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eachdraidh2015-12-05 11:55 pm
fulminants) wrote in eachdraidh2015-12-05 11:55 pm
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[ Someone's chilling in boxers in a steaming hot spring he'd obviously made for himself. Problem is, everything around him is covered in an ungodly amount of snow. ]
You never actually miss the sight of hot babes in short skirts and plunging necklines until your spire gets dumped in a place so cold Satan would probably freeze his butthairs off. On the bright side, I think I might've spotted a yeti. Or that might've been someone's mother-in-law, who knows?
[ Still, Johnny looks largely unaffected by the mildly unfriendly climate. He's fishing an egg out of the hot spring, cracking it on the ice. It's hard-boiled. ]
So, anyway, Gailleann's basically stuck in Everwinter. When life gives you snowballs, make an awesome sport out of it, right? [ He bites into the egg, chews carefully, then swallows and adds: ] If you're sick of the tropical, muggy weather and want to come by, the Spire's open to you. The fires are always burning in Gaillean. Just don't try to kill anyone, and we're good.
More importantly: there's a new skating rink that my guys just worked overtime to make, and a bunch of awesome slopes I spent days creating; go nuts on it and tell me what you think! I'm always a fan of continuous improvement.
You never actually miss the sight of hot babes in short skirts and plunging necklines until your spire gets dumped in a place so cold Satan would probably freeze his butthairs off. On the bright side, I think I might've spotted a yeti. Or that might've been someone's mother-in-law, who knows?
[ Still, Johnny looks largely unaffected by the mildly unfriendly climate. He's fishing an egg out of the hot spring, cracking it on the ice. It's hard-boiled. ]
So, anyway, Gailleann's basically stuck in Everwinter. When life gives you snowballs, make an awesome sport out of it, right? [ He bites into the egg, chews carefully, then swallows and adds: ] If you're sick of the tropical, muggy weather and want to come by, the Spire's open to you. The fires are always burning in Gaillean. Just don't try to kill anyone, and we're good.
More importantly: there's a new skating rink that my guys just worked overtime to make, and a bunch of awesome slopes I spent days creating; go nuts on it and tell me what you think! I'm always a fan of continuous improvement.
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[Jack's eyes look over him, appreciative.]
Ski slopes, though. Really Johnny?
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Plenty of room in here for one more, babe. You know I'll keep you and your nuggets nice and warm. [ He pauses. ] Bring more eggs if you're coming down, though. I think I finished 'em up.
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[Amused. But that's not a 'no', and he just might come down and surprise him later.]
I don't suppose any winged deer have been by to drink?
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[ Johnny liked the little guy. He also knows Jack hadn't turned him down. He beams at him, tapping the screen lightly. ] What're you up to?
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Why are you asking?
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[ Johnny squints in the direction it's gone off in, but then is duly distracted by that question. ] Reasons! Maybe I'll decide to come and bother you instead.
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[Especially not in the middle of the ice and snow.
Jack considers for a moment.]
No. I'll come to you.
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[ Johnny makes a face. Bigass boy fairies, not his thing. And at this time the only dude he's happy thinking of naked is Jack. He grins at him. ]
Bring eggs, too. I wanna show you something.
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[His. You're eating your own egg rations, Storm.
Jack comes out soon enough, bundled up save for his hands. He smiles when he sees him, a slow, wicked stretch of his lips.
A ball of ice forms in his palm. Jack sends it flying, but it melts into a splat against Johnny's shoulder.]
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When Johnny feels the unexpected cold burst splat on his shoulder, he yelps and jumps. ] Whoa, hey!
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It's just as I thought. [Jack sighs dramatically, but the smile never leaves his lips.] Skinny dipping? Even your balls should've retreated up into your stomach.
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[ He sets the locket aside, wading over to prop his arms against the side, grinning right back at him. Jack's sense of humor has always warmed him. ] And why are you still wearing clothes?
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[Jack crouches down at the edge, tipping Johnny's chin up with a finger to kiss him.]
But I might reconsider, if it's warm enough for me to come in.
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[ He purrs into the kiss, leaning up to deepen it. Jack draws away too quickly, but Johnny's happy to oblige, splashing around a little as the water heats up, warmth steaming off the ice. ]
Definitely warm enough. Clothes off. Did I tell you about the time I went for a soak at the foot of Mount Fuji in the middle of winter? [ He looks up at the grey sky, flicking at an occasional snowflake. ]
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[Sacred and, apparently, a great place for hot tubbing. Jack is so not surprised. Jack smiles at him, his thick coat coming off, followed by everything else a little quicker. He braces himself as he slides into the water, but Johnny already has it the perfect temperature.]
No, you never told me.
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[ Johnny hums and puts his arm around him when he comes in, taking his duty to keep Jack warm very seriously. He looks up at the clear sky marred with the occasional heavy cloud, scant few snowflakes fluttering down. ]
You could see the stars just pretty much crowding each other out in the sky. And they had sake, too, for you to sample when you're chilling out there. Have you ever had it?
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I haven't. [Dear lord, an alcohol that Jack Benjamin hasn't drank. Someone alert the presses.] Is it good?
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Nope. Totally tastes like crap. [ He splashes a little water on Jack's chest lightly, humming. ] You know, I've been doing some thinking on what we can try to grow here.
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Hmm, are any of Ariadne's architects still here? Maybe they could draw up some plans for a greenhouse.
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[Jack's voice is a low, fond purr. Johnny's disappointment over their loss was a tangible thing. Jack closes his eyes completely and turns his face towards his.]
You don't need an excuse to put your mouth on me. But that reminds me, your eggs are in my coat pockets.
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[ But Johnny tingles at that promise all the same, the idea of eating off him. His breath catching at just how damn beautiful Jack is, he leans in to kiss him, tipping his chin up so he can seal his mouth over his tenderly before he pulls away. He's reaching around in the pockets of Jack's discarded pants, closing around two of them as he laughs. ]
You totally meant that in the other way too, didn't you? [ He sets the eggs carefully in the water away from Jack, his hand heating them up so that they boiled nicely. ]
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[Jack's voice is too innocent though, something he can't hope to pull off.]
It's going to be more than just keeping the cold out, you know. Even thawed, this ground might not be suitable for anything.
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[ He thinks about it a moment. ] What about a greenhouse, like you said? We can ship soil. Maybe use some poop?
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And now he's talking about poop.]
Second on the list of words you're never to say again. [Behind "sexiversary".] There is earth if we can melt down to it. But it might need a little fertilizer.
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