[open] july catchall

[techmaturgy]

Who: Viktor and special guests and you
When: throughout July & August
Where: Cadens, the Horizon, Nocwich
What: ah oh no we were indirectly responsible for bombing the castle
Warnings: war crimes

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[techmaturgy]

[With Istredd, Viktor presumes, and it's sort of funny to imagine Kyle trying to drag the man away from his books. He resolves not to be so difficult, should they ever find themselves in a library together, and entertains the fleeting idea of showing Kyle some particularly interesting papers. Reading to him, maybe.

He takes it as a good sign, that he's already thinking about what they might do next.]

Is this strange? [Sitting at a restaurant, ordering lunch and then eating dessert first. It feels normal, all things considered, which Viktor likes for the novelty of it.] What sort of strange things might you like to do next?

[ushiri]

[ The lunch isn't strange - they are both a little strange, but Viktor doesn't make him feel that way. Instead of trying to explain, he eats his strawberry with another grin and then attempts to consider his actual plate of food before it gets too cold. ]

Not only strange things. [ He thinks for a minute while he takes his fork and knife in hand, cutting his eggs and steak into smaller pieces. ]

On the beach here, I remember there were little pools in the rock where the water gets trapped. Tiny fish and things that lived in there. [ He tilts his head, indicating past the dock toward the shoreline. ] It's not so far. Or there's always the spa on the ship.

[ Even less of a walk, though personally Kyle isn't in the mood to have strangers touch him right now. ]

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[Given tacit permission to eat something besides dessert, Viktor...continues to eat dessert. He's still working on the little cake, managing to turn something that should have been one bite into two, chewing thoughtfully as he considers their next course of action.]

I like the beach. [And inspecting strange creatures that live in tide pools, apparently.] But I'm unsteady on the sand, so I might need your assistance.

[A not-so-subtle flirtation, maybe. An invitation for Kyle to walk him down to the tide pools with a hand at the small of his back.]

I've been to the spa. It's fine. That sort of thing has always felt...excessive, to me. Too indulgent.

[Piltie nonsense, he'd called it. Viktor doesn't really want to be hovered over by strangers, either.]

[ushiri]

[ Kyle supposes he would choose cake over cold soup too, and he observes without commentary, taking note of how Viktor stretches out a portion. It's in part an automatic behavior on Kyle's part to pay attention details, all people are puzzles, an amalgamation of little habits they may or may not even be aware of themselves. He tries not to make it obvious, at least, knowing Viktor doesn't like being scrutinized in general. He shifts his focus to his own plate, not exactly savoring it the way he did with the fruit and cream. ]

I can probably manage that. [ He says this with another smile pulling at the edges of his lips. One way or another he's been grinning since they got here, it's easy enough to see that he's genuinely relaxed now and enjoying himself. He teases: ]

But eating dessert for lunch is just indulgent enough. [ He cleans off his fork in his mouth and reaches with it for another little cake, sectioning off a piece of eating it. ] I see.

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[The truth is that Viktor does not necessarily derive his pleasure from food, and therefore prefers dessert, though now that the cake is finished he'll be a responsible adult and work on the food that he ordered. If he notices he's being scrutinized, he doesn't show it--Viktor is more focused on the fact that Kyle seems to be enjoying himself.]

If I had my way, I would photosynthesize. Like a plant.

[Obviously a joke on several levels, because Viktor doesn't exactly spend much time in the sun, either.]

But then I wouldn't be able to have dessert. So.

[He's allowed one indulgence, apparently, and it's this.]