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Silco ([personal profile] conflictresolution) wrote2023-08-09 07:54 pm

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"Leave a missive, but be brief about it."

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opheliac: ✖ malagraphic (that sounds like a you problem)

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[personal profile] opheliac 2024-07-15 11:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[ it is a temporary problem, but she is in no mood to try and find replacements, either. to find another ethan, abigail, william, and tabitha among the thieves just to spend time with her sounds too much of a chore, and they're the best in burglary besides herself. so to that suggestion, she makes no comment, but to the other his daughter flashes him a light flat expression before popping the bread into her mouth. ]

I'm hitting a lot of houses, Silco. Dragging every couple outside of town, then go back in again, takes too much time. It's easier to just do it in their houses and hop to the next. Who's gonna miss these losers anyway? They don't mean anything.

[ she takes a break to chew more, then starts: ]

You don't have to cover for me. Your plate's already full of so many things, don't let what I'm doing stop you.

[ ah, there it is. finally a little crack. ]
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opheliac: ಠ╭╮ಠ (Won't play it safe)

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[personal profile] opheliac 2024-07-15 11:46 pm (UTC)(link)
So what? Let them try and interfere. I'll give them a little present, too, so they won't feel left out.

[ her nostrils does flare a little at the question, but she breathes out for a second before speaking. she isn't going to do the same mistake twice and let her emotions get the better of her (even though it's prodding her already). jinx straightens her spine and lifts her chin, so her words can flow through her tongue easily. ]

I'm not pushing you away. I already told you that I'm not going to walk away from you ever again. And I meant that. I'm just [...] preparing. That's all.
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[personal profile] opheliac 2024-07-16 12:07 am (UTC)(link)
[ keeping her posture the way it is, she scoots her meal aside from now and grants her father a little staredown while maintaining her tone as cool as she can. ]

Oh, I believe you, I just know people. And people change and do crazy things when it comes to sex. Especially if it's not a hit it or quit it sort of thing. So I'm just prepping.
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[personal profile] traumaticus 2024-07-16 12:35 am (UTC)(link)
[There is another whimper from him as Silco finally goes for it and closes the gap between them, sealing their lips together. Richard responds to the kiss earnestly, parting his lips and pushing down, drinking and tasting the the man below him. However, the contact is broken rather prematurely as Silco pulls away and Richard tries to chase after the lips till very end with his teeth and tongue.

The strength of the orgasm leaves him boneless and slightly light in the head. The only reason he manages to stay on his feet and not to stumble forward is because he's still holding on Silco. There's few beads of sweat gathered on his forehead and his dark locks have become messy and disheveled. The previous faint dusty pink flush covering cheekbones has now turned deep, hot red, spreading all around his body.

His eyes are half-lidded and he looks through his long eye-lashes as he tries to catch his breath. And the sight of Silco licking his fingers clean certainly does something to him. His stomach drops, equally both from mortified state and strange excitement, one that keeps the fire in his stomach alive despite his very recent release.

Richard stares Silco for a quick beat before pulls the man back down to another kiss. Though this time he makes sure not to let go of him until he's satisfied, kissing him with a feverish force, teeth scraping the bottom lip and tongue. He only breaks the contact enough so that he can whisper Silco the answer:]


Yes.
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[personal profile] opheliac 2024-07-16 01:00 am (UTC)(link)
It's not you I'm worried about, Silco.

[ she scoots herself away from their table and gathers to her feet, pacing slowly to move around with her bandaged fingertips dragging along the surface. soon, her slender fingers meet his sleeve, and they climb steadily to the curve of his shoulder until she is fully behind him.

his daughter hunches forward, her arms draping over each of his shoulders as she lowers her head to press her cheek to his. and when she speaks again, it's barely above a whisper -- like she is sharing a dark secret that's so sinister that not even the walls should listen in. ]


Your pet will force their way between us. They will use their body or whatever power they have to warp your mind when you least expect it... whether you want it to happen or not. They'll make you give into their every temptation, bend into their will, and it'll be so big that you can't fight it off. And if I try to break you from their spell, it'll mean what we have together will crumble forever.

