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[teenyoda]

[Hey, look at that. A step in the right direction. He was learning not to open his posts to the side that he was supposed to be fighting. And killing, if her royal glowiness had anything to say about it. Color him not impressed.

But, he was mentally digressing, the locket held in his hand and panned around his brand new shiny wizard's room.


He made sure to get everything in his little scan, showing off what looked like a chemistry set over on the table there and that glowing ball thing that hw as kind of avoiding because scary and everything that was just too cool for school about this room.]

Isn't this great? They gave me a room, totally warded and everything so I don't have to worry about causing earthquakes or setting anyone on fire. Well, outside of it. I could probably still set myself on fire. I'm trying to avoid that. Look, it even has my name on the door.

[Cue him going over and opening the door to show the stylized plaque that was adhered to the door with his name on it.]

Still not entirely impressed with being kidnapped and not being able to go home and the whole trying to kill me stuff, but this... goes a tiny way to making it better. Just a little bit. Ooh, look at this.

[The locket panned back over to a coat rack, where he'd hung up the cloak he'd found when he'd come in at first. It was a dark, dark red that had shimmery silver highlights when he moved it.]

I got a cloak. They're trying to make me a pretty pimp wizard. Hey, hey Radagast. Would that make me Stiles the Red?

[Have a beaming teenager as he turns the pendant around so he can grin into it.]

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[bullhorned]

Seems a bit messy, that. That something you do?

[With how much Stiles goes on about sex and porn and things like that, he imagines Stiles to be rather fixated on the stuff. He probably would have gotten along great with Gendry's father.]

[teenyoda]

Are you asking me if I'd like to have a naked woman lying on my bed covered in whipped cream, chocolate sauce, and maraschino cherries? Because if that's what you're asking me, the answer is yes.

[bullhorned]

[Even Gendry can't help but find that an appealing image and he doesn't even know what half of those things were. But a naked woman is a naked woman and after those few days sharing a saddle, well...]

Mayhaps you ought to make that your next boon.

[Or maybe Gendry should.]

[teenyoda]

As nice of a fantasy as that is, I couldn't do it.

[Sigh.]

I prefer my ladies to like me for me, not show up magically and do whatever happens because they've been ordered to.

[Stiles was a romantic. No whores for him. Not even chocolate covered ones.]

But hey, maybe you should. Let off a little steam. Get that stick that's not up your ass out of it...

[bullhorned]

[Funny thing was, Gendry was no different. He'd long ago passed on his chance to have a whore-sister in his bed.]

My ass will manage on its own. Be a waste of a boon, besides.

[teenyoda]

I guess it would be. I mean, unless it was something you could summon up whenever the, ah, urge hit. Some magical construct that vanished when you were... finished and showed up when you activated the... whatever it was. Charm? Lamp? Oh my god, a sexy genie would be amazing.

[And still something he wouldn't partake of, though he'd certainly use the imagery for... personal time.]

[bullhorned]

[He frowned as he thought of how Stiles wished for a woman that simply ceased to exist whenever not being used for sex. He imagined how many of the men he knew would be happy for just that. The thought sat poorly with him.]

It's amazing you manage to do anything, seeing as you leave your cock to do all your thinking.

[teenyoda]

[Gendry... that's not what he wants at all. It's a nice dream, but if he can't fathom getting a prostitute, he wouldn't be able to bang a magical construct either.]

I'm a teenage boy just about to come into my sexual peak and I'm flooded with hormones. It'd be more surprising if I wasn't thinking of it. Seriously, with as much testosterone as you're packing, I'm going to call you a lying liar if you don't think of it too.

[bullhorned]

I've better things to think about it, is all. Call me a liar if you like, but I ain't got no time for thinking about whore moans.

[He's got a lot of thoughts on matters of love and sex. None of them particularly healthy.]

[teenyoda]

[Something was being lost in translation here, Gendry.]

Dude, you don't think about hormones. You react to them. It's pheromones and genetics and base human instinct. You're up there with Jon on not knowing how to have any fun. I think someone needs to educate you both.

[bullhorned]

[Whore moans and now fairy moans!? Gendry likes Stiles, but this is a guy a little too preoccupied with sex.]

We ain't got time to be wasting it with fun. We're not boys.

[teenyoda]

Um... yes we are. Teenage boys with so much time on our hands. We can worry about other stuff when we start paying taxes.

[bullhorned]

I'm not like to be paying taxes anytime soon. [Comes with the whole brigand outlaw gig.]

[teenyoda]

Then you should definitely be getting your irresponsibility on. Seriously. I'm dragging you with me and Jon when we go to the Station.

[bullhorned]

Why the Station? What's so great about that place?

[Because even Thranduil tried to get them to go there.]

[teenyoda]

Because you can plug things in there and we can play video games there and eat things that I don't think we can find here.

[And porn.]

And stuff.

[bullhorned]

[He already eats things he could never get before. And video games... whatever those are, anyway.]

Seems a bloody waste to ride all that way only for stuff.

[teenyoda]

That's because you haven't had stuff before, buddy. And it's not so much of a ride with those fairy rings, now. Barely a day's journey. We could totally pull that off.

[bullhorned]

I've no time for it. I've spent a month doing nothing already. I'll need to be back to work again.

[Only he would consider being stranded for a month as 'doing nothing'.]

[teenyoda]

... You can take a day, Gendry. A day It's not like I'm asking you to sacrifice your first born.

[bullhorned]

Some other time. I've work to do.

[Some people just don't get to goof off, Stiles! It's how it is!]

[teenyoda]

You realize this is why people think you've got something lodged up your butt, right?

[bullhorned]

You're the only what seems to be concerned about my butt, Stiles.

[teenyoda]

Correction; I'm the only one voicing concern over your ass. I'm willing to bet a lot of people think the same thing, they just won't tell you.

[bullhorned]

If anyone else tells me about it, I'll think about this Station place. For now, I've no time for it.