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channellings) wrote2020-03-29 08:54 pm
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[Huaisang sighs dramatically. The most skin he's probably shown anyone was him and Wuxian with their sleeves and pants rolled up trying to catch fish when they were in Cloud Recesses.]
It's hot! I feel like I'll melt away into nothing! First this insufferable place tried to turn me to glass and now it's trying to murder me with the sun!
[The whiniest baby right here.]
If it's no trouble I'd appreciate any help, any suggestions. Please.
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[his turn for theatrics; klaus gasps exaggeratedly, inhaling as much as he can then huffing out a laugh.] How ridiculous, there's nothing wrong with wearing a t-shirt and some shorts when it's hotter than balls outside! Better shameful than overheating, after all.
How's your arm doing, anyway?
[a long, thoughtful hum comes from the other end of the device, followed by an approving noise.] Yeah, alright, bring me what you got and we'll work something out.
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[He can sense the theatrics and is happy to play along.]
It doesn't get hot like this back home, so wearing things like you do would be seen as improper. We're not home so I don't care, I'm hot and I don't want to keep sweating to death.
[Oh uh. Arm. Yeah.]
Still gone. Just a gross scar at my shoulder, but I guess it doesn't hurt so... [Shouldn't complain. At least he's alive. It never hurt at all through any of it, so he was lucky.]
Ah! Right now? Are you sure?
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[he's kidding. (or is he? the world may never know.)]
I hope you're taking advantage of your new cabin home and running around naked. This heat is absolutely killer, nobody should be suffering because of it, not even you. [since, like huaisang said, he's not
in kansasat home anymore, meaning there's no need for that same propriety.]Sorry that we weren't able to do more for it... but it's good it doesn't hurt and that you've still got one good arm! Any phantom pains or anything yet?
[another snort then he continues enthusiastically,] And yes, right now! Unless you've got something better to do?
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[Is this flirting? Maybe. Who can say. He'll gasp however at the idea of going about the cabin naked. Now that is indecent!]
N-No! ... have you?
[He's already gathering up everything in those thin plastic bags with the smiley faces on them. Time to make a trip!]
One is better than none, haha. [That was a pathetic laugh, but okay sure.] Nothing yet, don't know if I'd want to. Then I'd hope some how my arm was coming back.
And no just melting! Melting all day! I'll melt more as I walk over too!
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[biting back the abrupt giggle that wants to come out is difficult, but he manages, even lifts his hand to make absolute certain there's no noise. then he clears his throat, unable to help the quietest snort.]
Yeah, but not upstairs with my roomies. I have some decency, after all!
[the sound of rustling plastic catches his attention, although it's the following comment that makes him worry, has him making a soft hum of disappointment after huaisang's pitiful excuse for a laugh.] I mean... you're right about having the one. [yeah, klaus imagines that could very well be a problem in the long run.] Which is totally understandable, too.
You and me both! But it might be a little better once you get here since I stole this big ole industrial-sized fan from the gas station.
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Well uh- what if I don't know what I want right now?
[Spoken unsure and slow at first, but gradually sounding more "flirty" at the end. He's trying.]
Tsk, some decency wouldn't mean anything back home.
[Sorry Klaus. You're a bonafide whore.]
It's okay I guess... I still manage.
[And he's on his way, but he's still gonna chat it up since he's got Klaus on the phone and all.]
A big fan? I could have made you one you know.
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That's fine, you don't have to know what you want right this second. We can go at whatever pace you like.
[but klaus, however, might have a little more practice and he's not afraid to put his skills to use— which very well would make him an absolute harlot back in huaisang's world, though isn't it convenient? they don't have to worry about indecency here in the middle of bumfuck nowhere.]
Too hot for decency, [stated simply through a sigh.] Maybe when it isn't hot as balls outside, we can have more clothes on, but not today, Satan.
Wait a minute, you... know how to make industrial fans, yet didn't know what a refrigerator was?
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Not cruelly, but their home was kinda stuck up and prude so. Wuxian was probably one of the less so before Klaus.]
Right now slow is a great pace. It's too hot to be fast!
[Ha, nice way to tie it all back around.]
... huh? I don't know what an industrial fan is, but I could make you a fan like mine. Not as good quality of course, this place doesn't have the best paper like I do back home.
[A dramatic sigh, then-]
Wait who's Satan?
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God, you can say that again! I miss central air-conditioning so bad right now. [he huffs a long, suffering sigh himself and thumps back onto the floor.] A fan like yours... oh! Oh no, this fan is a bit different than that one, sweetheart.
This one's, like, automatic? Remember when I explained how the fridge ran on electricity? That's what an industrial fan does.
