forum Private RP with @TinyZombieKat (Stalkers Are Welcome, but You May Be Very Very Confused)

Started November 21, 2018 by Deleted user

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Neo watched the flickers of ember fall to the ground, his lips turned up in a slight smile.
“Mmm… oh, shit, you’re right, I do…” He sighed deeply. “I should just tell Wings to tell him.”

Braith cocked a dark brow at him, placing the wrapped meat into his bag as well. "Your Twin Telepathy hasn't told him he's being summoned yet?"

(*your)

Neo rolled his eyes. “We don’t have Twin Telepathy. Mind Readers can’t read each others minds, smart one.” He grinned. “But I’m sure M’ll pick it up the moment you step foot in the Palace.”

(shit. typing too fast.)

Grinning, Braith poked Neo in the stomach. "Oh great. Your brother is worse at staying out of other people's minds than you are." He stuck his tongue out at Neo's mock offended expression. "Would you like to purchase a wine, love? Or bring one up from the cellars?" He asked glancing towards the final tent on the road.

Neo laughed softly as Braith’s finger tapped his firm stomach. “M can’t help it. Trust me, he hates it. No, I can bring one up.” He stuck his hand out for Braith. “Would you like to teleport back, love?”

"Of course. As long as you don't drop me." Braith gripped his hand tightly, preparing for the lurch and the queasiness. Not his favorite way to travel, but he'd survive.

He and Neo disappeared with a pop and reappeared back in front of the Palace doors. Neo’s teleportation skills seemed to be smoother and more mature than what other Magic groups had.
He smiled and pushed open the front doors.

Despite Neo being well adjusted to his magic, Braith still handed him the shopping bag and darted into the palace to the nearest restroom to vomit. He emerged a few moments later, looking pale, but smiling. "Always an adventure with you."

Neo walked into the boring hallways of the Palace, humming softly as he sniffed at a pepper. He glanced up when Braith approached, straightened up, smiling back happily.
“It is, isn’t it? Are you sure you’re okay to cook?”

"Bah!" Braith brushed off Neo's worries with a pale hand. "Get your nose off my peppers! I shall be fine. Just the teleporting got me as usual." He glanced around at the pale walls and sighed. He'd have to paint them soon. "You think M has gotten the hint yet?" He asked carefully.

Neo laughed and waved his hand in return. “Teleportation Sickness. The classic.” He lifted the pepper to his nose and inhaled deeply, his eyelids fluttering as he fought back laughter.

Braith reached out and snatched the pepper back. "Enough! You'll get your cooties all over it." he said a great peal of deep laughter bursting from him.

Neo finched it back, laughing deeply with him. “It is my pepper!” He turned his back on Braith, only to jump back as he set eyes on his haughty twin, who was shouldering off his jacket.
“What in the world are you two doing?” He asked with a low growl in his voice.

Braith, in a rare display of haughtiness, stepped forward to gently take the pepper from Neo's frozen hands. "Cooking. Care to join?"

Neo’s hands clenched into fists as M’s icy gaze swept to Braith. M didn’t say anything, he just stared, and Braith got the eerie feeling of being x-rayed.
“It doesn’t seem like you are cooking,” M growled softly after a few moments, narrowing his eyes.

Braith's eyes darted to Neo and then back to M. He held his ground. "We've only just arrived home." He paused extending a hand littered with angry embers. "I'm Braith, by the way. Braith Amren. Neo's….companion." The fuck do I call myself??? A million names went through his head, but Neo had only ever called him "Love" or "Dear" and it wasn't like they were public yet. They had only talked about that this afternoon.

“Companion,” M repeated delicately, his eyes narrowing even more. “Certainly.” He shifted when he saw Braith’s angry hand, shaking a sleeve over his own skeletal hands, as if shy to take the others hand.
“It is a pleasure, I suppose.”

"Indeed. Companion." Braith bristled. He wasn't sure why he was being so defensive. He glanced at Neo again, lowering his hand. "Shall we?" He asked the men.

Neo took Braith’s hand and squeezed it, willing for him to calm down.
M shifted in his posture again and shrugged. “If I have no other choice.”

Braith almost told M that he didn't, but decided he was being too pushy. Instead he led them into the kitchen. Letting go of Neo's hand and nudging him towards his brother, he began preparations.

M and Neo gave each other disgusted looks, before turning their backs on each other. The pair, outside of work, didn’t like each other much. Neo felt M had to cheer up, perhaps by getting someone under his arm, but M was being so damn stubborn!

Braith stared at them from under his brows, knife in mid air as he was currently chopping. The chill between the brothers was almost visible in the air. By the gods…Even my brother and I are civil with each other. Forgetting for a moment that both men across from him were mind readers, he went on a mental tirade of how they were both being stubborn.

M shook himself out and paced around the room, carefully keeping his back to his twin. His twin needed to buck up and realize that he was almost incapable of love, no matter how much he might want it.
But that was thousands of years ago, when M had love. It was only once, and he doubted it would come again. Neo needed to share it.

Braith cleared his throat pointedly at Neo. He was going to have better luck convincing him to do something rather than the other man. When his love glanced his way, he raised his eyebrows and nodded his head in the direction of M. Talk to him, dammit. He mouthed.
He dropped his veggies into a pan, sassily, before going back to back his squash.

Neo’s eyes rounded and he shook his head. He had no idea how to even talk to hid twin anymore. M was either really fucking angry at everything or…. Neo didn’t know. M frightened Neo sometimes.