Luceti | Appointments

[z_jay]

This post is intended for anything that one could want to RP with Eugene.  Nothing fancy here, just a date, type, and place where you'd like to meet up with him and we'll go from there.  The only limit here is the imagination.

Stay safe out there!

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[250mhzwabl]

Little by little, the tension started to leech back out of Jack as Zevran explained himself, laid out that orderly timeline of all the mysteries flying through his mind. What had changed, and when it has changed, and most importantly what had not changed. They still cared for each other. As long as there was that, rebuilding the rest wasn't impossible. And Zevran was flat out telling them what he needed, to the point where it would be stupid or cruel to ignore it.

He offered a wan smile to the kiss, and where Eugene took Zevran's hand in his own he did the same, drawing in close enough to nearly pin their arms between them, interweaving their fingers and kissing the knuckles.

"Yeah, we didn't exactly fall in love thinking you were a pacifist," he quipped, offering a hopeful little smile, if only a glimmer of one. "But I'm all right with Gene's idea. The deal-breaker is attack - deliberate, physical, outside the battle dome stuff. Shifts still don't count. How's that."

[antivanleather]

It surprised him how much he needed that. A limit. Something to hold him in line, something to keep in mind. Cross that line and this was over. But it was something definite. A rule. He could follow rules- and this was one they all agreed upon. Not unspoken, no one of them held power over the others. He could live with that. He leaned into them both as they drew close and took a slow, shuddering breath.

"I would never. Will never. But I may have days when I need reminding why it is you find me endearing rather than enticing, yes? It just seems too good to be true to have this; to be an equal partner rather than a bit the two of you share on the side now and then." Whether they meant to make him feel so or not- that was how it seemed to him on his worse days. It was a side effect of the world he lived in, his upbringing, knowing precisely how much he was worth and why.

[z_jay]

That was a request that wasn't unheard of. Some occasions, he would like to be reminded as well, instead of being taken for granted. His smile was softened, giving Zev's hand a squeeze and maybe giving Jack a little more space to get closer before he slid his arms around them both. Jack had a tendency to have a more idealistic stake in things, and Eugene hadn't always been the best at communicating verbally to appease those. Plus, being taller made this slightly less bumbly.

"For the record, it's both, not one or the other." his hand rubbed along the spot between Zev's wings, a little hesitant, but not out of fear or anything with reservation as to what Zevran would do. He knew the man was sensitive near his ears, and wouldn't want to detract from the importance of this discussion with a distraction of sensation. But he knew from his own experience that contact could provide a further layer of comfort than just words and actions.

[250mhzwabl]

Trust Eugene to do the right thing - even if that was smushing them together in a hug that had Jack going off balance, his face abruptly planting into the side of Zevran's head, landing him with a faceful of hair and a tangle of limbs and sobriety cracking into soft, helpless laughter. Slipping an arm around Zevran's waist, he leaned back enough to meet his eyes, tension shedding off of him bit by bit.

"We can start listing reasons now, if you like." Relaxing came easily, curled up with the two of them. "Unless there's anything else on your mind?"

[antivanleather]

"That would not be remiss." He murmurs, sagging into Gene's bulk, feathers twitching a bit before he goes liquid at that soothing touch. He needed that tactile confirmation of affection, ever uncertain of this. Of his place. It never seemed quite real to him, how they were. He has been braced since the first day for something he has done or said to simply be not enough; and is gratified to find that that wasn't the case. They are fine. Even with this odd twist of disassociation, they would be fine.