Mm. I'm trying to be fair. That's why I asked whether this is enough for you.
[ he only looks at hien, lifting his hand to lace their fingers together before their eyes. he doesn't quite kiss it, just rests his forehead against the back. ]
[ Not just carnally, but maybe one day, Elysium will accept that--or at least, those are Hien's hopes. He's also used to having his hopes dashed, but this is not about him. He tilts his head so that he can go around their hands to kiss his cheek. ]
[ there's probably something to be said about how this is all 'elysium' is meant to be. elysium, the rhodes island operator, the man who'd wanted to be a messenger until he didn't, who lives his life flitting from one place to the next just so he leaves no imprint.
he doesn't think he's done anything with hien worth remembering. he isn't meant to be a star. ]
Missing isn't how you get more of me.
[ he tilts his head, too, to catch hien's mouth with his own.
I'm starting to think you're the one who believes I'm bad at sex.
[ he rolls his eyes. no… surely, it being a resort means there are bound to be other activities besides whatever two people can do in a private room and a bar. ]
Does it look like I'm desperate enough to force someone who obviously isn't interested?
[ if he needed it that badly, there were far less messy options available. he doesn't say that part aloud, however, his gaze fixed straight ahead despite his nebulous search for a distraction. a few minutes of wandering leads into, perhaps, unsurprisingly—a casino.
much like the auction, it seems to operate by its own unconventional rules and logic. anything you could ever want, laid out and waiting. you just have to be willing to bet what you consider equivalent exchange. ]
[ He mutters, quiet. The static still gives him away that he spoke at all. But okay. A date at the casino. Hien is okay with this, making him curious... ]
"None. I wanna see your luck in action."
[ Watching other people is more fun to Hien than trying to out-blackjack and entire table.
For someone like Hien, he often finds himself at a loss of what he wants despite his greed. He wonders if he'll be able to find it here. ]
[ his luck, hien says. well, he's about to see just how great it really is when the roulette denies him on the grounds that what he desires is weighted more than he could ever offer. nothing in his demeanour changes, almost as if he expected it, but there is still a soft snort of amusement, a sound that would naturally accompany any other half-hearted attempts at trying. ]
Well. That's how it is. [ as casually as ever. ] Guess it's back to the drawing board.
[ his gaze flicks back to hien. ]
Think that's purgatory telling you to show off yours, first.
[ His first thoughts go for Elysium's happiness, but they've been over this. He watches as the roulette attempt fails and sighs, looking over at Elysium. ]
"Better to have tried than not? Or something like that... is it one of those things that you don't want to talk about?"
[ What he wants. Hien always wants to grant wishes of people he favors. It's like an instinct to just go for it without any thought. He's too late to catch himself to stop, so he faces the roulette again.
...
He holds his greed down like heeling a dog that's too excited when Hien thinks of a desire. He'd have to bet something of equal value. ]
"If I wager it, I wonder if I'll get it back if I win..."
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[ he only looks at hien, lifting his hand to lace their fingers together before their eyes. he doesn't quite kiss it, just rests his forehead against the back. ]
If it isn't, that's just how it is.
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[ Not just carnally, but maybe one day, Elysium will accept that--or at least, those are Hien's hopes. He's also used to having his hopes dashed, but this is not about him. He tilts his head so that he can go around their hands to kiss his cheek. ]
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he doesn't think he's done anything with hien worth remembering. he isn't meant to be a star. ]
Missing isn't how you get more of me.
[ he tilts his head, too, to catch hien's mouth with his own.
cheeky. ]
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"Then how? Will you tell me?"
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Things either work out, or they don't. That's life, isn't it?
[ a hand around hien's, and then a tug. ]
Let's go.
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"Where are we going--"
[ A room? To actually do what they mentioned earlier? He tries to stay quiet anyway, not wanting to expect much. ]
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[ he rolls his eyes. no… surely, it being a resort means there are bound to be other activities besides whatever two people can do in a private room and a bar. ]
Does it look like I'm desperate enough to force someone who obviously isn't interested?
[ if he needed it that badly, there were far less messy options available. he doesn't say that part aloud, however, his gaze fixed straight ahead despite his nebulous search for a distraction. a few minutes of wandering leads into, perhaps, unsurprisingly—a casino.
much like the auction, it seems to operate by its own unconventional rules and logic. anything you could ever want, laid out and waiting. you just have to be willing to bet what you consider equivalent exchange. ]
Any qualms?
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"... That's not true."
[ He mutters, quiet. The static still gives him away that he spoke at all. But okay. A date at the casino. Hien is okay with this, making him curious... ]
"None. I wanna see your luck in action."
[ Watching other people is more fun to Hien than trying to out-blackjack and entire table.
For someone like Hien, he often finds himself at a loss of what he wants despite his greed. He wonders if he'll be able to find it here. ]
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Well. That's how it is. [ as casually as ever. ] Guess it's back to the drawing board.
[ his gaze flicks back to hien. ]
Think that's purgatory telling you to show off yours, first.
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"Better to have tried than not? Or something like that... is it one of those things that you don't want to talk about?"
[ What he wants. Hien always wants to grant wishes of people he favors. It's like an instinct to just go for it without any thought. He's too late to catch himself to stop, so he faces the roulette again.
...
He holds his greed down like heeling a dog that's too excited when Hien thinks of a desire. He'd have to bet something of equal value. ]
"If I wager it, I wonder if I'll get it back if I win..."