13 ⊙ voice - backdated to the start of the curse

[fulmination]

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

<sub>[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]</sub>

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[halfhearted]

It could be a fun challenge enticing you out of them.

[He's having fun with this game.]

I'll give you a personal tour of what I like later.

[fulmination]

And how do you plan to entice me?

_{[Everything is a game to him, pretty much.]}

I'll hold you to that.

[halfhearted]

[Giving a little smile.]

Spoilers.

[And then he'll hold out his hand.]

You're being slow.

[fulmination]

_{[And he'll take that hand a little too eagerly.]}

I prefer the term 'cautious'. I may be opening up to the idea of this... pet, but I'm still not happy.

_{[Gosh Kimblee just for that, Orion's going to headbutt his leg. Roooooooood.]}

Orion, no--

[halfhearted]

Good boy.

[Not going to let either know who he meant by that. Just giving Kimblee a squeeze as he focused ahead.]

Cautious is still being slow.

[fulmination]

Don't encourage him--!

_{[OH DEAR GOD ORION STOP HEADBUTTING THE BACK OF HIS LEGS holy shit Orion get out from between his legs Vanitas help he is on the back of a lion.]}

No! Bad! Stop that! Would you stop--?!

[halfhearted]

[Trying to keep a straight face.]

If you wanted the safest place from his face, that would probably be it.

[[Letting go to move his hand on to Kimblee's back.]

Orion. Easy.

[fulmination]

_{[Kimblee on the other hand is having none of it. He's grabbing at Vanitas' arm with one hand and using his other hand to grab onto Orion's mane.]}

Vanitas, I have a five-hundred pound carnivore between my legs. I hardly think this is the safest place!

<sub>[Orion, what are you doing now--No, he didn't say move forward, bad lion! Sit! Heel!

Kimblee's not even sure what to do, so he does what his instincts tell him to; HOLD ON FOR DEAR LIFE even if the lion isn't really moving anywhere except for shifting from paw to paw now.]</sub>

[halfhearted]

Prefer something else between your legs?

[Joking helps matters, right?]

He probably just got impatient. Isn't that right, Orion?

[Best. Boyfriend.

Reaching with is free hand to ruffle that mane.]

[fulmination]

What--

_{[At the newfound attention from Vanitas, Orion surges forward to butt his head into Vani's stomach to get some more petting. Listen to those happy little growls! Who could deny that?]}

Please--stop encouraging him!

[halfhearted]

[Whoa. Just going to keep up the petting.]

I could make it worst, you know.

[He could ask Orion for a race.]

Needy. Both of you. [He doesn't mind. It's kind of nice with someone latched on to your arm for dear life and another thing wanting pets.]

Can I take your Master, Orion?

[fulmination]

It's not my fault--

_{[That gets a louder groan from Orion as he snorts against Vanitas, immediately starting to bounce from paw to paw before he surges past the boy in order to get behind him. Nopenopenope!]}

Orion, stop! Heel! <sub>[Heel works with lions, right?






Apparently not, because that just gets him to start going in circles around Vanitas.]</sub>

[halfhearted]

[...is Kimblee still holding on?

Are they making Vanitas go in circles now?]

Could leap in to my arms.

[He wouldn't mind that and the image would probably be amusing.]</small. Want a treat Orion?

[fulmination]

_{[He let go as soon as he started moving in a circle to hold onto Orion's mane tighter. He's not going to risk sliding off and onto the ground yet.]}

And how do you expect me to do that, Vanitas?

<sub>[...Oh dear god, the mention of a treat only gets him moving faster, occasionally lifting his front paws off the ground to paw at Vanitas' shoulders once or twice. Kimblee, you are just having the worst luck with this lion today aren't you?]

I think I'm going to be sick.</sub>

[halfhearted]

[Opening his arms] Ride side saddle.

[If Kimblee could stop holding on to the cat long enough.]

As long as you're aiming away from me.

[He's trying not to laugh.]

Okay Orion. Hold still first.

[fulmination]

I never rode sidesaddle in my life!

<sub>[Oh dear god let's just try and get his face out of his mane and NOPE NOT HAPPENING.

Even Orion's protesting the command with a small roar. Vanitas, he's playing!]</sub>

[halfhearted]

...alright. Don't complain then with what I'm about to do.

[If the cat wanted to play and Kimblee isn't able to get down, then he'll play. Just going to push the cat with a hand.]

Let's do it your way.

[fulmination]

Do wh--

<sub>[Oh dear god no. Vanitas--Vanitas, stop. This isn't something Kimblee likes very much.




Especially considering how he's taking a rare moment of weakness and just buries his face into Orion's mane as the oversized housecat lifts a paw up to push back at the offending hand.]</sub>

[halfhearted]

[Look at all the attention you're getting, Orion!

Vanitas will just hook his arm around the lion's neck and just try to tackle the large cat.]

[fulmination]

<sub>[Vanitas what are you doing--

Orion takes this as a sign for roughhousing and flops over onto his side, even taking Kimblee with him. Whoops, you just got your boyfriend squished, Vani.]</sub>

Erk--! Off!

[halfhearted]

[Boyfriends are durable...right?

And he was nearly taken down with, but let go. Dropping to his hunches as he patted his lap.] Come here, Orion. Come on.

[Maybe he can get kitty to get off Kimblee?]

[fulmination]

<sub>[Extra durable in his case.

How about a nice huff and a paw swipe instead? ...Okay, eventually he rolls off of Kimblee and stretches his front paws out to slap them into Vanitas' lap.

Except Kimblee is still partially trapped. Whoops.]</sub>

Orion. Get off.

_{[...Gosh master, so rood. Fiiiiiiine, he'll just start climbing into Vani's lap instead!]}

[halfhearted]

[He's going to be sleeping on the floor, isn't he? Swiping back.

Once the cat was climbing in to his lap, Vanitas will scratch him on either side of his neck. Giving a look over to Kimblee to scope him out for damage. Look, that might be concern on Vanitas for a moment.

Ruffling that mane.]

Need a kiss better? [Back to the game.]

[fulmination]

<sub>[Or the kitchen floor.

Once he's free, Kimblee scoots back to put a few feet between himself and the pair. At least it wasn't a horse, but good lord.

And he'll just start patting himself down carefully to make sure he wasn't too banged up while pretending to ignore the look on Vanitas' face.]</sub>

No. I'm fine.

[halfhearted]

[Still giving attention to Orion as he continued to look at Kimblee. And then he'll wave him over.]

Come here. [Pointing to the spot next to him.]