[sort of? it'll be easier to explain once huaisang's here but satan, however, will probably be difficult in every sense.] Half-man, half-goat, red skin and little pointed tail? Come on, man, you gotta know something like that.
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Not that Klaus isn't perfectly interesting all on his own.]
Y... eaaah? Everything sounds so much bigger and fancier where you're from, with this electricity stuff.
[Guess who's at your doorstep now. Klaus may hear a 'WHA?!', depending on where he is in the cabin.]
That sounds like something wicked and terrible! A demon! Oh-
[He puts his phone between his shoulder and ear and knocks on the door. It dawns on him then he could have literally just told Klaus he's there over the phone. Whelp.]
I'm gonna be red like Satan too if you don't let me in soon. I'll roast out here!
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That's probably because it is. [like, not to sound rude or anything—] To tell you the truth, I come from a pretty futuristic time... but magic still exists!
[oh, he hears it alright, is already headed toward the door while huaisang continues and gets there right as he knocks. rather than answer through the phone, he ends the call, tucks the device into the back pocket of his jeans, and swings the door open with a flourish.] No worries, I've got some fancy green goo that'll help if you did happen to get sunburnt, and I don't think you'll be growing horns or hooves anytime soon.
[after stepping aside, klaus gestures him in with his free hand, nudges the door shut again once he's inside then heads toward the kitchen.] I'm gonna grab some drinks! My room is in the basement, [and he motions toward the hallway,] if you wanna head down there now.
Or if you wanna wait, that's cool, too. [then he's back at the refrigerator, rummaging through its contents for the aforementioned items (and maybe snacks to go along with them).]
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When the call suddenly cuts off Huaisang confusingly looks at his phone and gives a questioning "Klaus?" before the door opens and: there he is!]
Gods I hope not!
[Exclaimed as he steps inside. He would very much not like to turn into any sort of demon. Thank you very much. His head swivels around looking at the inside of the cabin Klaus resides in, until he's looking where Klaus goes, recognizing an aforementioned fridge, different than the one he'd seen before, but still clearly one.]
Oh- [So his room is downstairs... the last time he went down in a basement evil ballerinas were trying to murder him. He'll glance the way Klaus pointed and decides needing to cool off trumps any of those scary memories.] I'll go now. I have to see this industrial fan of yours!
[Collect those drinks and treats Klaus, he'll go on ahead. So down the hallway he goes till he finds the stairs. Once in the basement it's easy to spot the "fan" and oh my immortals! It's like some super fast mini windmill! Huaisang comes to stand in front of it and even with all his robes on can feel the power of the fan and kneels in front of it, setting his bag of clothes aside.]
Whoa, so cooling... [Don't mind him just leaning down into it so his face gets cooled off too. He's in love.]
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but gosh, had he been aware of huaisang's traumatizing basement experience, he wouldn't have suggested he go by himself. fighting the dragon-bat with emil is what he remembers basement-wise and even then, it hadn't happened downstairs, they'd fled before that. yet huaisang goes ahead anyway, leaving klaus to finish gathering whatever else they need for their visit. hey, at least nobody can tell him he isn't a gracious host (for once). most of what he ends up with is junk food – apple slices aside – but since it's supposed to be a chill session, those seem perfect for what they're planning.
he makes his way down the steps, seem items balanced precariously, though much to even his own surprise: nothing falls or gets lost along the way. seeing huaisang knelt before the fan makes him snicker softly, head shaking while he makes his way over to the nearby beaten-looking multifunctional end table, sets down all the goodies he's brought with.]
Pretty magical, yeah? [he yoinks a sparkling beverage off the table, moves to flop onto one of the nearby cushions, legs crisscrossing as he cracks the can he's holding, takes a sip then sets it beside him.] You're more than welcome to have whatever you like, by the way! There's some fruit, a couple cheese sticks, beef jerky, trail mix... and a whole variety of drinks.
And once you're ready, we can go through the clothes you brought.
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Huaisang is enjoying the fan far too much, eyes closed and sighing happily when Klaus comes on down. If here were more like his bff Wuxian he'd probably be laying on the floor, star fished and looking half dead. Huaisang is a *gentleman* though, so he's sitting pretty while he enjoys this powerful cool air. Hearing Klaus come downstairs though he'll open his eyes to glance his way, nodding.]
It's so strong and cold. I could get a chill even in my robes!
[Honestly he'd love to be freezing right now. This is perfect. At all of the goodies Klaus has brought down with him, his attention drifts to those, head perking up as he glances over everything from where he's kneeling. As he's been significantly cooled sitting directly in front of the fan he'll shuffle over to the table and poke through the goods there, giving an excited little gasp when he sees a picture of what looks like shelled nuts on a package. A little package that is definitely meant to be tossed in a purse or lunch bag for a snack later in the day.
