aidreamofsenpai: (not always prepared)
Nitori Aiichiro ([personal profile] aidreamofsenpai) wrote2020-12-08 11:04 pm
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IC Contact

[Any form of IC contact can go here! Text, video, voice, etc.]

I missed you! I'm really sorry, but I'll contact you as soon as I can!
illicitresearch: (Snobbish Syllabus)

[personal profile] illicitresearch 2015-03-14 03:27 am (UTC)(link)
It sounds sexy to you?

I assure you it's not! It's about as sexy as having a runny nose, after the first few hours, my testes feel like waterballoons, and some idiot decided to mock me about wetting myself on the trolley.

[ Is Zexion sulking and pouting over this? You betcha.]

At least it looks like it's been a minor epidemic, by the looks of the waiting room. Hopefully they've already worked out a treatment.
illicitresearch: (Atlas of Omens)

[personal profile] illicitresearch 2015-03-14 04:19 am (UTC)(link)
Oh... what, you mean with my powers? [ He blinks dazedly... Aii has a good point, and perhaps an even wickeder mind than he does, today.]

You're right. I should have just done that. But I was in such a terrible mood and wasn't even thinking straight.

And what do you mean, 'at first'? If you woke up from a wet dream, with eight times the mess than usual, you'd be alarmed more than anything too!
illicitresearch: (Lost Heterodoxy)

[personal profile] illicitresearch 2015-03-14 04:30 am (UTC)(link)
I'll... keep that in mind.

I just need you to be there for Genesis, so that he doesn't worry overmuch and feel the same way. I already told him there's not much to be done about it, unless you're some kind of specialist of this strange condition?

A few hours ago I might've asked for your best milking hand? But we're quite a bit beyond that now.
illicitresearch: (Ienzo - Regrettably)

[personal profile] illicitresearch 2015-03-14 04:50 am (UTC)(link)
I'd... like that, Aii, thank you.

[ There's a small pathetic noise, like a little whimper ] I'm just so afraid they'll have to stick it with needles or something, to drain it, or cut into them, and I don't-

[ He swallows, throat sounding dry and a little strained.] How can they expect me to keep being... doing, what's expected of us, integrating, if I can't... if something's seriously wrong with it?
illicitresearch: (Final Chapter)

[personal profile] illicitresearch 2015-03-14 05:01 am (UTC)(link)
"Out of service."

Hnh. Like a broken, bulging vending machine that just keeps... [ whoops, here goes the nervous hysteria giggling, hands over his face.] leaking.

Oh Aii, I'm so completely Out of Service right now.
illicitresearch: (Poetic License)

[personal profile] illicitresearch 2015-03-14 05:09 am (UTC)(link)
[ Zexion doesn't dare admit how completely unappealing the idea of hands on his prick it, at this very moment. He just holds arm across his stomach and feels his jaw tremble and tries to push through the tension headache. ]

Right. Right, in no time...

[ He smiles wanly rocking a little on the plastic seat to try and relieve a little of the heavy pressure, babbling.] Maybe they'll go ahead and give me a 'virtual' heart, too, while I'm in here.
illicitresearch: (Sepia Printing)

[personal profile] illicitresearch 2015-03-14 05:26 am (UTC)(link)
I know you would. [ Zexion sighs solemnly, and he does find small and warming comfort in that. ]

You're right, even if I became completely useless to the rest of this world...

Your heart is kind, and you'd still be there for me, smiling just as ever.
illicitresearch: (Ienzo - Swept Up)

[personal profile] illicitresearch 2015-03-14 05:40 am (UTC)(link)
[ A team?

Never since six apprentices decided to go rogue together in all their dangerous discoveries, and Xehanort declared them all in together, has he felt so much swell and relief and belonging wrapped into one word.

Even the Organization had always felt hollow, but this on Aii's lips in particular, 'We'll be a team', was the sort of thing that left Zexion more touched than he ought to be, and leaking even further from places even more out of the ordinary.

He sniffs, wiping at his cheeks.]


Okay! [ Zexion whispers fiercely, nodding into space as he gazes across the waiting room and breathes in big gulps that try to contain the overflowing feeling. ] We'll get through this together. You and I, and Genesis. Thank you.