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[leggymaru]

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w0, let's just say it's tues or thurs

[leggymaru]

[Hizamaru is leading Illumi away, but nowhere in particular--yet.]

Is there anywhere you would like to go specifically, Illumi-san?

closes eyes at shitposts

[selfservinglove]

We can go to your bedroom or mine.

[Hopefully Catra won't be there in his if they got to his own bedroom.]

they're perfect

[leggymaru]

[Well, Hizamaru is a softboy sucker, so he starts leading Illumi to his own room. Hopefully Dimitri won't be there, ha ha.

Luckily?? Dimitri isn't there when they arrive. And neither are Higekiri or Grune--though they wouldn't be able to get inside without him or Dimitri anyway. Just think, Illumi could have had a three-person audience with two out of the three wanting to also be sized up.

There isn't anything out of the ordinary in the room, sadly. Except three of the strange eye bags in the bedroom on the floor. And what looks like a bunch of snacks from the vending machine in the kitchenette.]

One moment please.

i hate that they're perfect

[selfservinglove]

[Illumi should be counting his lucky stars that he isn't going to be looking down more than one person's pants today.]

[Illumi glances over the room with his typical expressionless stare. Three bags, huh. And snacks...]

Okay.

i'm only a little sorry for this tag

[leggymaru]

[Just Hizamaru--for now. :)

Said Hizamaru does not even go into the bedroom because this is not something he understands under the veil of human social structure. Bodies are... bodies? There's nothing embarrassing about them.

So he begins to get undressed right there in the front room. Believe it or not, he actually has a lot of pieces to his outfit. He removes it all with great care and diligence, folding them neatly to put them on the back of one of the chairs.

Surprise!

He has a completely normal body from head to toe, all anatomically correct. He's pale and lithe, but has an athletic tone, and if Illumi had seen him flip off the fountain, it'd be obvious why.

The carpet matches the drapes? Hm. There's nothing else tarnishing his body mostly, no freckle or mole. The one thing is the faintly discolored scar that extends from the smallest toe of one foot to the ankle and then across barely on the other foot.]

w ow

[selfservinglove]

[To be fair, Illumi is probably the right person to do this with besides another sword, because yeah, when it comes down to it...bodies are bodies. He has enough social understanding to know that isn't the common thought, but its not like gazing at this man undressing himself is something to get really worked up about.]

[He lets his gaze wander as he realizes just how many pieces it takes for the man to fully unclothe, and when he's standing bare, finally, Illumi lets out a short sigh and lets his gaze flits back to his body.]

[...Well. Pretty normal. He's fit and lithe to be sure. He lets his eyes course down, down, and...]

[That's interesting. How interesting. That scar across the feet, it reminds him of something, and he realizes it suddenly - its the same. The same as his sword. His body mimics the sword almost exactly.]

[It just goes to tell what kind of person Illumi is that his heart races a little more at the sight of that strange scar than at the sight of the man in his birthday suit. That scar says a lot. It means a lot. It raises a lot of questions. Ah, if he's connected that way to his sword, then what if...? What if....?]

...Well. [He says, after a short moment, eyes moving up to meet the other's eyes.] You look very human.

[leggymaru]

[Don't worry about the similarities, it's fine... Slowly, Hizamaru glances down at himself, his expression only slightly more emotion-filled than Illumi's own. Hm.]

I'm glad to hear our master did well on our summons.

[Yaaaay, Master!]

So it's correct? Thank you for confirming it.

[selfservinglove]

[Illumi does vaguely wonder how he knows to remove clothes and yet doesn't know his own body, but well, that's one more question on top of the rest.]

Yes. [A beat.] Also, you have a dick.

[You know, since he doesn't seem to know what sex is, he probably doesn't know what the thing between his legs is.]

[leggymaru]

Dick...?

[Hm. He pauses in his turn to start putting back on clothes to glance down between his legs and then back up.]

Oh. Yes. Polly-san called it that, too. I'm not sure why it's called Nightwing's other name. It's strange.

[selfservinglove]

It can be the name of a person, but its also what you call that.

[The More You Know!]

[leggymaru]

I see. Strange. I'll remember.

