elysium immediately props himself against the doorframe with his elbow. he isn't in a maid costume, but a sexy pirate outfit, chest bare and all… just looking at thorns.
then sneezes into his arm. ]
I don't know how you wear clothes like this and not freeze at sea.
[ are the curtains up? the lights? thorns may never see this much out of him ever again, so he better get his staring in now…
well. later. something seems to occur to elysium, and he toddles over to thorns to take his hand, slipping a grocery bag over his wrist. ]
Since you've been working this whole time, you should take a break. You can supervise me and tell me if I'm moving something somewhere it shouldn't be.
[ the brothel arc fried thorns' brain for real i see
but there are the usual chips and crackers, along with some actual bakery items… elysium sure was busy. it's not all meant to be eaten over chess, but whatever you can think of is probably there.
he moves away to once again stare at his mess. is he going to find dead lover memorabilia? he's not sure how he feels about that. ]
I do. But I'm going to try to clear some of this out, too. You've got a personal storage room somewhere, right? Not everything has to live in here and watch you sleep.
[ that would be an invasion of privacy… he's just here to help. the absence of memorabilia is curious in its own right; is too hard to have immediate reminders?
thorns… 🥹 ]
It probably needs organising too, then…
[ … ]
I'll figure it out.
[ gets to work deep cleaning and essentially being marie kondo. ]
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there is an ominous knock forty minutes later. :) ]
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he walks over and opens the door... ]
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elysium immediately props himself against the doorframe with his elbow. he isn't in a maid costume, but a sexy pirate outfit, chest bare and all… just looking at thorns.
then sneezes into his arm. ]
I don't know how you wear clothes like this and not freeze at sea.
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he sets a box down. ]
You might just be extra sensitive to the cold. There's a blanket.
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why is thorns' reaction so lukewarm… ]
I thought this would add more to the immersion than a maid outfit. No?
[ he ignores the comment about a blanket. ]
I can go get changed again.
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[ ...
he gets shy after saying that because he thinks elysium is hot. dies. but he'll gesture for him to come more fully inside. ]
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but how much work has thorns gotten done in 40mins. elysium looks around to see what is left. ]
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thorns is trying to not stare at elysium's back but this is really really hard. ]
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well. later. something seems to occur to elysium, and he toddles over to thorns to take his hand, slipping a grocery bag over his wrist. ]
Since you've been working this whole time, you should take a break. You can supervise me and tell me if I'm moving something somewhere it shouldn't be.
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I'm surprised you don't have a vision in your head already.
[ admittedly thorns does want to watch elysium move around in that... his back muscles. ]
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but there are the usual chips and crackers, along with some actual bakery items… elysium sure was busy. it's not all meant to be eaten over chess, but whatever you can think of is probably there.
he moves away to once again stare at his mess. is he going to find dead lover memorabilia? he's not sure how he feels about that. ]
I do. But I'm going to try to clear some of this out, too. You've got a personal storage room somewhere, right? Not everything has to live in here and watch you sleep.
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but thorns just shrugs. ]
I put my lab supplies there.
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thorns… 🥹 ]
It probably needs organising too, then…
[ … ]
I'll figure it out.
[ gets to work deep cleaning and essentially being marie kondo. ]
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thorns watches this for like five minutes before he gets up and walks over to whatever elysium is currently doing. ]
Need help?
[ doing nothing is so hard ]
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so much for enjoying his fanservice. he just slides over a sealed box. ]
If you're not actively using anything in this, does it even need to be here?