[open] one's home is one's.... hopefully-not-burning-like-the-actual-palace castle

[gekkajuu]

Who: Atsushi (gekkajuu) & anyone/everyone
What: A fairly subdued housewarming party! Also a chance to get some activity in while waiting for the event. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
When: Now. Ish. Now is good.
Where: Olympia, Noble District because tiger boy is moving up in the world~
Warning(s): None..? This is an open mingle, so tag each other with some (probably) lighter stuff between all the WAR and RAWR! Should things get some kind of naughty, please put proper warnings in your subject lines, thank you.

It's almost certainly not the biggest mansion in the Noble District - but who cares? Atsushi is honored (and more than a little surprised) that he got offered this housing in the first place. Carefully inquiring about the rent (because of course this had to be some kind of scam?), he was told that there wasn't any, and he could simply live there for free.

There is always that voice in the back of his head telling him "if it seems too good to be true..." - but he's trying to get better about ignoring it. After all, even if he has to go back to a simpler place to live later, there's nothing lost. So he moves in (together with some friends), tries to find his way - and organizes a housewarming party almost immediately. He could use something to distract him... and so could other people, probably.

Join him? The mansion is still pretty empty - Atsushi's previous possessions aren't enough to fill so much as his bedroom - but the kitchen is full, and there's enough furniture in the living room to make yourself comfortable, a long table decked out with food and drinks that took some effort to procure.

Some options:
- Enjoy the food! Enjoy the drink! Atsushi isn't big on alcohol, but he invited Chuuya to live here, so you can bet your ass there will be something to get drunk off.
- You're welcome to raid the kitchen, too! ... but, seriously, don't open that ribbon-tied box with a note that says "for Reign-san". Yes, those are some tasty-looking mochi - but they have a secret ingredient.
- Do you want to look around upstairs? The master bathroom is huge. Please don't have sex in other people's beds, though... Or do, I'm not your boss.
- Just do your thing, man. It's a party. Forget about the city being on fire for a few hours, and try to have fun. Or plot how to achieve peace over some nice snacks, that's also appreciated.

Floor plan, to help you visualize the place, is this - with the minor change that the office and massage rooms are combined into a single room: the guest bedroom mentioned in Atsushi's network post.

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[sullenstallion]

[He does just want to lay here, thanks. But not with his ass in the air. He heaves his body and lands on his side. There. Laying on the floor on his sides is so much more dignified.]

It's not like I've been wanting you to.

[But didn't Atsushi just say that he liked it too much? Dylas sort of like the brushing...gods, it's hard to talk about.]

I'm not having a great day, actually.

[His tone is a little venomous in that 'I'm Dylas, and I sound salty because I can' sort of way.]

[gekkajuu]

[Salty or not, it's such a Dylas thing that Atsushi feels a little amused.... or at least endeared.]

There, there. All we have to do is undress you, right?

[And then all Dylas' problems will be solved, even if Atsushi's won't.

They both needs some "advanced furry" lessons.]

[sullenstallion]

[He huffs, his nostrils flaring just a little. His tail is swinging again, but this time it's because he's agitated. The frustration is all in his head, directed at himself.]

I could break out of these clothes, but that'd be worse. So. Yeah. If my, er, tail hasn't offended you away, I can still use the help.

[He still hasn't shown off his unicorn form to Atsushi, but transforming into it indoors is not ideal for him.]

[gekkajuu]

It hasn't offended me! It was just... rubbing, and...

[Are you really doing to make him explain?!]

You should show me sometime, you know. [His not!horse form.] When you feel up to it.

[It's obvious that Dylas has bad memories associated with being in that form, but not being able to see that part of him makes Atsushi feel like he's not seeing all of Dylas - almost like Dylas is keeping secrets from him.

But it doesn't have to be now, of course. Now, Atsushi will just try to free Dylas of his shirt.]

[sullenstallion]

...We have to stop meeting like this, Tiger.

[He hasn't used the nickname in a while, but it helps alleviate the fact that Dylas is pointing out how many erections have happened between them. It's still a small miracle he didn't get one while Atsushi was pouncing on him.]

You, uh. Really want to see it? I didn't think you were that interested.

[The shirt will finally come free! Eventually. Dylas is a little bigger than when he first arrived. He enjoys working out, so it's only natural his body starts to show it a little. He wouldn't mind being more powerful. When it's off, he stretches his arms where he's sitting or kneeling.]

Finally. Your shirts are so tiny. I thought my arms were going to suffocate to death in there.

