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[BLATANTLY IGNORING HIM AS MUCH AS POSSIBLE FOR THE NEXT 30 SECONDS SO HE CAN PAY HIS DAMN BILL

he is so sorry bartender he is so so sorry

The second that payment has been plucked up, Ote's slipping off his seat and grabbing up his spear from where it was hanging out behind one of the booths, a hand to his forehead as he heads for the exit... then turns back to make sure Owen is behind him.]

You comin' or not?

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[DON'T IGNORE HIM, DON'T MAKE HIM ESCALATE EVEN FURTHER.

Owen stands after him, adjusting his hat as he looks at Otegine. He stands there for a moment, almost in disbelief over how Otegine just... says these things.]

...Well, I didn't come the last time I had you in my mouth. It would be nice if this night went differently.

[He'll start trotting after Otegine, though, wondering if that's going to sail right over him.]

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[From how he instantly looks VERY MUCH AWAY AND NOT AT OWEN, yes he understands. He wishes he had his tracksuit so he could shove the collar over his face and pretend to not exist for 5 seconds instead of being shot point blank like this over and over...]

... Don't worry about it. 'M not doing that again. [It's an embarrassed mutter when Owen catches up to him. Where the hell was that dango stall, anyway... hmmph.]

help

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[This really is far, far, far too easy.

Otegine's long legs make it a bit of a pain to keep pace with him, but Owen will manage as best as he can to stick as close to his side as possible. He's also definitely leering up at him.]

I would hope that next time we're intimate you're not so selfish as to leave me unsatisfied, again.

[Heeeeeeehehehehe.]

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[Unsatisfied... that sound about right. Even though Owen had looked like he was enjoying himself... damn it, what was wrong with him...

His embarrassment deepens into shame.]

I won't.

[It's an immediate answer, though he can't look at Owen while saying it.]

Felt bad enough for you the first time. 'M not gonna do it again and just disappoint you more, you know?

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[Otegine you're so fucking stupid.]

...

[Owen huffs, and if his elbow hits Otegine's side that's purely unintentional.]

I didn't say I was disappointed. You can't take everything so literally, you know?

[Making people miserable is only fun if they understand it!!! That's all.]

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[Ow?

His face scrunches up, expression flattening. Wait what.]

O-oi, what else am I supposed to think of you saying you weren't satisfied? What'm I supposed to say????

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[He doesn’t know!!]

Just say next time you’ll blow me away and completely and utterly overwhelm me, and leaving me no reason to question your ability to pleasure a lover.

[It’s so simple.]

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[SCREAMS VERY VERY LOUDLY INTERNALLY]

I-I-I told you, that's not what I know how to do!!! I can't promise anything like that! No way!

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You shouldn't be making promises anyways.

[Excuse him as he hooks their arms together.]

And didn't I tell you? I'm happy to give you lessons so you can learn more than what you're made for.

[Even sexy lessons.]

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[Oh how remarkably lenient. His life is saved if he doesn't have to promise anything... if nobody expects him to do anything well then he won't disappoint anyone, right!!!

He allows the arm to be taken, though he tenses very deeply at first.]

I... I respectf'lly decline.

Just told you, I didn't want to try that again right now, anyway... not... n-not like, uh.... not like you were bad at all, 'cause you weren't, but I... u-uh... I-I dunno 'f I could handle it again...

[Besides... he wants dango............]

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[No!! It’s because promises are bad!!!!!!!! Stop assuming the worst!]

Shying away from things will never make them less overwhelming.

[Somehow, it kind of sounds like he doesn’t mean sex.]

You’ll never know what you’re capable of if you don’t let yourself try, and fail, and try some more. No point in living if you’re too afraid to branch out - but do you want to stay alive like this or not?

[As something person-shaped, he means.]

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[His arm tenses again under Owen's grip. Thank goodness he's not too unsteady when he walks, but...

Does he want to stay alive like this??

...]

I, uh... I mean... 't's not like any of that is what I need to stay alive, right?

Besides, it's complicated. Not everything's gonna make me useful.

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If you want a miserable existence, sure. You don't need to do anything at all if you don't want to.

[He's absolutely not looking up at Otegine more, instead looking at the businesses around them.]

...But that doesn't mean you want to be alive, either. That doesn't mean that your existence right now is what you want, even if makes you useful to anyone or nobody. If given the chance, would you give this life, this form, up? To be something else?

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[WOW THIS TOPIC SURE TOOK A HARD TURN SOUTH

He hesitates for a long, long while, squirming underneath Owen's arm.]

No. I... I just am what I am. There's no point in thinkin' past that.

Besides, 'm not miserable.

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You’re not, though, are you? You don’t look much like a spear, so are you “just” anything at all?

[Huff.]

Are you sure you’re not?

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[stop he's too tipsy for this]

O-oi, I still look exactly what I'm supposed t' look like. What do you mean, I don't look like a spear??

And of course 'm sure. Do I look miserable to you??

[He thinks of Sadachika, who's been asked something similar, and bounced back with almost ridiculous insistence. Mmmph. He can't resort to that. He'd look stupid.]

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I didn’t think spears had legs, or hands, or eyes… Perhaps the spears in your world are different, but no spear I’ve ever seen was able to penetrate someone with their cock, either.

[He’s just saying.]

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[His face flattens with irritation as color spreads across his skin from embarrassment but he just

stops

and deliberately holds out his weapon with a look of disbelief towards owen like

????????

okay cool, did you see the spear? cool. good talk let's keep going]

Th' body's newer.

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[Don’t mind him as he reaches out to touch the spear, running his fingers along the blade gently.]

I don’t see the resemblance.

[Well, they’re both… long???]

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[He instantly reacts as soon as Owen's fingers run down the sheath, pulling the spear away with a noticeable shudder against Owen's grip.]

N-no, no, hey, off-limits. Don't do that.

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[Zooming in instantly on the way Otegine shudders...

Interesting. Very, very interesting.]

Why? Can you... feel when it's touched?

[A beat.]

Is that too intimate?

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Of course I can feel it! It's me!

[How is the spear concept not sticking!!!]

How'd you feel if someone just ran a finger up your body without askin'? Come on...

[Thank god the dango stand is right around the corner. Otegine sighs tiredly, now deliberately trying to keep his spear out of Owen's reach.]

L-listen, do... do y' not know how to treat stuff with respect or something? You're gonna piss a lot of things off like that, you know.

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I would kill them, unless there were offering something I was interested in.

[He shrugs, but he’s filing that information away.]

If someone gets angry at me and lashes out in rage… what’s the worst that could happen? I die?

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Kind of extreme, don't you think...?

[This is coming from the person who just accidentally admitted they were a weapon, Owen, perhaps think about that a moment.]

I thought you said you didn't want t' die. So why would you go do stuff like that?