poly_chromatic | 136th Devotion: Walking a Mile in Someone Else's Shoes

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blood plus - solomon goldsmith

136th Devotion: Walking a Mile in Someone Else's Shoes

[Accidental Video]
[From a nearby table, a lone figure passes by... his confident stride faltering for a moment, then coming to a complete dead halt. His hand reaches up to smooth back long glossy black hair and he seems visibly disturbed...

... but this is nothing new, seeing as how it's Karl on screen.

His brow furrows, mouth pressing into a tight line of displeasure and he quickly makes his way over to his network device.]

Who... is this a sort of punishment? .......... Can I ask what I did, or is this some sort of whim on your part? You know who I'm talking to, my Master... ~~or is it you, My Prince, who's done this?~~

[ooc: Grab bag/'Body Swappers' curse between Solomon Goldsmith and his ~~less pretty and very unstable~~ brother, Karl Fei-Ong. As for Solomon's mind, he's still under a spell cast by Merlin which has caused amnesia and the misguided belief that he's one of ~~Kira~~ Lucifer's demons. Replies will be from

worldofhisalone]

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No, I just prefer Karl dead.

...not really. It sounds like it's kind of hard to kill him.

Well. One does have preferences~.

But please don't think I judge. Variety is the spice of life after all.

[Giving it some honest thought, this conversation doesn't sound right...]

Judge what, exactly?

[Stated as casually as one would discuss the weather. Incubi do not embarrass easily.]

Your sexual preferences, of course. My kind caters to any and all tastes...

[Hold. That needs to fully register with the kid.]

[No, no matter how many times he repeats it in his head, this conversation now sounds very, very wrong, and confusing.]

Okay. Karl's pretty and everything, but he's not my type.

I prefer [well, Sara, so] blondes.

You know... I am normally blond~. I'm certain that you'd find me far more pleasing that way. Perhaps I could even stop my pulse for you...

Ahhhh.... Are you that guy that was talking to Kira the other day? The blond one, very subservient? Karl said he was your brother?

[Sidesteps discussing Kira. Solomon obeys commands very well.]

He does claim it, but it's not true. And it depends on a person's desires as to how they wish for me to be~.

[The response is good enough for Setsuna.]

Well, yeah, you're pretty and all, but still not my type. I'm into girls. ~~[Mainly Sara.]~~

It's not unheard of for one of my kind to accommodate such a request, although we typically leave that business for our sisters. I can be anything my patron longs for...

Tell me, am I your first~?

[The insinuation is quite intentional. Who says demons can't be playful?]

[Hand, meet forehead. Kira, your kouhai's getting caught in your cross-fire. Again.]

My first time at sex? No, you wouldn't be.

But I'm gonna have to turn you down right here. My blood does strange things to you guys.

Your first time speaking with one of my kind, not that I mind discussing sex instead... but what's this about your blood?

No, it's not my first time with that, either.

Last time one of you took my blood it freaked him out, okay?

You're into blood play as well? And to consort with my kind... you're quite progressive for one so young.

[Solomon is pleasantly surprised.]

Wait! No, it's not like that!! Karl....

[This conversation has long gotten out of control, Setsuna. Head in hands again. He might even be blushing.]

I don't see why consorting with your kind is all that big a deal, there's two of you here, at least. But I haven't slept with either of you, and I'm not going to.

[No's really never concern an incubus very much. If anything, they're a challenge to be conquered, some of his kin even take it literally to the point that they use force. Instead, he gives the boy a pleasant enough smile and he focuses on other aspects of the conversation.]

Really? Who's the other one?

[Yeah, they're having two completely different conversations here.]

Karl. Who else?

Him?

[The laugh that spills ever so lightly out from Karl's lips clearly shows that the soul inside truly doesn't belong.]

No, no. Karl is deluded~. He's under the mistaken belief that we're of all things... brothers. [Again, he laughs.]

I would know if this was so, wouldn't I?

Okay, you're both nuts....

Look. If you're not what he is [he still can't say that word, and he's not even going to try], then what the hell are you?

Haven't you guessed~? People refer to my kind as incubi~.

[Someone needs to be chewed out for this - Karl? Kira? - he doesn't know who yet, but someone needs to be. He's awkwardly blushing and curling up on himself a bit. Not that Karl and Solomon aren't pretty - but NO! So much NO!]

Then we definitely have a misunderstanding. I'm not gonna sleep with you.

You'd be surprised at how many times I've heard that very same thing... but in the end, they all succumbed to the rapturous delights that only we can give. Think about it when you're alone at night~

We'll talk again soon, I'm sure~.

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