meme | #002 -- absolute obedience ( do you do you want to )

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the ABSOLUTE OBEDIENCE MEME 1. Post with your character. 2. That character is compelled to follow the orders of anyone who replies. 3. Any orders. 4. Any orders. Meme Strategy: There's nothing in the rules about whether or not your character knows s/he must obey - as well, the other character might not know that s/he must be obeyed. Play it however you like. Don't like the orders you got? Not willing to have your character follow them, even if you've had a good time up to this point? Talk to the other player, use OOC notes or PMs, try and work it out. Got some stuff you'd never want to play out? Consider making a preferences post and linking to it when you reply here. Wanna give orders that people would love to follow? Give em context. Make it a story. Is this about revenge? Working out some personal issues? Too dumb to realize that the other guy has to do whatever your guy says?

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[curepotion]

A dagger.

[ his voice is cool, but distinctly sharp--a dagger could mean so many things, but it's usually used for killing. stabbing.

sometimes in the back. ]

Pretty fitting, I'd say.

[firewheeling]

[It should hurt, he thinks. It should be a stinging blow to his pride and integrity, to be considered nothing more than a murderous instrument of betrayal. It's never been something he wanted to be. But he laughs again at Riku's certainty, at the utter lack of hesitation to condemn him so completely--what use does anyone ever consider a dagger, killing aside?

A sardonically pleased smile lights up his face, and his eyes gleam as he angles closer, pressing to close the distance and see just what he can figure out from the almost inevitable rebuff. After all, just because he doesn't want to be one doesn't mean that he can or should deny what he's done.]

Not bad! I guess it's fitting enough, I'll take it.

[curepotion]

Fitting enough, huh.

[ but when put into perspective, Riku can see him as a spark, too. after all, you could call Castle Oblivion a stack of dry paper, and Axel was the combustion that set it all ablaze. ]

Maybe a flint dagger. You still have a spark.

[firewheeling]

Yeah, fitting enough. But I like that idea even better--a flint dagger, that suits me just fine. Clever guy, aren't you?

[Axel moves to carelessly drape an arm over Riku's shoulders, evidently feeling a little companionable in the midst of their friendly banter; weighing the sensations against the distance, he's certain beyond a doubt now that something is making him more comfortable the closer he gets.]

[curepotion]

[ that weight is something Riku's never really felt before. he's way, way too confused, and when he tries to get a good look at Axel's face, he's too close, even if he's not right in his bubble. he can see the wisps of red hair on the sides of his head, the color of his tattoo, and he can smell leather that's cleanly broken in. ... and, the smell of smoke?

geez, he's too close. but he's sort of warm. ]

You sound surprised.

[firewheeling]

[Now this? This feels much better. There's no logical reason it should, but it does. He's actually rather tempted to just cozy up and enjoy the strange sensation of something like contentment; no doubt Riku's expression would be priceless. For the moment, though, he simply settles his arm more comfortably around him instead, toying with a few locks of pale hair.]

What's the matter? You keep saying I would be surprised, I should be surprised--shouldn't that be what you want?

[curepotion]

You shouldn't be surprised about me being smart, though.

I've avoided you guys for a while, no one would be able to do that without being smart--and what are you doing with my hair.

[ with such a weight on his shoulders, Riku doesn't feel like he can move, but he can't just shove Axel off of him when he's exhibiting such weird signs... ]

[firewheeling]

Messing with it?

[The offered explanation is nonchalant, almost playfully innocent, but Axel makes no effort to stop.]

There are different kinds of smart, you know. Coming up with a knife like that is creative, but hiding takes being sneaky.

[curepotion]

Hiding takes knowing where the enemy is.

... stop, you're going to make my hair get split ends.

[ oh, excuse him, that sounded way less girlish in his head. ]

[firewheeling]

I never said it didn't, did I?

[Axel laughs quietly, almost fondly, but he obligingly stops the petting; his fingers fall still and curl loosely against Riku's neck instead, still buried in his hair.]

[curepotion]

[ there's a shiver with those fingers against his warm neck, pulse. his spine sticks straight, his shoulders stiffen, and the red is an obvious glow on his face despite his blank expression. ]

What's with you? Tell me what's wrong with you.

[firewheeling]

[Axel's smirk only widens in response, smoothing his fingers down the curve of Riku's neck in a light caress; the sparkle of mischief in his eyes helps him dig his heels in to counter the urge to just spill it all right away, and at least take a moment of silence to organize the sentiment into a more appropriately flippant response. Even so, the thrill of pleasure once he does start to speak is undeniable, and Axel sidles closer almost without thinking about it.]

