poly_chromatic | 020 - Speak Through My Speech, And Through My Blood

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020 - Speak Through My Speech, And Through My Blood - Accidental Video

[The feed snaps on in a bathroom. White tiles. Steamed-up mirror. Solomon stands there, barefoot and in trousers. His shirt is unbuttoned, exposing the smooth cut of his chest. Belt-ends dangling, top button of fly undone. The light shows up how pale and fine he is. Bright as a sunflower with curly golden hair clustered around his face. Drops of water still rolling off his skin.]

[Solomon doesn't notice the device. Quietly, his hand traces the line of his jaw, his mouth. He smiles.] .

...Always so impossible to read.

Your eyes shine. But they give nothing away. Were you made like this? Or are you just hollow inside, like a cute dead doll?

[Glimpsing the device, he smirks.]

Enjoying the weekend yet, City~? I certainly am...

[He's taking the curse eerily well. Against Solomon's sparkling appeal, Karl, with his black hair and hooded eyes, has always been the drab one. Gloomy. You have to look - keep looking - to catch his charms. So few bother to try. But now...]

[He sobers.]

A pity she isn't here...

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[Poor thing, ne said ne wouldn't accept him in Karl's body either. Never said anything about Karl in either.]

One feels as if call for lying. Would you require proof?

You claimed to be a jester. They excel at tricks and illusions. So I must be wary.

...What sort of proof can you offer?

What proof indeed...One can only think of one type of proof to provide.

And this proof would be...?

[Don't keep him in suspense!]

Why don't you come visit and One will show you?

Fine~

Where should we meet up?

[Solomon's as strong - (stronger, maybe?) - as Karl is. If the Hatter is planning an attack, Karl is confident he can handle it.]

One stays at Oh Aces.

[Silly boy, ne's a lover not a fighter--that's what armies are for.]

Then I'll see you there.

[Karl's all about fighting. It's technically what his body was modified for.]

Don't be too long; One might change one's mind in regards to the other.

[Nir body's good for very little else, or so ne's been told.]

[It doesn't take him long to arrive. He knows from Luke Valentine that Oh Aces is a sort of anti-violence sanctuary. Karl's come by there once, after a failed suicide-attempt.]

[It doesn't take him long to find Hatter. The red hair, the make-up, is brazenly eyecatching.]

Hello~

[Ne does stand out just a tad compared to the rest of the world in general. Which would be why ne had waited in public for him. ]

So you did show up after all.

[Like a red-and-black candycane, by golly.]

Of course.

[Catlike, grinning - he can't stop in this form - Karl settles in the seat before Hatter's.]

What, I wonder, do you have planned?

[Ne doubts very much that many would appreciate nem proving anything to him in such a public location. Not that ne cares.]

One did offer to prove that One was capable of, in your words, experiencing - consummating - desires. If you wish to find out...

[Ne gets up and goes to walk away.]

Follow.

A demonstration, then?

[Interesting.]

[Rising, Karl does follow. But more about of curiosity than anything. The Hatter is a strange creature. Perhaps this will afford Karl a chance of finding out what she(?) really is.]

What other way could there be for such a question? Although...

[Ne stops short and spins around to face him. He really does need to learn a thing or two. And it might help to keep things interesting longer.]

Perhaps it would be better for you to come back when you're in your own body instead.

[Tact, artistry, calculation ... Karl has no patience for any of that. If he sees something of interest, he simply wants to take.]

Fickle~

Changed your mind already?

Not at all.

[Forgive nem Karl but ne is going to reach up rubbing a hand across his cheek before slipping nir fingers into his hair.]

What good does it do to provide proof when you will just write it off to the body you are in? One does think you would believe more with your own eyes. Trust more your own body than his.

[He allows the touch a moment, smirk fixed. Then reaches in an eyeblink movement to bat the fingers playfully away. Solomon's body it may be. But it's still Karl's mind. Untoward caresses are unwelcome.]

I don't.

[He has little love for his own body. Diva never loved it. Saya saw it as nothing but a threat. He wouldn't be surprised - or concerned - if Solomon was out there tonight, mutilating it.]

[Untoward? He may have several issues with nir proof then. But ne does laugh anyway.]

Sad. Then One shall continue; although, you should still return later to verify what One has said.

[And Karl? Yeah they're still in the hallway but it's a lot less public than they were but who cares...

Have one rather aggressive redhead stepping into your space to kiss you. Teeth or not.]

[He has no qualms about privacy. Even less so, given whose form he's in. When Hatter slips up against him, he's startled. But only for a moment. He kisses back - a quick swipe of teeth - like snatching a bite at a juicy apple.]

[Drawing back, he smirks.]

Sure you're not asking me to return later so you can sample both wares?

[The Karl-body as well as the Solomon-body.]

[Better.

Ne smiles back as ne runs nir tongue over lip. Wasn't that interesting...]

One did offer to wait until you were you again, but you wish not. It would seem more that it is you who wants the second course.

Come then, shall we?

[Privacy is one thing, a bed is another and much more comfortable than the floor. Although, in a pinch it would do. Grabbing him by the hand, ne leads him the rest of the way to nir room.]

A second course depends on how pleasing the first is.

[But he makes no comment - offers no resistance - when Hatter tugs him toward the bedroom. Such a brazen thing - but it seems the type Karl ends up with. Diva was certainly no coy maiden. And Saya...]

[He brushes it off.]

[That was one fruit he never truly got to sample. Whereas Solomon did.]

Or on the outcome of our wager. If desired.

[Maybe he should take that as a sign and just go with it. Who needs boring? Or wants such meek acceptance?

Karl, you were interesting a minute ago, don't disappoint now that ne's working on taking that shirt off. Those nails of nirs are a bit of a pain but they do make pretty little marks in the fabric of his shirt while ne's undoing the buttons.]

Remains to be seen~

[Saya - the one Karl remembered in Vietnam - wasn't meek. She was a sheer destructive force, leaving carnage in her wake. Just like Diva. It's that type Karl's drawn to. Feral. Dangerous. With no qualms or inhibitions.]

[He lets Hatter tackle the buttons of his shirt. One of his own hands reaches to push the quirky hat off her red hair, fingers combing through the strands. Biting at her painted mouth, sucking on the lips and tongue - then breaking to gnaw the point of her jaw. Fangs - tongue - tracing the shell of one ear.]

[All the while, in a strangely dancelike motion, he's moving them toward the bed. Unless Hatter prefers being pinned against the wall. Or the floor.]

[Whatever works.]

Very true.

[Pretty body or not, Karl isn't really nir type though neither is his brother--neither one has the innocence ne prefers to destroy. At least he's safe from the usual outcome of those who fell into nir arms. Yet, it is wonderful to find he didn't need that push so many did, too few of nir lovers were forceful enough on their own.

There's a very annoyed noise from nir at the loss of nir hat; however, it's forgiven since he is showing such interest which is greatly appreciated. Unable to provide the same level of sensation ne does match him bite for bite until ne's pushing his shirt open and off nails leaving a trail down his back.

Ne lets him lead as he will, knowing the room well enough to place just where they are at any moment. Ne rethought for a moment, he doesn't need coaxing, and steps back against the wall to pop the first button on nir shirt.]

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