[tiny grimace. is it the mention of cycles or the very cold hand? unclear. but he reaches for a beer.]
The fertility of the Vidyadhara wasn't lost naturally, but rather an exchange, so it makes sense for there to be holdovers, especially in those who have changed the least from that time.
[Luckily Dan Feng is an easy guy (specifically for Dan Heng and one (1) other person), so he's easily distracted as he snuggles further into his warmth.]
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[He reaches for the alcohol- some cheap beers, and two bottles of really shit vodka.
A very cold hand also insinuates itself up the back of Dan Heng's clothes.]
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The fertility of the Vidyadhara wasn't lost naturally, but rather an exchange, so it makes sense for there to be holdovers, especially in those who have changed the least from that time.
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I. [He starts, quiet, curling that cold hand around Dan Heng's hip.] I could have restored it. That fertility. That night.
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fuck]
It's... better not to think about what could have been.
[leaning into him just a little more]
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That game was really awful. Awful.
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...Because of the tea?
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[Injured sniff :((]
There were- compulsions. Involved. I did not like that.
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That... makes sense, yes.
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To press his cold nose to the underside of Dan Heng's jaw!!!]
You smell like it, too. Hmph.
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You too.
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Anyway. Do you drink often? We should play a drinking game.
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[a little thrum of a growl, bordering a purr, with those teeth.]
I don't like... vulnerability.
What kind of game?
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Baiheng taught it to us, she said, it builds. Closeness...? It's named Never Have I Ever. Juvenile, I know.
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[He pops the bottle open with a claw. It smelly vaguely of paint thinner. He drinks from it anyway.]
I did crash several starskiffs...
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[dry. but reaching for the bottle himself.]
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[Surrenders the bottle!!]
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[takes a swig. wrinkles his nose.]
Never have I ever... been High Elder.
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