! MEGA EVOLUTION!!!]
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...I'd hoped that would please you.
[...So much awkward patting, Augustine.]
Perhaps I can show you some time. If such things still work here, they may not.
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Really? You'd show me? Oh, we must try, Lysandre! In the Groves! Maybe sometime during Cordis? We can make a day of it!
[...HE KNOWS HE'S YELLTALKING AT 100 MILES AN HOUR, AT THE MOMENT, HE'S SO SORRY-]
Wouldn't that be fun? I can't wait to see you do it! You always were such a magnificent battler, honestly, is there anything you aren't good at?
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[He's pleased anyway, but still...]
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...I really am proud of you, you know. If the excited babbling didn't get my point across enough.
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I'm glad to hear it, Augustine. And that I was able to let you know.
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...since he's so subtle, usually, and you couldn't have worked it out without the energetic reaction but. look. it's mega evolution, it's special.]
Me too.
[And they didn't even need the goats! Look at them, getting through all these Topics.
...a quick distraction might be in order, though, so-]
You can put the jacket back on now, if you like. If you must! I will allow it.
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Well, as long as I have your permission.
[He'll at least start to do up his shirt again, although...]
...I'm all right, you know. You don't have to try to distract me.
[He knows what you're doing, okay.]
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....and ugh, how did you work it out so quickly, it's almost like...you know him and the way he works...]
Well if I'd known that, I would've just let you keep it off.
[He will get serious, though, even if it's...difficult, to stop hiding behind the teasing comments.]
...and I know, mon ami. It's more that...
[...]
...well, I like our time-and-place strategy for discussing the...harder topics. For this sort of thing, I'd rather keep it light, you know? We deserve a balance of both. That's not to say I'm avoiding things, but...
[....you. you know what he means, the words...]
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I'm not insisting on discussing anything now. But you know how I am with accepting high praise from you.
[Because if you let him describe it, things tend to always be not that impressive, or not worth discussing, or not good enough or not perfected yet or not to his standards or- ...you get the idea.]
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[...he does get the idea, thoroughly, which is why it's so frustrating...he'll compliment you, and you'll want to argue the point or just dismiss it, and it all becomes...very stupid and more than a little bit depressing. You're like the sun to him, mon ami...let him praise you...especially since you love to hit him with those extreme compliments with no warning....
...]
...I can always make it mediocre praise, instead? I'll create a few examples, if you like.
[Especially if it will amuse you! Hang on, let him have a macaron (and he'll offer the tray to you, as well - come on, have some sugar).]
Such as....hm! It is...okay, I suppose, that you can use Mega Evolution. I am mildly impressed with your skills at debate. You look slightly-above-average with your shirt open.
[......]
....what do you think? Good?
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