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Who: Solomon Goldsmith (![[profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
sembant) & YOU.
What: Catch all for this month waddup 4/21.
When: Whenever honestly.
Where: Mostly Olympia. Olympia (if you're doing ur own thing here/unless discussed otherwise).
Warning(s): Gore(?) but nothing yet.
★ 𝓂𝒶𝓇𝓀𝑒𝓉 𝒹𝒾𝓈𝓉𝓇𝒾𝒸𝓉
[Solomon's been cordially invited to a nerd's birthday party, which means he should show up prepared. Appreciative of the third-party summons and impersonal enough to indicate he won't be staying the entire duration of. He's already holding a sack of something questionable as he peruses various inebriants. One of the worst things about this planet thus far is that none of the beverages here make sense, and the after-effects can be unpredictable.
Unless you're an old sake-drinking guy.
Currently, he's bent forward, scrutinizing an iridescent bottle of Chermugeac Mousseux -- sounds douchey enough.]
★ 𝓂𝓊𝓇𝓀𝓌𝑒𝓁𝓁 𝒽𝑜𝓁𝓁𝑜𝓌
[For all of his distaste regarding Wyver -- the smell of it, the look of it, the questionable nature of it in its entirety, Solomon spends a surprising amount of time in Murkwell Hollow. Close associates, re: Diva may be the only person on the gosh dang planet who'd know, or at least have a hunch as to why. Currently, and with purpose, he's kicking rocks (not literally) around the marsh. Same old shtick. Solomon bums around the marsh like a mallrat, irritates the local fake centipede monster(s) and gets his rocks off for the night. Feel free to have him infringe on a mission your character may be on, or catch Solomon in the midst of a heated battle with messed up appendages.
OTA fuck me up.]
sembant) & YOU. What: Catch all for this month waddup 4/21.
When: Whenever honestly.
Where: Mostly Olympia. Olympia (if you're doing ur own thing here/unless discussed otherwise).
Warning(s): Gore(?) but nothing yet.
★ 𝓂𝒶𝓇𝓀𝑒𝓉 𝒹𝒾𝓈𝓉𝓇𝒾𝒸𝓉
[Solomon's been cordially invited to a nerd's birthday party, which means he should show up prepared. Appreciative of the third-party summons and impersonal enough to indicate he won't be staying the entire duration of. He's already holding a sack of something questionable as he peruses various inebriants. One of the worst things about this planet thus far is that none of the beverages here make sense, and the after-effects can be unpredictable.
Unless you're an old sake-drinking guy.
Currently, he's bent forward, scrutinizing an iridescent bottle of Chermugeac Mousseux -- sounds douchey enough.]
★ 𝓂𝓊𝓇𝓀𝓌𝑒𝓁𝓁 𝒽𝑜𝓁𝓁𝑜𝓌
[For all of his distaste regarding Wyver -- the smell of it, the look of it, the questionable nature of it in its entirety, Solomon spends a surprising amount of time in Murkwell Hollow. Close associates, re: Diva may be the only person on the gosh dang planet who'd know, or at least have a hunch as to why. Currently, and with purpose, he's kicking rocks (not literally) around the marsh. Same old shtick. Solomon bums around the marsh like a mallrat, irritates the local fake centipede monster(s) and gets his rocks off for the night. Feel free to have him infringe on a mission your character may be on, or catch Solomon in the midst of a heated battle with messed up appendages.
OTA fuck me up.]
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He sighed, seeing this issue not going forward any time soon. ]
You were much nicer when we first met.
[ Well, no doubt the sex had been pretty excellent, there was no denying that. ]
Even if I agree, I can't stop Diva if she wants to be affectionate with me.
[ Not intimate, but affectionate, because there was a clear difference in Reign's eye. ]
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[To clarify, though it's a tough admission. He's sure Reign was under a similar influence...]
That's right, and I'm sure there's no stopping that. [She has a terrible habit of lap-climbing-into, for example.] But I expect you to have more self-control, moving forward.
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[ Reign had suspected as much, which came as a bit of a surprise to hear that admission. He would have figured Solomon would deny having enjoyed the sex, doping or otherwise. Come to think of it, it was the one time where Reign felt like he wanted to erase that from his mind. It had been both exhilarating and fun, but at the same time weird once he got to really know what kind of person Solomon was. ]
What do you expect me to do? Push Diva off me if she tries to climb onto my lap? [ No way was Reign planning to earn the ire of his Queen. ] I can attempt to limit my affectionate gestures, but I won't stop them. [ That was the most Reign could give him. At most, he'll just try not to display it when in Solomon's presence. ]
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[He could provide something more firm than ambivalent instructions, a vague threat. Some part of him expects Reign to understand boundaries in the future, post-talk.]
I do expect you to end them, if they become inappropriate. If you're uncertain of your own discretion, I don't mind maiming you where you sit.
[Should prevent future confusion if he's handless.]
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He sighed, almost feeling an oncoming headache. Was this going to be a reoccurring situation whenever they were in each other's presence? Reign didn't relish being in the same room as the Chiropteran in the future, and he was sure Solomon felt the same. ]
Again, I'll reiterate that I can't promise not to abstain all affection or similar gestures in regards to Diva, but I'll watch myself. But if Diva wants them from me, I'm not going to deny her that. I won't refuse her requests.
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I'll do the same.
[Watch...him...that is. What a creepo.]
I don't expect you to upset her. [That's not a thing he wants either...] You're far more sensible than you let on.
[An underhanded compliment of sorts. Not another death threat, at least.]
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As for Solomon being a creepy stalker watching him, that wasn't something Reign could put a stop to anyway. Might as well be on his best behaviour. ]
One has to if your life is on the line.
[ Haha. Either way, Reign made a subtle hand gesture for Solomon to put some space between them. Give him a breather, will you? ]
Anyway, I've given you my word. I expect you to let me on my way now.
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For now.]
Right.
[He'll toss a glance in reverse in taking a step-or-so from the table.]
I'll have the waiter put your meal on my tab, for the inconvenience.
[He says inconvenience but 100% feels justified, obviously.]
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How kind of you.
[ Though Reign knew better than anything that it wasn't due to Solomon's kindness that he still had his head atop his neck, or the fact that he was getting a sort of "free meal" from the man. Do they have blood on the menu? Maybe a take-away? ]
Let's not meet anytime soon, shall we?
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Let's not indeed.
[Because, of course, the only other time they'd have to come together in the future would be when he'd have to rend him into pieces for overstepping his boundaries.]
Do take care, then.