[ Jim doesn't mind being surrounded by humans - it let him find Zell, and he doesn't know that he ever would've had something like this back home - but he likes meeting people so different he doesn't even know what they are. ]
Pretty close to moles. They live underground and their faces have these wrinkles. [ Tracing out lines on Jim's face. Poking the tip of his nose with his thumb as he smiles fondly. He really can't get enough of how cute Jim is. That he actually has a boyfriend. ]
That earns a fond look. His thumb must regain it's honor by poking Jim's mouth.
Then both eyebrows will rise as he thinks about BEAR]
He's a bear?! [ Whoa. ] That explains the size. Man, bet he could pack a mean punch if he wanted to.
[ Or shove. His attention is on his boyfriend's lips though. There's a feeling there and he's not really sure what to make of it. Like he wants to test Jim's limits again to see what he could do.
He doesn't though. He doesn't want Jim moving away again. It's warm in the tent, more than he's used to, but it's nice. ]
Doppler is your mom's friend? And Amelia is the Captain, right?
[ Jim, that doesn't help at all. Just going to swallow, not sure what he wants with that mouth, but knowing he wants it. Sliding his hand up to cup the side of his face. ]
Wait. A freaking canon? Really? I know I saw something on his arm, but I didn't know it could do that.
I didn't either. [ Jim lets Zell feel his face for a moment, enjoying it, before taking his hand and marking off just below the elbow. This might be an excuse to trace his skin. ] It's hollow, two pieces going right here, and pieces swing in and out of it. Like an army knife. He stuck one down into his leg and came out with a canon.
[ Jim's touches leave a warm trail in their wake. He wants to feel more of it, his hand moving to rest on Jim's leg for a moment to try to trace out where the canon can be. ]
Here?
[ Then thinking about it. ] Must have been heavy. Did you ever get a close look at it? [ You know when you weren't stabbing it or staring down the barrel. ]
[ A part of him really doesn't want them meeting again. At the same time, maybe that'll help clear things up for Jim. Draw some lines or something. Walking his fingers up Jim's leg and then skipping where it connects to the hip to put his hand on Jim's waist. ]
That wouldn't be enough time to figure it out.
[ Brushing his thumb against Jim's side. ]
I could help you. If you really wanted to meet him again. I'm an Elite SeeD, remember?
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he is five
Really? In farts? From his butt?!
[ Dropping his forehead to Jim's shoulder as he laughs. ]
That must have sucked when people tried talking to him.
[ He can't. He can't even imagine the smell and being in a confined space. ]
they're both five
[ Jim can't help but laugh too, though he tries to cover for it. ]
He had these... tubes on his back that he could blow through to make noises. The part that really sucked was that he snored.
yes :3
[ Laughing. Oh my god, that's terrible. ]
Is it worst or better than the snoring from the others here?
[ Zack's snoring and Mochi's morning breath can be bad. ]
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[ Really, it's more terrible than anything Zell could imagine. ]
They all smelled though. The whole... cabin. It was bad.
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[ How did you keep clean? ]
Guess it's good you like sleeping with me, huh.
[ He means it innocently cause they aren't there yet. But he does keep himself decently cleaned. ]
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[ Most of the time, anyway; sometimes things get a little gross between being able to do laundry.
Right now, he smells good. ]
There were baths, they were just... pirates.
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You smell good, too. [ Even if he does snore and drool. Reaching over to hook his hands in Jim's belt to pull him close. ]
So smelly and gross? Were they all alies?
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[ Which is what people around here seem to mean by alien. ]
None of 'em were even the same species as each other.
alies aliens same difference
I guess it's different when everyone is from different worlds, huh?
[ Even Jim. Leaning forward to press a kiss against the tip of his nose. ]
Must have been something to see. I'm used to just seeing... [ Gestures between them. ] Humans.
[ Brushing the back of his knuckles against Jim's cheek. ]
don't lie zell we know you've got a little blue buddy
[ Jim doesn't mind being surrounded by humans - it let him find Zell, and he doesn't know that he ever would've had something like this back home - but he likes meeting people so different he doesn't even know what they are. ]
Everyone looking and sounding the same?
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dats racist jim]I don't think we all look the same. [ Reaching up to try to spike his own hair. ]
Do I look like Zack or Kunsel?
[ And then he thinks of something! ]
We have Shumi people up north. Also Moombas but they might be related to Shumi.
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[ Not... that Zell would know what any of them look like. ]
the Shumi are the mushroom guys, right?
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He's already thinking of the cyborg. He looked... human-ish? There were some odd things. ]
What does Doppler look like?
[ And then thinking about it. ]
They do look a little like them. Do you know what a mole is?
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[ Yes, this is a relevant question. ]
And yeah, we've got moles. They're mole people?
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[ And thinking about it. ]
Pretty close to moles. They live underground and their faces have these wrinkles. [ Tracing out lines on Jim's face. Poking the tip of his nose with his thumb as he smiles fondly. He really can't get enough of how cute Jim is. That he actually has a boyfriend. ]
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Doppler's... kind of a dog person.
[ Actually a dog person. ]
Amelia's a cat. Silver's a bear.
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He has much better things for biting.That earns a fond look. His thumb must regain it's honor by poking Jim's mouth.
Then both eyebrows will rise as he thinks about BEAR]
He's a bear?! [ Whoa. ] That explains the size. Man, bet he could pack a mean punch if he wanted to.
[ Or shove. His attention is on his boyfriend's lips though. There's a feeling there and he's not really sure what to make of it. Like he wants to test Jim's limits again to see what he could do.
He doesn't though. He doesn't want Jim moving away again. It's warm in the tent, more than he's used to, but it's nice. ]
Doppler is your mom's friend? And Amelia is the Captain, right?
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He behaves, though, and settles for licking his lip and taking a deep breath. ]
Yeah, that's right.
His arm turns into a freaking canon, though, so I don't know if he'd even bother with a punch.
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Wait. A freaking canon? Really? I know I saw something on his arm, but I didn't know it could do that.
[ That's...pretty cool. ]
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Here?
[ Then thinking about it. ] Must have been heavy. Did you ever get a close look at it? [ You know when you weren't stabbing it or staring down the barrel. ]
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[ Jim huffs, sounding offended by that. ]
Maybe if we meet again.
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That wouldn't be enough time to figure it out.
[ Brushing his thumb against Jim's side. ]
I could help you. If you really wanted to meet him again. I'm an Elite SeeD, remember?
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[ Since Jim thinks it's basically the coolest thing he's ever heard, and it shows. ]
What are you gonna do? Punch him?
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[ Brushing his knuckles against Jim's cheek. ]
You wouldn't be happy if I did. He did save you after all. I just... he did point an arm canon at you.
[ Among other things. ]
You being happy is all that really matters, so I'll respect what you decide.
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