[He's at least putting all of his ridiculous outfit back on again, bless.]

Is that something I'm meant to have with this body, Illumi-san? A dick?

[selfservinglove]

I don't know. I suppose if the person who summoned you as a human being wanted you to have sex...

[But that's actually a good question like WHY GIVE THE SWORDS DICKS?? WHY NOT LEAVE THEM AS KEN DOLLS. WHY THE GENITALIA. ARE THE SWORDS MEANT TO BE FUCKED]

[leggymaru]

[please no]

We eat and drink and use the bathroom.

[As if that explains? What he knows it's all used for?]

w1, tuesday

[leggymaru]

[Finding Illumi again isn't immediate because, uh, he may or may not have been testing things at his own pace.

But he does come to find Illumi again, like he said he would. He corners the man around the pool area since it's the best place to come out and get air, something he does frequently.]

Illumi-san?

[selfservinglove]

[Ah.]

[He's come back. Of course he has.]

[Illumi's in a different state of dress - he's changed in order to have a swim in the swimming pool, and therefore he's wearing his best attempt at a cover for what he's got underneath. Which, if you squint...it looks very much like nothing but a speedo.]

[He blinks as Hizamaru approaches, brushing some of his own hair back over his shoulder.]

Hello, Hizamaru. [His hand opens in a short wave.] Long time, no see.

[leggymaru]

[It's fine, mostly because Hizamaru is wearing something cursed with a pair of high-waisted leather pants. They're both bad.

Maybe the boutique is just bad.]

It's nice to see you again. [RIP] I came to ask if you would teach me more.

[selfservinglove]

[Yeah, the boutique is definitely bad.]

Oh. [His eyebrows raise, like he's surprised, even though he's the one who set this up in the first place.] Alright. Not a problem.

[A moment of silence, and then:]

Do you have anything in particular you're curious about?

[leggymaru]

[His lips part, but he glances down and is quiet for a moment or two while he thinks it over.]

Illumi-san, are you very good at fighting?

[selfservinglove]

Exceptionally so.

[It doesn't even sound like bragging. He just says it as casually as, well, most of everything else he says.]

...Are you?

[leggymaru]

Yes, I'm very good.

[Which also doesn't sound like bragging.]

Is there a way... while we fight? Or... after? I haven't been in battle since arriving. I miss it. I don't want to spar with my comrades while there is danger.

[selfservinglove]

[There's silence.]

[And then, Illumi smiles.]

Of course. Fighting helps relieve tension, but also helps to build it. [Paradoxical, he knows.] And if you want to mix it with what you want to learn...then that's one of the best times to do it.

[He reaches up, fingers trailing over the other man's shoulder.]

Its a unique kind of battle, you know.

[leggymaru]

[The shoulder under the finger doesn't duck away, but he does hum quietly. He keeps his eyes level with Illumi's face since he's trying to be--honorable? respectful?]

The way I feel when having sex... reminds me of... fighting. Being in a battle. In a way.

Why...?

[selfservinglove]

[That's a question he'd sure a certain someone who love to answer. But he, who only thinks of sex when its involved in a mission, or gets him something he wants, it's a little harder to put it into words.]

[As he thinks, he rubs a little circle into Hizamaru's shoulder, almost absentmindedly.]

...To think about it, well...it's a match of physical abilities, as well. Your body undergoes stress just like it does when you're fighting an opponent.

[He tilts his head, a few strands of hair falling in front of his face.]

That doesn't mean that one can be separate from the other. In many ways, its the same thing.

[leggymaru]

I thought so, too. I want to feel that way again, if just for a while.

[He doesn't clarify exactly what he means, but if they are of the mindset it's very similar then, well.]

Please fight me and have sex with me, Illumi-san. I won't damage you. We can spar. I don't have to use myself if you don't want me to.

[selfservinglove]

...

[His hand reaches up, touches Hizamaru's cheek, before drifting back to his side.]

Alright. This may not be the ideal place for sparing. [He looks around, taps his finger to his chin as he thinks.] Ah, we could do something like "whoever manages to throw the other into the pool wins"...

[A shrug.]

Are you okay with fighting without weapons? I would prefer that...