[gekkajuu]

[The nickname makes Atsushi blush in a way that blessedly has nothing to do with erections at all. He doesn't even feel all that embarrassed anymore, considering.]

Of course I'm interested. It's a part of you, isn't it?

But only if and when you feel like it.

[No pressure, just furries.

At least the shirt comes off eventually, and it's... mostly unscathed? It can be fixed, anyway! Not that Atsushi needs to bother with that, technically - he has enough money! - but growing up in poverty has made it hard for him to discard things unless it's necessary.]

Arms can't suffocate! And I'm not that tiny.

[Pout pout. We can't all have broad shoulders like you, Mr. Hung-Like-A-Horse.]

[sullenstallion]

Hnngh.

[He always makes a displeased noise whenever his heritage comes up. It's mostly reflex. It bothers him less when it comes from Atsushi; he'd never make a joke about it. Besides, Atsushi's shown his tiger self, even if that...had been a little harrowing.

He elbows Atsushi playfully after that, the corner of his lips turning up into a smirk.]

Is that right? Mine could've been the first. But...

[All this joking aside...Atsushi did bring him a spare change of clothes.]

...I can show you here. The room's empty enough. [With all the furniture out of the way, it's just an empty room.] But I won't be able to move.

[gekkajuu]

Really?

[Dylas is actually going to do it, now? Atsushi feels both nervous and excited. If Dylas won't be able to move, just how big will he get!?]

That's all right! I just want to see.

[It's not like he needs to ride you or anything. Much. Not right now...

Atsushi steps back as much as he can, pulling Dylas' change of clothes all the way off to the side as well, just in case.]

Is this far enough?

[... He may be exaggerating, but he's not doing it on purpose. He's just trying to make this as easy on Dylas as he can!]

[sullenstallion]

Yeah. ...You've shown me yours, so I guess it's only fair.

[There's some reluctance to his voice still, but if Atsushi is expecting Dylas to be excited about this? He's wrong. He's doing this for Atsushi, not because he wants to.

He stands in a spot in the room where the ceiling is the highest...the last thing he wants is for his head to get stuck in the ceiling, and even then he knows he's going to have to duck.]

Alright...don't move!

[He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. His heart starts to race, and the electricity store in his body starts to move visibly around his body, like little lightning bolts starting and ending on him. When he opens his eyes, they're entirely red...and glowing.

And then he drops his hands to the ground. The transformation itself only lasts a few seconds, but there are a number of details Atsushi can choose to pay attention to. He can watch as Dylas' toes and fingers get longer before melding, hardening painfully into powerful hooves. He can focus on how black fur erupts all over his body as he swells powerfully in size, shredding the last of his clothes off. There's how Dylas' face gets longer, too, and how his mane melds more firmly to his neck. Or maybe the fact that a horn slowly pushes out from his forehead, something that makes him cry out in pain, will catch Atsushi's attention instead.]

[sullenstallion]

[When all is said and done, there's a giant unicorn in the room. Because of the constraints, Dylas had spent the entire transformation slowly moving himself into a laying position—there's not enough room for him to stand, really. The lightning dissipates when it's over. Dylas huffs, nostrils flaring as he catches his breath.

Maybe he should've mentioned he can't talk like this?

He nickers a displeased sound before turning his face away from Atsushi. He's embarrassed, dammit. He feels huge and unimpressive, even if he's definitely the largest horse around. There are periwinkle tufts of fur on each limb. Between the black and the grey and blue, he's a literal storm of a stallion—the third Guardian who gave his life for Ventuswill: Thunderbolt.]

[gekkajuu]

[Even after the warning, Dylas' unicorn form is a lot bigger than Atsushi had imagined. The black is unexpected, too, even if it seems like a good fit for the lightning theme. Like this, Dylas' hair is really the perfect color for it.

But really, none of that strikes Atsushi as much as the pain Dylas is obviously in while he transforms. He wasn't expecting that at all, and it hurts just to watch it.

When the transformation is complete, Atsushi steps closer, reaching out to very carefully put a hand on Dylas' face, between his horn and his nose.]

I'm sorry... I didn't think it would hurt.

[His own transformations never did, as far as he was aware. (Then again, could he really be sure about his full transformations, when he retains no memories of them?)]

[sullenstallion]

[It does hurt. The process of going from human to monster should hurt, Dylas thinks. After all, he's no true unicorn—if the Orbiters had given this form power, too, he'd be capable of so many things, things he can barely remember. His horn isn't magic, it stabs, and he lacks any ability to heal whatsoever.