To Huaisang it's something familiar from home, though let's be real. Nuts are familiar in most places, but he'll take anything. Even the tiniest things. Like nuts.]
Trail... mix? What does that mean?
[Asked as he attempts to figure out how to get said nuts out. Where does it open? With a confused little frown he'll turn to Klaus.]
What's the point of trapping them in here if I can't get them out?
[If he had two hands maybe he'd have figured it out, but one handed he's got no chance.]
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frankly, if he'd come down and seen huaisang sprawled in front of the fan for the whole world to see, his literal response would've been me too! and probably doing the same thing he's already done, but with perhaps a bit more lingering glances. (what? huaisang's attractive, of course he's going to shamelessly check him out—) the fact he'd been kneeling a few minutes ago has nothing to do with it whatsoever.]
Right, though? Glad I snatched it when I had the chance. Best. Idea. Ever!
[klaus watches huaisang move toward the snacks, sipping away at his drink, half-smirking in spite of himself. for real, whatever the guy wants, he can have. if they're low on supplies house-wise later, he'll make a gas-station run and restock, no big deal. trail mix is what he picks out and it sincerely doesn't dawn on him that there might've been whole-ass different named foods in his friend's homeworld until he asks.] I... honestly couldn't tell you where they got the name from? Just know it's good stuff. [he gestures at the package, twists his hand to show huaisang should turn it around if he wants to see what all is inside.] This mix has peanuts, raisins, M&M's, almonds, aaand cashews. Don't get nearly as many of those as you should in my opinion.
[the same hand stretches out somewhat further, fingers wiggling.] Here, man, I'll help you out. Most people do the bad thing and use their teeth whenever they can't get it open, anyway.
Before you ask: guilty as charged, I've done it, too. [klaus laughs faintly and whenever huaisang hands over the bag, he finds the tiniest little cut in the package, rips it off at the corner then holds it back out.] Sometimes, your hands are full or busy or— [pause, his eyes flickering downward briefly then coming up again, a small smile quirking his lips.] Or whatever, yeah? Now you know the teeth trick.
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At the gas station place, right? Ugh, do you think there would be another one? I don't know if I can go back to melting away after feeling such bliss like this!
[Now when it comes to the little package of goodies, Huaisang does turn it over to have a peek at what's inside. A little curious frown has him wondering what the heck an M&M is, but the rest just look like nuts, though he doesn't recognize them all. Then raisins.
He'll hand the package over when Klaus shows him the bad way to open it, but hey, at least he knows how to open it now! Bad or not. When it's offered back he'll take it, peeking inside, before dumping it on the table in a little pile. Plucking up one of the little colorful coated M&Ms between finger and thumb, Huaisang gives Klaus a sly look.]
Or whatever, huh?
[And pops the candy in his mouth, sucking on and chewing it thoughtfully. Hm. Sweet, but not too sweet. He likes it.]
Is that the only teeth trick I should know?
[Just gonna put a couple nuts in his mouth too.]
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Yeah, and I dunno, they might have another? If not, you're more than welcome to borrow this one sometime. [rhys may throw a fit for a minute or two, but he'll coax him down. and besides, it's not like he said huaisang could keep the fan, he's just lending it out so his friend doesn't constantly suffer from the terrible heat.
if he asks, the easiest way to explain it is ‘crunchy, candy-coated chocolate,’ although klaus's immediate thought will be you don't know what m&m's are? perhaps his brain can work faster than his mouth and he'll correct himself, though nobody should hold their breath.
after huaisang dumps the trail mix out on the table, his initial plan is to actually lean and grab for one of the candies, but why do that when he can be a lazy bum? he activates his telekinesis instead, plucks the green m&m out of the air once it's close enough, flips it into his mouth. or whatever, he confirms with himself, yet doesn't hesitate to return the look huaisang's giving him with a coy little smirk of his own.] All depends on what you plan to do with your teeth, I guess.
Opening packages of food with them is far different than, say, using them to bite someone.
[harmless, isn't it? he didn't specify where, after all.]
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Now that I know what it is I'll have to look whenever I go there.
[And he'll keep that in mind, the borrowing that is. For now he's happy to enjoy the fan while he's here, munching away on candy and nuts as he watches Klaus use his powers. Don't mind the almost childlike glee he gets from seeing Klaus do such stupidly simple things with said powers. To him it's impressive!
Of course things go right back to flirty, but Huaisang blinks at the idea of biting someone. That sounds painful, not fun.]