[ her tone weakens and she moves her head ever so slightly so he can feel her lips part with each syllable. ]

You'll be lost... and I won't be able to reach you. ... And what will I do then?
Edited (Tagging with work phone is pain) 2024-07-16 01:21 (UTC)
opheliac: (っ °Д °;)っ (but soon you'll see i'm unrestrainable)

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[personal profile] opheliac 2024-07-16 01:47 am (UTC)(link)
[ once she feels his hand resting on the back of her head, jinx nuzzles in deeper -- her nose caressing against the skin of his cheek but not without the light sniffling. she was doing so well without the tears or runny nose, but it looks like those two things will finally betray her. ]

... I know you won't. But they'll make you...

[ she hates that her tone is becoming unbalance and her vulnerability is showing, but she has to say this and warn him before any serpents make their way through before she gets her chance. ]

I've seen how they brainwash people. They won't care if I had you first, they won't care that you're mine and my home. They'll rip me away because they're selfish, wicked, and cruel. They'll want me out of the way, and they'll blind you so you won't see their intentions. Then I'll have no choice but to hurt or kill them.

... And then I'll lose in the end. That's what I'm preparing for. Losing.
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[personal profile] opheliac 2024-07-16 03:05 am (UTC)(link)
[ her lips feel so dry suddenly, and maybe she should have considered that drink after all because her throat is growing tight, too. the stroke over her hair feels so lovely and soothing, and it eggs her tears to trickle faster and become more obvious (if not that, then his cheek now becoming damp will be his first clue).

and it's this exact moment, this exact love between them is what she is afraid of losing. and while the love between her and her sister is strong, it could be unbreakable if it weren't for caitlyn's meddling, and the two sisters are still slightly rocky to this day. when was the last time jinx had seen vi's face or heard her voice? since the whole the last drop fiasco?

when her father brings up those questions, her heart aches and her sniffling increases, but not without a tiny blush brusing across her cheeks. in spite of this conversation, it's still a little embarrassing to talk about her previous sex life with a parent. ]


Q...- Quentin was the only one I let in...in that way. The nobodies are just ones and zeros. The council are making them up, so it's no real different than doing it to yourself.

[ and since they are discussing about this and essentially her ex-boyfriend, jinx... might as well fess up about something. ]

When Quentin and I first met, he wanted me to leave you behind. I told him that you and I were going to make Aldrip all ours some day, and he wanted me to rule it all without you and have it be just him and me instead.

[ nervously, she wets her lips and continues to croak through her words. ]

A-And I knew he could be dangerous, but I let him in anyway, because he felt too good. He made me feel...so pretty and I liked him in my head. But when I started to fall in love with him, he just....

[ she stops there, her silent sobs tangling with her tongue and forbidding her to speak further. ]
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[personal profile] opheliac 2024-07-16 04:26 am (UTC)(link)
I don't know.

[ she admits quietly, pulling her face away from his, but only briefly so she can wipe away her tears with her forearm. and once she's done doing so, jinx returns to nuzzle back to him -- this time, her nose underneath his jawline and neck than his cheek. ]

Bad things always happen to me or whoever is around me... Nothing ever goes right or the way I really wanted.

[ because there's also her curse she has to consider in all of this, too. in her prospective, if silco isn't going to ditch her on his own, or his new lover isn't going to manipulate him into doing it, then her "jinx" will take control of the situation and make it a reality.

short-lived or long, at the end of the day, she still needs to prepare herself for the worst and if she's lucky, these premonitions may not come true at all. although given her eighteen years of existing, she doesn't have high expectations. and his daughter thought being in this new world or simulation would have cancelled out of her curse, but it followed her here — if not powerful than ever before. ]
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opheliac: (っ °Д °;)っ (Acid on forest)

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[personal profile] opheliac 2024-07-16 05:36 am (UTC)(link)
[ she knows she should believe him, and she should trust him, and quite frankly, she does. it's the chosen she holds no confidence over, and after quentin wounded her in the worst possible way (nearly in line with how vi left her that night), jinx had become suspicious towards everyone, excluding ragna.

