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[espigeon]

[Julien leaves a small, brightly wrapped package and a card by the doorstep of the cabin, addressed to Taako. The package contains twenty glowing capsules.

The card is plain on the outside but the inside has a painted image of a voluminous silver-embroidered skirt with ankles and feet showing beneath it. It's not bad work - tiny brush, the painted embroidery is done with a good eye, there's shading - but the most notable part is that the painted fabric is iridescent, red or green or blue or purple depending on how the card is held.]

Saw these and thought of you.

I'm kinda freaked out about things, not going to lie, but I'm not mad at you. Hit me up sometime.

-Julien

[tacosgay]

[... ah. Taako reads that card, and grimaces; yeah, things probably are going to be... weird, after that. Still, it's really nice of Julien to get something for him, especially after what happened.

He takes out his radio, tuning it to Julien's frequency.]

Hey, uh... Julien? Are you there?

[espigeon]

[It's a moment before Julien responds, his tone entirely casual.]

Yeah, I'm around. What's up? You got my glowing drugs?

[tacosgay]

Yeah, uh... what's the deal with people just giving each other drugs as presents around here, anyway? Is that a thing you do in other worlds or something?

[... he's getting off subject! He clears his throat, trying to focus.]

Uh. Anyway, I wanted to say, uh... thank you. And that I'm... totally sorry about what all I did to you back in, uh, you know. The Prince's whole... thing.

[espigeon]

Oh no! Does that mean I'm not original? Oh, well, have fun anyway.

Haaah, well, not going to lie, that sucked. That sucked a lot and I wish I could say I don't remember, but I do, so, yeah. It wasn't your fault. Or mine, really, not more than a little bit.

To get free of all that I had to get killed and it's kinda weird that two of the people who did it were complete strangers, but uh... I'm glad someone I knew was around too, I guess? Glad isn't really the word. I appreciate the sympathy, though?

[tacosgay]

Yeeah, uh, the roomie gave me...

... uhh.

[It's a good thing Julien can't see the fact that he's actually blushing!]

Well, uh, anyway, he gave me some weird fae drugs, too, so either this is a super common thing, or I just give off some kind of pervert drug-addict vibe.

[There's a beat of quiet, and he sobers a bit, his tone more genuine than normal when he does speak.]

I'm definitely glad that Prince actually made good on the whole... bringing you guys back to life thing. That was pretty chill of him, all things considered, you know?

[espigeon]

Hah! Well there were like five kinds on the market and most of them looked promising. [Teasingly:] Not a narc, are you?



[Julien clears his throat.]

I'm not... I don't want to say anything he was or did was good, honestly. It was in the deal he made with the Ringmaster, following the rules they agree on is not even voluntary for these people. Also, he knew that if we were alive he could take our names, and he couldn't do that if we were dead and stayed dead.

[tacosgay]

Oh, yeah, no, I mean, definitely fuck that guy. I was just saying, uh... I'm glad you made it back in one piece. Uh, so to speak.

[He's being surprisingly earnest. He changes the subject after only a beat, however, as he heads to his room of the cabin, looking the pills he was gifted over.]

So, uh, what do these things do, anyway? ... "Afterglow," huh?

[espigeon]

Well. Thank you.

[Julien's touched! but happy enough to go with a conversation change.]

I was assured that it 'lights you up' like after good sex or, you know, one of those really intense massages. And then he winked, so I'm pretty sure there's actual lights involved, I mean, they do glow.

[tacosgay]

Did he seriously wink at you? [That's... weird. Gross!] That, uh, sounds... weird, but pretty nice, actually, so, uh. Thanks. Plus it's not nearly as weird as the other pills I got, so, hey.

[espigeon]

We might have been flirting a little bit. Just a touch. [Julien is absolutely that kind of person.]

Oh, you got the nutbuster? Yeah that one seems a little out there. It's a crying shame they're selling pharmaceuticals for this kind of thing instead of toys, you know?

[tacosgay]

Oh, well... in that case. [Julien, a flirt? Certainly not!]

Yeeeah. I mean, I didn't get them for myself, but, uh... yeah, I've got a few of those now. Am I the only one who's a little nervous about using weird magic fae sex drugs recreationally?

[espigeon]

Heh. [He also doesn't kiss and tell, so...]

Well, you could try and refund them? It kinda is weird, I know. Maybe the idea is they're already fucking us up in other ways, might as well go for the whole deal?

[tacosgay]

Uuuuuuuhhhhh... I don't know if that makes it more weird or less? I mean, I may as well use them, though. Do we have any kind of medical tent still that I can access if I have a magical erection lasting longer than four hours?

[espigeon]

Well, Herbert's the doctor now. He doesn't really have what you'd call a bedside manner, of course. There's also me. I mean, I have a little medical training, but the only erections I'm qualified to treat usually run their course before too long anyway.

[hmm he's not sure he really managed to bring that back around. Jules does know that unusual erections are a legit medical condition but also, he thirsty.]

Aaaah, I shoulda said 'if that happens you should let me look at it'.

[tacosgay]

[Taako breaks into giggles, though there's a teasing lilt to them, a bit of an "oooo~~" sort of tone in his voice.]

Maybe we'll have to give some of these a try together sometime, then, just in case. You know, for safety and all that, right?

[espigeon]

Well, yes. Safety first! And of course it's helpful to be able to gauge their effects. For science. And other fun reasons.

[tacosgay]

Of course. Well, trailer 18's door is-- uh, actually, it's totally not always open because my roommate is, uh... Well, he's an insane person, so maybe tell me first if you want to come over or something.

[wait there's probably still old blood in the trailer and dead mice from foster being... foster]

Scratch that, actually, uh, we should probably just hang out at your place, should we ever... actually, uh, make some plans.

[espigeon]

Well! I am my own roommate, conveniently, and his only issue is... most of the furniture's big. Especially the bed. Gimme a little warning if you want to see it, though, it kinda folds down because otherwise, that's most of the interior space.

[tacosgay]

Oh, yeah, uh, you've got that whole extra birdy body thing going on, right? So, does your other body just kind of... chill there while things are going on, or what?

[UHHHH]

[espigeon]

Nah, I'd just multitask. Go for a walk, or a flight. I've done it before. I know, the bird thing weirds people out.

[tacosgay]

Well, I mean... yeah, okay, it is kind of weird, and I definitely wouldn't want it hanging around for, uh. Certain private moments, but... you know. Technically, aren't both of them just... you, though? So I guess it really doesn't matter either way.

[Hitting on someone with two bodies is confusing.]

[espigeon]

To be honest my bird half is more 'me', really. I've gotten used to having a peripheral, it's awesome, but I can't ever forget, it's secondary. But like I totally get it, I'm a bit of an unusual case.

[tacosgay]

So, here's a totally not invasive and weird question, have you ever gotten down and dirty with somebody using that body? How does that even, uh, work?

[espigeon]

I don't kiss and tell. It's just not classy. [Says Julien, who's answering the question anyway.]

But, I think I can say, I had one friend-with-benefits from before I started getting too birdy who stuck with me for a while after. The number of viable positions got cut way down but I do have, ahem, one salient feature that didn't really change.

Al-so like there's two of me and if you can say straight faced that you wouldn't consider it if there was two of you, well, I've misjudged.