What, so now it's wrong for me to do what you say? I thought you'd be happy I'm feeling so generous today.

[curepotion]

[ wrong for him to do what he-- ]

You're not [ feeling anything, he wants to say, but he can't. because that looks like happiness on his face, and while Riku has absolutely no clue how that's happening, he knows that it's not fake. but, suddenly, his commands and Axel's reactions to those commands make more sense. ]

... why are you doing what I say? I want to know.

[firewheeling]

You mean I can't ever just want to do something without an ulterior motive? That's kind of harsh, Riku.

[Axel might seem miffed at Riku's lack of faith in him, if he wasn't being so playful; he cozies up against Riku without hesitation now, humming in obvious satisfaction as he traces a finger along Riku's collarbone.]

Besides, sometimes it just feels good to do a guy a favor, even when it isn't expected, you know? Maybe especially when it isn't expected.

[curepotion]

[ a shiver runs through him, obvious and physical, and Riku just grabs onto Axel's hand, stopping him, lacing his fingers to make sure nothing of his hand is moving, and then he looks up at the redhead to prove his point. ]

Are you doing all this without an ulterior motive? Tell the truth.

[firewheeling]

[Axel leans his cheek against Riku's shoulder with smug satisfaction, drinking in the full-bodied shiver as the younger boy captures his hand. He's having fun, and Riku is remarkably entertaining when he's flustered; it's enough to make him content to just nuzzle against him, and not even try to resist Riku's grip.]

Right on. Just what else could I hope to gain from this, anyway?

[curepotion]

Then what's your--

[ god, what is going on? he can't get anything out of Axel without starting another reaction. ]

... motive.

[firewheeling]

I'm pretty sure I just answered that a few minutes ago. Weren't you paying attention?

[Obviously, sprinkling voluntary actions in the midst of ones he feels compelled to do is the best way to go about doing this--just a little more of a leg up on keeping him confused and off-balanced. He's even starting to think this isn't so bad after all, so long as Riku doesn't catch wise and start trying to force him to do things he'd really rather not--after all, he's feeling shockingly good right now, the best he can remember since..... well, since he was able to feel things like this.]

[curepotion]

Can you blame me if I'm not? You keep touching me.

[ and it's distracting because Axel's gloves have cold water clinging to them, but his body seems too heated, and it's a mesh of temperature confusion that makes Riku's body react all too readily. ]

[firewheeling]

I guess I can't blame you too much..... What's the matter, you don't like it?

[curepotion]

[ he has him there. he half-scowls before he pushes Axel, letting go of his hand quickly. ]

You already know the answer to that.

[firewheeling]

[The way Axel staggers, you'd think Riku had pushed him much harder than he had--or that he barely weighed anything at all. But he sways back and lets the momentum and direction of the shove spin him on his heel like a top, laughing as the bottom of his coat flares around him. He pivots again with a quick flourish to face Riku, and judging from his grin, completely undeterred. What good is a game without a little horseplay, after all?]

Oh, come on--it's hardly fair to say that when I have two answers to choose from. But they do say actions speak louder than words..... So I'm gonna say you liked it a fair bit.

[curepotion]

[ sorry, did you mean to say, 'blush harder, Riku'? Because that's what he's doing, and with a red face, he launches forwards to grab hold of Axel's jacket with both gloved hands and bring him close to his face. ]

Leave me alone. That's an order.

[firewheeling]

Woah--!

[His smirk at the blushing falters as Riku lunges for him; bootheels scrape awkwardly against the ground as he instinctively tries to lean back and keep his balance, and he ends up with his hands on the boy's arms to keep himself upright instead, as close as Riku is holding him. In the end, though, the impulse to back off and get the hell away from Riku, strong as it is, is able to be settled for the moment--in large part simply because he can't, Riku isn't letting him go yet.

So for the moment, he's willing to let himself be held dangerously close, body radiating warmth and grasp loose as he allows Riku to help support his weight. The smirk has faded to a mild half-smile, but his eyes are bright and keen still, fixed intently on Riku's face with an almost feline air of expectancy. Well? Is Riku going to let him go? Keep him close? Stop sending mixed messages? Maybe he needs to make up his mind before he offers any more orders.....]

[curepotion]

[ it's like he doesn't really know he's holding onto Axel.

it's like those eyes push him into a world of his own for a moment, and Riku feels he should be distinctly ashamed at the way his lips part and his jaw drops a little--not enough to be amusing, but enough to definitely show he's a bit disarmed.

when he finally crashes back down to earth he flinches and throws Axel away. ]

Go!