sure, she has her little circle and friends, but humans are flighty, and one can never tell what they're thinking. it's one of the lovely qualities of quentin, because they spent the majority of their days in each other's minds; thinking to one another. she'd be a liar if she voiced she hadn't been missing him in that way, because she does. and that might be the reason why she clung to ekko so pathetically back at the treehouse.

her screw-up on that is churning within her stomach, and jinx will need to make a mental note to delete the boy savior's number off her device (if it's possible) later. their transaction has been fulfilled anyway, so there's no need for either of them to continue contact. he vowed he wouldn't spill the beans about her vulnerability, but... along with the rest of the chosen, she holds no confidence.

with another sniff, she nods and finally breaks away from her embrace on him. she should really return to her dinner before she grows ill or faint, because the amount she had wasn't nearly enough for her shimmer levels to be balanced. but the conversation dulled her appetite, so maybe she can try again as a midnight snack. ]


... Okay.
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[personal profile] traumaticus 2024-07-16 02:42 pm (UTC)(link)
[That's just about it when it comes to Richard. He swings between the two extremes, either leaning to passivity or then tackling whatever is in front of him with his full attention. And Silo had managed to ignite the fire within his soul, bringing his desires up to the surface. It had awakened the insatiable hunger he carries with him. It's the hunger for everything that he had spent majority of his life denied. Always demanding more, looking for the madness within the flesh.

So, Silco's demand is answered just with as much enthusiasm and force as before. Richard licks, bites and pulls on his lips before diving in for a heated, open-mouthed kiss. His own fingers dig on the skin at the back of Silco's neck as he keeps their lips tightly sealed together. Not even the arms around his middle, pulling his body up is enough to make Richard break the contact. Prepared for the sudden lift, he raises on his tip-toes to ease the process of picking him up. With a quick movement he wraps his legs around Silco's waist and allows himself to be carried, all while still drowning them both in a kiss.

It's only after his back is met with soft mattress on his bed that Richard finally pulls away. His own lips are red and slightly plump, glossing faintly from the shared saliva. His chest raises heavily up and down as he catches his breath, the mismatched eyes locked tightly on Silco's expression when the hand slid up to touch his breast. A brief nervousness flashed in his expression when he felt the hand cup and move the soft flesh on his chest. A reaction that reflected more of the learned fear and shame than his current state.

And once again, when the words failed him, leaving his tongue heavy and tied to address his own body, the actions prevailed. So, Richard raised to place his burnt hand on top of Silco's to guide it higher on his chest so that it covers the entirety of the breast.]
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[personal profile] opheliac 2024-07-16 03:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[ the chilly silence lingers in the air as she quietly contemplates about her dinner, but she shakes her head to dismiss it. jinx knew her father is right, and so is the voice of reason that's somewhere hidden in her dark clouds of worry, jealousy, and anger. still and all, she links her arms around her thin frame and her stubbornness reared forward. ]

I'm not... really hungry.

[ the confession almost died in her throat, but it somehow managed its way past her lips -- probably through the gap between her two front teeth. his daughter finally moves after being behind her father for so long, and collects her meal to be placed inside their fridge. ]
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[personal profile] opheliac 2024-07-16 04:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[ with her thoughts still thick and possessing her, she almost jolts in surprised when silco approaches to press their temples together. but jinx relaxes into it and remains motionless until those seconds pass. his daughter gets to work when their closeness breaks, crouching down to a cabinet to open and shuffle around for a duffle bag that's been stored away.

she unzips it when it's placed on the counter, then moves to a drawer where the knives are kept. one by one, she selects the tools from all different shapes and sizes, from a chef's knife, a steak, universal, cutting, and carving. his daughter shuts the tray door and opens another, with this one having capped oil crayons of all colors. and with these, jinx doesn't pick and choose but collects them all to stuff in the bag. ]


[ his daughter squints over her items she gathered so far, and her face twists in dissatisfaction — like there's something amiss. so she paces off to the opposite side of the kitchen, and rummages through other drawers with her fingers shooing away various objects around. a few seconds of searching until she finds what she's looking for, three capped disposable syringes that contain some dark lemony-colored components. ]