[Lyall already knew, without even asking, that Biffy would disapprove of him going to the arena to blow off some steam after that augment glitch and its consequences. because it is barbaric and uncivilized and smelly.
Occasionally, though, you need barbaric and uncivilized and smelly. Just so you won't think or ruminate. And really Lyall doesn't even stay down there very long. Just long enough to get all of that pent-up nervosity out of his system.
When he comes back, he is still looking as put together as when he left, but he still goes to have a shower to wash off any remaining smell. Makes sure to throw his clothing in the wash too and get changed.
And then he goes to the kitchen to where he will start making some strong tea. Now that he's feeling calmer, a cup of tea sounds like a great idea.]
[Lyall has gotten cleaned up and showered but he knows exactly where he's been all the same. And he certainly notices that your outfit is different from the one earlier that day.
So when Lyall comes into the kitchen, he gives him a frown before getting up and walking out without a greeting.
It's the silent treatment for now. It won't last forever but Biffy certainly can be very like a lady when it comes to how he shows his displeasure. As clear as it is that he's very much a man, he's also quite the dandy in the end. It's really no wonder Alexia gave that suggestion to her husband all those years ago.
And it will be to their room that he will go. To sit at his desk and start sorting out his hair. It doesn't need it but it makes him feel better.
Because in the end? He knows Lyall needed this. He knows that. It's why he will never say a negative word about it to him. However, he can't bring himself to like it either. It's just too barbaric. So while he won't scold him for doing what he needed to, he has to also be himself and not just blindly put on a smile and pretend like everything is fine. Lyall would hate it if he did so.]
[Lyall is definitely not surprised to see Biffy actually leaving the room.
He doesn't go after him, just makes his tea and takes the time to sit and savor a cup.Washes said cup, rinses out the teapot. Then brews some more, enough for a cup, deliberately choosing a flavor he knows Biffy likes. Puts the teapot, sugar, cream and cup and saucer on a tray and carries it back to the bedroom.
He doesn't look towards Biffy for more than a glance when he gets in, putting the tray down on one of the dressers. Biffy is fine. He doesn't like what happened, and he doesn't have to. He just needs to come to terms with it in his own time.
When the tea is ready, Lyall pours it, then adds the cream and sugar just the way Biffy likes it. he will come closer just long enough to leave the cup at Biffy's elbow, before exiting the room again so he can go back to Engineering and his duties for the ship.]
[He knows when Lyall comes and he knows when Lyall sets the tea next to him. He can even smell that he's prepared it for him just the way he loves it the best. While he's still upset, he does truly appreciate the care that's gone into this.
Part of this is really just that he's mad at himself for being unable to provide any of this for Lyall. He can't be the one to fight him all out. He simply can't. No matter what, no matter how old his mate is, he'd have to hold back because he is stronger simply by being Alpha. It's just the nature of things.
And of course there's the matter of just how barbaric it is to actually want to go fight to clear the mind.
All the same he does sip the tea. He really appreciates that Lyall is letting him have this time to be upset. In all honesty he does actually need it. It would be far worse if he were to keep this bottled up.]
[They both know that this is simply a different manner of dealing with things. In fact, it is even a little out of character for Lyall, who hates fighting. Maybe that's why he chose this specifically. To be able to finally put everything to rest, all the distateful things, in one final distateful action.
They both know where the underlying tension between them is coming from and that it simply needs to cool down on its own.
In the next few days, Lyall makes himself mostly unobtrusive. He does his duties as usual, and politely ignores the interrogative looks sent their ways.
He goes back down to the planet a few times, mostly to explore. And finds a nice, vintage - at least the vendor calls it vintage, to Lyall it's just normal - shaving set, that he buys and cleans up, making sure the blade on the razor is as sharp as needed before leaving it back at the salon.]
[They only need a few days really. Just some time to both let them sort through their feelings.
It's when Biffy finds the razor that he realizes he's done being upset. In fact, he smiles as he gently runs his fingers over the tool before going to find a place for it. There's no need to guess who left it. He can smell the one who did.
So when he goes back to the ship, he sends a message to Lyall to say that he'll meet him in their room. They don't need to talk but he just...wants to see him.]
[Lyall makes sure to finish the task he has ongoing, even if a bit more rapidly than he would normally have, and that the workspace is clean and tidy before he hurries back to the room he shares with Biffy.
it has been a bit strange for the past few days to go to bed each on one side of the bed instead of tangled together like they usually do, but just like the rest, it was simply a thing that needed to happen and Lyall didn't feel the need to go sleep elsewhere just because of that. And he doesn't think Biffy would have wanted him to anyway.