Biting? Wouldn't that hurt?
[Yes, Huaisang. That's sort of the point. A little pain isn't always bad. He'll absently reach back for this plastic bag of clothes, drawing them closer and wonders what they should even start with. As nice as the fan feels, he's still too warm in these robes.]
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[alright, it's official, huaisang's one of the cutest people he's ever met in his life. magic isn't anything new around here and telekinesis surely can't be the most amazing thing his friend has seen after all, but klaus is still pleased by the enthrallment anyway. seriously, what an actual sweetheart.
though it doesn't take long for things to veer off in a more playful direction again.] Maybe, but it all depends on where you're biting and how much pressure you're using.
Some like a little, some like a lot. Whatever your preference, make sure it's done safely, with someone you trust. [he glances toward the bag as huaisang reaches for it, takes another quick swig from the can he's holding then sets it aside on the table so it doesn't accidentally get upended.] Good plan, [klaus comments, rubbing his hands together.] Let's see what we've got to work with here!
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Company would be nice, whether I need help or not. If you need a reason to get out that is.
[Just saying.]
Ohh... someone I trust, hm?
[Huaisang pulls out one of the shirts in the bag, awkwardly trying to hold it up to himself to see the design on it and how it would look on him possibly.]
... they're melting just like me.
[The little colorful popsicles. The rest of the shirts are varying degrees of terrible and amazing.]
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Hey, if you find that my company isn't actually the worst, I'll hang out with you anytime you like! [a brief pause then he grins wide.] Especially if you think you'll trust me enough with, uh, fooling around—
—oh my God. [klaus snorts, thoroughly amused by the joke but also:] Wow, that top is hella cute. [he shifts closer to huaisang, reaches to take the popsicle shirt in both hands, holds it up in front of him to consider how it'd look, how it might sit whenever it's worn. might rest a little lower on the neck than he's used to but other than that? it ought to fit him perfectly and it's far better than sweltering in those robes he's wearing.]
Don't worry, all these shirts will help you melt less. [holding the shirt in place against huaisang's chest, he reaches for the bag and withdraws one of the other ones.] And ‘better late than ugly’ is perfect.
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Wha? The worst? Do you know how boring and stuffy most people are back home?
[Huaisang gives a dramatic little sigh. He appreciates the help when Klaus is holding the shirt up for him better. He can't help the big toothy smile that spreads across his face when Klaus approves of the last one. Huaisang is sure it's some saying of some sort where his friend is from, but he still thinks it's true all the same. Punctuality is also important, but so is looking your best!]
See, Klaus you understand! I knew coming to you about this was the right idea.
[Huaisang is ready to not be melting, but maybe still a little unsure about the whole. Not being in his big thick robes any longer. Especially around someone else. Alone? Sure. Cool. While he likes Klaus it's still a new thing and all that.]
Soooo... it'll be a lot easier if you help me get out of these, it's kind of hard even getting them on in the morning.
[He'll grouse, pouting a little. Help him, but also sorry if he's kind of awkward about it while it's happening. Just a sexually repressed society back home. Unless your name is Jin Guangshan and you're a filthy whore who just pumps out bastard children like it's in style.]
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From the sound of that and your adorable little theatrics, I'm gonna assume they're way worse than I am.
[huaisang really needs to stop being such a cutie. klaus's own mouth curves into another grin and he drapes the one shirt across his leg for now, reaching to hold the popsicles back up, head tipped to the side with contemplation.] Of course! Anything to do with fashion, you've come to the right guy. [maybe he looks like a hot mess in some of his stuff but most of the time, he actually manages to pull it off anyway.
his eyebrows arch toward his hairline as soon as huaisang's telling him he'll need help out of his clothes, though.] Oh. Uh, yeah, I can help you out there, no problem.
[hopefully, he doesn't mind being checked out even more while it's happening, although klaus will do his best to be respectful if huaisang tells him not to. it isn't all that weird, he's helped people with getting dressed before, so perhaps if he looks at it like that, it's harmless? and if it makes his friend feel even less awkward, he could close his eyes.]
Let's stand up though, that'll make it easier, too.
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[Huaisang gasps questioningly, doing his best to hide a little smile behind his hand. He is a very serious boy, he has no idea what theatrics you speak of!
Now comes the main event, getting naked and trying clothes on. With help. Pushing himself up from the floor he'll stand and turns his back to Klaus. His hand reaches back at the belt around his waist.]
Wuxian helps me secure this in the morning, but most everything else I can struggle to get on. He just helps me get it all straightened out.
[And looking crisp and falling nicely. Also sorry for the like. Three to four layers. No wonder he melts.]
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