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13 ⊙ voice - backdated to the start of the curse

...Would someone please tell me why there is a full-grown lion on my bed?

_{[THIS IS THE WORST JOKE IN THE UNIVERSE, VATHEON. He just about had a heart attack when he woke up to see it just

lion around.

...Oh dear lord it's moving why is it coming towards him--Yeah, that just got Kimblee to scream and judging by the sudden slamming noises, he's attempting to put as much distance as he can between himself and the oversized 'house cat'.

Anyone inside of his apartment will quickly find the alchemist pinning the door to his bedroom shut and paler than a ghost. This is an awful day why him]}

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[Uh-huh. Totally believes that. Patting his arm.]

You have more to worry about from me in small spaces. [Chomping his teeth for show.]

Stairs it is. Hear that Orion? [Hopefully he was graceful down the steps.

Shutting the door behind and leading the alchemist down the hall and to the steps.]

_{[Gosh, let him live in his little world of denial.]}

Vanitas...

_{[Totally graceful. Just look at that tail swishing! Orion pauses at the next level to look over his shoulder for the pair, then continues down the next set and continues the pattern. Slowpokes, the both of you!]}

I think he heard that. _{[A beat.]} How do your abilities work in combat? Or haven't you tried them out yet?

[If the Lion scares anyone ahead of them, then it'll make it worth the slowness.

He'll skip the biting threats for the moment.]

Because monsters would hang in the apartment.

[Being a smartass. If only he knew.]

I haven't been in combat yet to try it. Not sure if I want to either. Your might be easier. Just tell him what to do. You have a list of his skills on your badge.

You say that as if you and I aren't considered monsters in the worlds we came from.

_{[He can be a smartass right back!]}

Obviously--Perhaps we ought to find something for you to beat up.

Monsters we would seriously fight.

[Their spars don't count. Neither does the arguing.]

I could give you a demonstration now and put you to sleep. Bet that twelve year old who likes getting nasty would enjoy that.

So you're saying you wouldn't give it your all if we were to actually fight?

_{[VANITAS.... THAT

MIGHT BE A BAD THING.]}

I'm just going to pretend you're referring to yourself as far as the twelve-year old is concerned.

I didn't say that at all.

[Gosh. Don't read to into it.] Would you?

[He won't say it until Kimbutt does.]

That one with the pink hair who was appreciating the view of you in a towel.

[Rolling his eyes.]

If you see me as a twelve-year old, then I wonder what that says about you.

Of course I would.

_{[Actually that's a lie, he might hold back a bit.]}

Ah--That incident.

_{[He lightly nudges Vanitas with his hip as he goes around a corner.]} You certainly act like one from time to time.

[Oi. Just going to look at him for a moment or two before

letting go. Good job there, Kimbutt. Maybe he won't let you cling on after all.]

You're the one that likes me. You'll be mine until they all die, right?

Either until they die or I die. _[Again.]

...If I didn't want you, I wouldn't be putting forth the effort to keep you around and I wouldn't be trying to mend things after we argue.

_{[A beat.]}

You're one of the few people I genuinely care about, and you're certainly the first partner I've had that actually means something to me.

You can come back here.

[Water u doin Kimblee?

Stahp.

Sighing before he nudged the other.] You're being sappy again. [And they were on the staircase.

Waiting until the next landing before stopping and pushing him against the wall. Just going to bump his forehead against Kimblee's shoulder.

Sorry Orion. They might be taking longer.]

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Someday I may not be so lucky.

_{[He grunts slightly when his back hits the wall, but he doesn't push Vanitas away.

Instead, he just reaches his arms up to carefully wrap them around his shoulders and moves to tangle his fingers into Vanitas' hair. Orion can deal with it for a little longer--he needs this.]}

...I already told you that I was yours, didn't I?

Then don't get killed.

[Needy.]

All mine. [Placing his hands on Kimblee's hips as he tip toes up to give him a kiss.]

Or just don't let me die alone. I'll have more of a reason to fight to return.

_[Greedy.]

Yours. _{[He'll help out a bit by tugging Vanitas up a bit so he could stand on his own boots for a bit of a boost so he could return the kiss easier.]} My... _{[He fumbles a bit for the right words.]} My heart is yours.

Are you asking for my life?

[Greedy was certainly better than needy.

Hey- geez. Making a sound at the boost up. Vanitas wasn't sure how to take it. Giving another kiss as he slides his arms around the other's neck.

Wait.

wait.

Pulling back just to be able to see Kimblee's face as he churned those words over.]

...are you sure it's wise to give that to me?

No. Just that you'll be around if I find myself bleeding out or suffering from a fatal illness.

_{[He freezes up at the arms around his neck and it takes him a good minute to recover from it. This curse was knocking him back a few steps as far as physical contact went, whoops.]}

They did give you the moniker of 'halfhearted' on your badge, didn't they?

...I'll be around.

[And then he'll go kill whomever might be responsible or anyone he can blame. Geez

And he's trying not to act like he noticed the tensing up. He's five in the whole aspect of when he claims something, he can touch it as much as he likes.]

So you want to fill in the missing part?

[Sappy sap sap. Maple syrup kind of sap.]

...Good.

_{[Also good! He'll probably bitch at him about the consequences when he revived, too.

Five and twelve does make seventeen, so that works out.]}

Just until we manage to fix it completely, then I'll share it.

[He'll let him know if it was worth it or not.]

If you start buying couple's heart necklaces...

[He will tease you. A lot.

Pressing his forehead against Kimblee's.]

You spoil me.

_{[Don't go giving him ideas, Vani.]}

Tags aren't enough?

_{[He tilts his head up a bit so he could kiss his forehead.]}

Maybe I like spoiling you.

[...the tags are different. Huffing out and just rubbing his nose.]

Those are to say you're mine.

[Way different than sappy hearts.] And it's back-up.

[When he can't use a hand or something.]

I'm not complaining.

Back-up, hm?

_{[He removes one hand from Vanitas' back to straighten part of his outfit, his fingers lingering on the ruffles for a bit.]}

I haven't met a single person who would complain about being spoiled by their significant other.

[Snagging Kimblee's hand to press a kiss against that mark.] You have a scar here. Someone thought to defeat you by breaking your mark before.

[So it's back-up for that.]

So you're my significant other now?

Fortunately for me it wasn't very deep and I had a philosopher's stone on me. If he was smart he would've gone for the kill or just let those soldiers kill me, but that naïvety of his worked in my favor.

_{[He chuckles softly and turns his hand a bit to cup the side of his face.]}

What else would I be?

[Staring at him for a bit before chuckling. Tilting his head against that hand.]

Isn't that reserved for when it's really serious?

[He's just seeing what Kimblee will say. After another moment he'll nod jerk his head in direction of where they should be going.]

Do you need to cling longer or are we good to follow your partner?

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