He still opens the door cautiously and steps in slowly, closing the door behind himself. Looks up at Biffy expectantly, trying to read his face and see how best to approach him again.]
[As it turns out, Lyall doesn't need to figure out how to approach him. Biffy comes right over to him, abandoning what he's doing, to cup his face and draw him in for a kiss. They're past this now and he wants him to know that.
And he wants him to know he still loves him. So, so much.]
[The kiss is indeed the best way to simply let all thoughts of how to do this fall by the wayside. Lyall hesitates only a second before he puts his hands on Biffy's chest, flattening his jacket lapels even thought they don't really need it.]
Good evening my darling fluff. I hope this finds you well. Finally I did have the chance to meet some of your delightful shipmates. At that party they were throwing for some American holiday. They were wonderful to talk to, especially the first mate.
And I just want to say.
Well played. I'd tip my hat to you if I was wearing one.
I'm certain you would have enjoyed the show. You could probably charm a description of our meeting out of the chap if you are so inclined.
He was too interesting a specimen to avoid any conversation with at all.
And yes, I did enjoy the surprise. You were quite right. That was something I should have discovered on my own.
[He'd done similar things to others, including not telling Alexia the "danger" of inviting a swarming vampire into your house, so he should be able to deal with it himself]
I agree. He's clearly had time to think about the questions he wanted to ask. Spends more time listening than talking. I wouldn't think to discourage him wanting real answers.
[ Kirk did feel rather bad for the wolves missing out on Fleetsgiving. It was his own fault for the miscalculation, really, but their presence had been sorely missed. But missing out on the festivities does not mean one has to miss every moment of it. Technology was rather grand that way. That, and having an incredibly dorky lover.
Biffy would find a file on his communicator - a video file to be precise. The attached message simply read: Enjoy. -JTK.
Pressing play would result in not one but two James Tiberius Kirks appearing on the screen, holding to each other in rather proper dance form, though one seemed far more comfortable in it than the other. Both were smirking at each other, eyes alight and a competitive edge to the sweep of their legs as they glided across the dance floor. The dance looks something like a quick paced waltz, with the Jim dressed more to Biffy's prescribed palette following and clearly having a time trying to keep up, though the fight never left his gaze. The whole video was only a few minutes long, and by the end of it was quite clear which Kirk was the winner of this little game (hint: it's not the one that had been following).
Kirk turns to face whomever is holding the device, smiling even in defeat, and there the video ends. ]
[Honestly he's not even sure why Kirk is sending him this. However, he does press play as he sips at his tea, curious to say the least about what the man could be wanting to show him.
And what a surprise it is. He actually watches it a couple of times to be sure that he's seeing...what he saw.
In the end he's amused and he types back a message to the man.]
My dear captain, have you found your true soul mate in this universe? I never would have imagined you'd find someone so understanding of you.
Also, we should work on seeing about fixing your twin's palette. It's quite something to be sure.
You are exactly the same person. Your colors will most certainly be the same. With that said, your scents will be somewhat different since you spend time with different people though unless he has been altered somehow his base scent shouldn't have changed from your own.
We're not exactly the same person. Not even physically. Though the
differences there are, well, hidden beneath clothing as it were. I'll be
interested to hear what you have to say on the scent, when you meet him.
I'm sure you will, sooner or later. I do like to think I'm a bit more
charming.
[Mid october | after arena]
Occasionally, though, you need barbaric and uncivilized and smelly. Just so you won't think or ruminate. And really Lyall doesn't even stay down there very long. Just long enough to get all of that pent-up nervosity out of his system.
When he comes back, he is still looking as put together as when he left, but he still goes to have a shower to wash off any remaining smell. Makes sure to throw his clothing in the wash too and get changed.
And then he goes to the kitchen to where he will start making some strong tea. Now that he's feeling calmer, a cup of tea sounds like a great idea.]
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So when Lyall comes into the kitchen, he gives him a frown before getting up and walking out without a greeting.
It's the silent treatment for now. It won't last forever but Biffy certainly can be very like a lady when it comes to how he shows his displeasure. As clear as it is that he's very much a man, he's also quite the dandy in the end. It's really no wonder Alexia gave that suggestion to her husband all those years ago.
And it will be to their room that he will go. To sit at his desk and start sorting out his hair. It doesn't need it but it makes him feel better.
Because in the end? He knows Lyall needed this. He knows that. It's why he will never say a negative word about it to him. However, he can't bring himself to like it either. It's just too barbaric. So while he won't scold him for doing what he needed to, he has to also be himself and not just blindly put on a smile and pretend like everything is fine. Lyall would hate it if he did so.]