He turns his massive head back towards Atsushi when he steps closer, and he lowers it so he's easier to reach when he's touched. His ears flick in the direction of Atsushi's voice as he watches him with one eye. Dylas shakes his head—no, it's fine, it doesn't hurt that much. The clothes got it worse than he did, and now remnants of what used to be Atsushi's pants and his underwear are strewn about the room for the next tenant to deal with.

But aside from making his face easier to reach, he doesn't move or whinny or anything like that. He watches Atsushi for a reaction instead. He's the one who wanted to see this.]

[gekkajuu]

You look different from what I'd imagined, somehow...

[Is that a bad thing to say? Maybe it is, but he doesn't mean it in a bad way, so he doesn't think of it like that.]

And you really are big... It's very impressive.

[There's a lot of Dylas to touch, but not a lot of room to move around, and Atsushi doesn't want to touch just anywhere. It feels important, somehow, to stay where Dylas can see him - and stop him. Anywhere else would feel like cornering him.

Atsushi does move a little, though, reaching for Dylas' neck and stroking as far down it as he can reach.]

[sullenstallion]

[That's an answer he expected. Dylas lowers his head. Of course, Atsushi probably pictured something more...majestic? He might not be as monstrous as Dolce or Leon were, but he must look terrifying, right? No one would mistake him for a normal steed.

It hurts as he jumps to the conclusion that Atsushi doesn't like how he looks.

Physically, he feels...mostly comfortable. His horn could get stuck in the ceiling if he suddenly jerked his head straight up, so he's trying to avoid that. He huffs and nickers softly when Atsushi starts petting his neck. If he's intimidating or unpleasing in this form, maybe he can...act cuter? What the fuck is acting cuter?

He turns his head suddenly and pushes his nose and muzzle against Atsushi's chest, nuzzling him. His horn is, uh. Pointing dangerously above his shoulder somewhere? It's not quite a near death experience, but?]

[gekkajuu]

[The suddenness of the move shocks Atsushi, but he's not nearly as afraid of that horn as he should be. The movement is what startles him - but that doesn't keep him from basically hugging Dylas' head as he's nuzzled.]

There, there...

[Okay, maybe he likes this, just a little. (Operation Cute: successful!) He puts his forehead against Dylas' massive one.]

You're a lot more honest like this, aren't you?

[..? Is it an insult? A compliment? Who knows?!]

[sullenstallion]

[What is that supposed to mean? He pulls back his face just slightly at that before huffing, nostrils flaring. 'More hones like this' because he can't talk? Or...? He has no idea what that means.

He can only stare and nicker and push his face at Atsushi again, this time less because he's trying to nuzzle and more because he's trying to push his friend over. He likes the petting (Atsushi already knows that), but he wants that last statement explained.

If only he could say that more directly.]

[gekkajuu]

[Because you're cute? And now you're showing that you're cute?? Get with the program already, Dylas!

Or push Atsushi over. That is another option.

Atsushi falls on his ass, as one does, and looks up at Dylas, somewhere between confused and upset. Was it something he said..? Meanwhile: from this angle, that horn does look a little intimidating.]

What's wrong?

[Sure, let's ask the animal who can't talk.]

[sullenstallion]

[At the question, he huffs and turns his head away like the goddamn tsundere he is. His ears flick in small, antsy motions. It's almost cute, and he turns his face just enough so that he can see Atsushi again with one eye (horse vision is weird).

And then he jerks his head away like he wasn't just checking out his reaction.

After a few more seconds of the typical Dylas attitude, he relents on faces forward again. He pulls his jerks his head towards the wall, making a 'come closer' gesture like a human might do with their neck.]

[gekkajuu]

[He really is cute. For a giant horse monster. Recognizing the tsun-ing, even if he doesn't fully understand the reasons for it, Atsushi smiles. It really is Dylas, after all...

Beckoned, he gets up and comes closer. He'll touch Dylas as soon as he can, again - just some gentle petting. He's also likely to feel up that horn a bit soon, because curiosity is a thing that happens.]

You really are impressive like this... I think you beat me in the "badass" department.

[Like there was ever any doubt - but hey, he means it as a compliment.]

you can drop this tag, I just had a funny response, so

[sullenstallion]

[More petting? Is he that soft or something? In this form, he feels more like he's 150% muscle. Everything about him is powerful from horn to hoof. If he had to be petted, he'd prefer it be in his other form...maybe Atsushi is just trying to be polite?

He's not sure. But he knows how to answer that statement. When told he beats Atsushi in the badass department, he focuses on red eye on him and nods firmly. He turns his head away after, huffing in a way that feels awfully similar to a scoff.]