prodigy-amon.bsky.social
⌬ Allagan aetherochemist with a penchant for science, tech & theater ⌬ do not sully the name of His Majesty or else ⌬ semi-selective responses, not spoiler free ⌬
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#AskAmon
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Amon's eyes widened in surprise as he was scooped up, clinging to the larger man for dear life. He felt a special kind of thrill being in such a strong embrace. It was bittersweet reminiscence of His Majesty back home. He chirped playfully, "my, my! Sweeping me off my feet, Your Radiance?"
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how punny of you
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Hmm?
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// when confronted with the choice... always make him worse. always.
your posts are a highlight to my day
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// ❤️ sorry in advance to Aulus lol. you don't need to do this if you don't feel comfortable btw
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Mondays, am I right?
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What an astute observation
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Amon watches on with a composed look. His eyes linger upon the other man's fangs once more before meeting his gaze. The barest of playful headtilts.
"Biting is so much better than poking... wouldn't you agree?"
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It should be no surprise that the Allagan scientist altered more than just his face. He preferred to keep these secrets away from prying eyes.
"Don't try anything stupid," he ground his words. Not a threat, but a promise.
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His frown deepened, and against his better judgment, the rest of his coat was shrugged off, exposing a myriad of scars and modifications littering his torso. The peculiar glowing aetherochemical augmentations extended down to his hips where they met striped breeches.
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Amon was somewhat thankful he was facing away from her at the time she spoke because of the scowling expression he now held, not... particularly wanting to drive her away at this point. He pause to analyze his situation and her request, risk versus benefit.
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He would say something reprimanding, but it only would be hypocritical of him since he is a workaholic.
“… do you need any stim patches?”
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💢
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"'Tis not research, no. Not in the traditional means, at least." He shook his head slowly.
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Amon carefully studies the face of the Aulus in front of him before his gaze drifts to the clone cowering behind. Yet more differences — exactly what he sought.
He boldly reaches forward to tilt Aulus' chin up, giving him a more direct look into his eyes. The Allagan's own expression was guarded.
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I'm listening
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Oh? What mishaps do you have under your belt?
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"... also don't you dare point the finger at me. I've had enough heartbreak over broken emperors myself."
He chokes back a sob, misty eyed and distant.
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The elezen craned his neck to shoot her a glare from over his shoulder at the remark. He really did not want to appease her request, but it was the logical choice. Regardless, with a huff he unfastened his coat a bit in order to pull it down just enough to expose his upper back and broad shoulders.
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"And... it may or may not involve coitus interruptus." A very rare wink.
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"I certainly hope it's loaded — that's the whole point of the activity. Allow me to elaborate."
With a grin he continues his explanation accompanied by dramatic hand flourishes, "the gun is your cock and the shot is your seed inside another person. Positioned from behind. Hence the name—backshots"
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That would be you.
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May or may not be me with the knife tbh
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Amon simply allows his hand to be bitten, unflinchingly. He’s used to handling unruly subjects so this isn’t much different.
Red lifeblood started to bead at the puncture wounds, but the elezen does not pull away. Instead he meets the other’s gaze with a calm, calculating look. Now to observe…
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Amon caught on to the other man’s intentions quite clearly and began overtly scowling in annoyance. However, as soon as he saw the flash of fangs — that irritation was gone. The Allagan boldly grabbed the other’s chin and pried his mouth a bit more open, curiously peering closer at the unique denta.
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Admittedly hours of standing over operation tables does quite the number on the human body, but he’s always so focused with work that he doesn’t notice.
His mind begins to wander, circling back: why am I allowing this?
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The elezen remained silent, closing his eyes as he feels her begin to work into the tired muscles. He isn’t able to fully relax as he’s not used to such ministrations.
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// oh no 💔 that’s too bad
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No. You give me yours.
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The Allagan only stepped closer to the two clones, towering over them both. He peered down at them with quite the intimidating look. “And what if it is?”
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It’ll cost you. Allagan technology isn’t cheap.
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“You might like it actually. I say everything is worth trying at least once~”
“Also this has nothing to do with alcohol,” he adds with a stifled laugh.
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If there’s will there’s a way. I assure you.
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… is it cold down there?
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Laughter heard in the distance.
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... photosynthesize? Suddenly you're a plant?
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// maybe. perhaps.
ANYWAYS I'll get back to RP replies later tonight
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// good. do it again.
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"What did you think this was?" A devious grin.
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He quickly takes out his tomestone to jot down some notes, his expression thoughtful. "... anything else you two would like to share?"
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Yes... ?
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The elezen procures a small bag of Allagan catnip from his hammerspace and begins to playfully dangle it above Aether's head. "Hmmmm?"
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// it will happen again (bows)
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// shove. :)