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He doesn't go after him, just makes his tea and takes the time to sit and savor a cup.Washes said cup, rinses out the teapot. Then brews some more, enough for a cup, deliberately choosing a flavor he knows Biffy likes. Puts the teapot, sugar, cream and cup and saucer on a tray and carries it back to the bedroom.
He doesn't look towards Biffy for more than a glance when he gets in, putting the tray down on one of the dressers. Biffy is fine. He doesn't like what happened, and he doesn't have to. He just needs to come to terms with it in his own time.
When the tea is ready, Lyall pours it, then adds the cream and sugar just the way Biffy likes it. he will come closer just long enough to leave the cup at Biffy's elbow, before exiting the room again so he can go back to Engineering and his duties for the ship.]
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Part of this is really just that he's mad at himself for being unable to provide any of this for Lyall. He can't be the one to fight him all out. He simply can't. No matter what, no matter how old his mate is, he'd have to hold back because he is stronger simply by being Alpha. It's just the nature of things.
And of course there's the matter of just how barbaric it is to actually want to go fight to clear the mind.
All the same he does sip the tea. He really appreciates that Lyall is letting him have this time to be upset. In all honesty he does actually need it. It would be far worse if he were to keep this bottled up.]
.... I had answered this where did my tag go ;;
They both know where the underlying tension between them is coming from and that it simply needs to cool down on its own.
In the next few days, Lyall makes himself mostly unobtrusive. He does his duties as usual, and politely ignores the interrogative looks sent their ways.
He goes back down to the planet a few times, mostly to explore. And finds a nice, vintage - at least the vendor calls it vintage, to Lyall it's just normal - shaving set, that he buys and cleans up, making sure the blade on the razor is as sharp as needed before leaving it back at the salon.]
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It's when Biffy finds the razor that he realizes he's done being upset. In fact, he smiles as he gently runs his fingers over the tool before going to find a place for it. There's no need to guess who left it. He can smell the one who did.
So when he goes back to the ship, he sends a message to Lyall to say that he'll meet him in their room. They don't need to talk but he just...wants to see him.]
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it has been a bit strange for the past few days to go to bed each on one side of the bed instead of tangled together like they usually do, but just like the rest, it was simply a thing that needed to happen and Lyall didn't feel the need to go sleep elsewhere just because of that. And he doesn't think Biffy would have wanted him to anyway.
He still opens the door cautiously and steps in slowly, closing the door behind himself. Looks up at Biffy expectantly, trying to read his face and see how best to approach him again.]
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And he wants him to know he still loves him. So, so much.]
Thank you. For the razor. It's beautiful.
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I thought you would like it when I saw it.
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And I just want to say.
Well played. I'd tip my hat to you if I was wearing one.
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He was too interesting a specimen to avoid any conversation with at all.
And yes, I did enjoy the surprise. You were quite right. That was something I should have discovered on my own.
[He'd done similar things to others, including not telling Alexia the "danger" of inviting a swarming vampire into your house, so he should be able to deal with it himself]
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I'm glad that you enjoyed the moment I provided for you.
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It's never a surprise I could have dreamed of getting.
He does have a lot of questions does he not?
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Early December / After the Fleetsgiving
Biffy would find a file on his communicator - a video file to be precise. The attached message simply read: Enjoy. -JTK.
Pressing play would result in not one but two James Tiberius Kirks appearing on the screen, holding to each other in rather proper dance form, though one seemed far more comfortable in it than the other. Both were smirking at each other, eyes alight and a competitive edge to the sweep of their legs as they glided across the dance floor. The dance looks something like a quick paced waltz, with the Jim dressed more to Biffy's prescribed palette following and clearly having a time trying to keep up, though the fight never left his gaze. The whole video was only a few minutes long, and by the end of it was quite clear which Kirk was the winner of this little game (hint: it's not the one that had been following).
Kirk turns to face whomever is holding the device, smiling even in defeat, and there the video ends. ]
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And what a surprise it is. He actually watches it a couple of times to be sure that he's seeing...what he saw.
In the end he's amused and he types back a message to the man.]
My dear captain, have you found your true soul mate in this universe? I never would have imagined you'd find someone so understanding of you.
Also, we should work on seeing about fixing your twin's palette. It's quite something to be sure.
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I did try my best when I took him shopping, but he has his own ideas. We're stubborn that way.
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When you meet him, you'll have to tell me if we smell different. And if we look good in the same colors.
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We're not exactly the same person. Not even physically. Though the differences there are, well, hidden beneath clothing as it were. I'll be interested to hear what you have to say on the scent, when you meet him. I'm sure you will, sooner or later. I do like to think I'm a bit more charming.
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