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@meow_wow
28 / male / bisexual / 8♢

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My Self-Summary

Back where I'm from, I was personally mentored by one of the best surgeons in the Kingdom of Rondon, who was a baron no less. Eventually, I also ended up serving as a combat medic for a war that just recently ended. As a result, I can't say I've had a lot of time exploring much in the way of hobbies, but I'll be glad to explore that kind of thing with people here. It's certainly much calmer by comparison.
My Future Plans

Difficult to say as we adjust to life in this resort, but right now I'm just interested in getting to know everyone else here and assuring we all have a pleasant time. I assure you, I'd like to see to it you have one.
My Talents

I used to work as a butler, so I have experiencing in mixing some pretty decent cocktails.

As much as I would love make people here a drink, I'd also enjoy showing how good I am with my hands. And, well, everything else, for the record.
Favorite Books, Movies, Music, and Food

Not much for books honestly; they put me to sleep better than any sedative. But I do like jazz and swing music, mystery films, and I favor beef wellingtons.
My Ideal Partner

I consider myself a flexible man, but I like someone with a quick wit.

Height 5'9" Body Type Lean, muscular Smokes Occasionally. Drinks Always a fan of an old-fashioned. Drugs No Sign Someone clarify this for me. Education I was personally mentored. Occupation Doctor Income Well right now that's questionable, isn't it. Children None Pets None Hobbies Mixing cocktails is pretty relaxing.

art credit: one. two. three. four. five.

01. WINE OR BEER
Wine.

.02 CLOWNS OR MIMES
Mimes, because at least they don't talk.

.03 SHOWER OR BATH
Bath.

.04 PIRATES OR NINJAS
Pirates, I guess.

.05 TITS OR ASS
Both.

.06 COFFEE OR TEA
Coffee.

.07 SPICY OR SWEET
Spicy. Never really got used to sweets.

.08 SUMMER OR WINTER
Summer.

.09 LEATHER OR LACE
Lace.

10. ROUGH SEX OR GENTLE SEX
Both.

Personality Type
ISFJ-T

ENERGY
83%
introverted

MIND
87%
observant

NATURE
71%
feeling

TACTICS
72%
judging

IDENTITY
68%
turbulent

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[ normally he’d just text but he’s feeling impulsive and well, he can read daan’s voice better than his writing. ]

Hey. [ despite the frustration in his voice before he left— ] You okay?

[Daan intends on keeping it cordial.]

...I'll be fine. But thank you for checking on me.

So you aren’t fine.

[ he’s not the most socially adept but he can catch the obvious signs, at least.

cloud sighs. ]

It was me, wasn’t it.

I'd rather not act out like a petulant child. So I saw fit to remove myself.

[There's a pause. Well. Better to be honest, he supposes.]

It was a couple of things, but... yes, a little.

When I'm in need of help, I'm supposed to turn to you. But I would expect the same in return. I don't... like things to be left uneven. Especially for you and me.

[ he stays quiet — he should apologize. but he’s never known to behave in situations like these, still too socially stunted, and he frowns, the self deprecation creeping into his system. ]

You’re… [ he swallows. ] always helping people. And me… and I didn’t— I don’t want to use you for things like this.

[ it goes unsaid. “haven’t people done that to you enough?”. ]

That thing between me and Five, it’s… [ he grits his teeth. ] It’s a contract. We couldn’t care less about each other. But it’s the only way… the only way I can get my sword back, and you don’t… you don’t understand how much, [ his voice strains. it’s obvious this is personal, in ways he can’t even recognize. ]

You don’t understand how much I need that sword back.

I want to help you, is the difference. And I'm in a position to make that choice. Didn't you give me shit for trying to do something similar before? "You can care about me, but I'm not supposed to care about you," I believe you told me, making a fine point of it. And you... weren't wrong to say that to me.

[That sword means so much to Cloud. Maybe it's a soldier thing, or it's something else.]

...No, I don't, and... it's fine that I don't understand. I won't get in your way if you can get back something that makes you feel whole again.

But you wouldn't be using me, Cloud. I would refuse you, if I so wanted.

I just—

[ he doesn’t mention that after that entire debacle, despite what he said, he had his suit activation taken care of by someone else. that he couldn’t possibly bring himself to disturb daan after that. he had asked him to not look at him any differently, and he doesn’t, but—

the people in his life were already hurting so badly, and he managed to make it worse without fail. ]

I don’t… want to bother you. Or drag you into things. It’s stupid. I get it.

[ and then with some hesitation— ]

And I… I don’t know. You do something to my head.

[ the last time he was like this was when he was a teenage boy. ]

...I understand where you're coming from. And it's very considerate of you, Cloud. But I want us to work together, and I dislike an uneven agreement.

[There's a pause, and he remarks with some amusement.] You make it sound like I've bewitched you.

[ he heaves out a breath. ]

Fine. But only because you asked. Alright?

[ and then daan says that, and he stammers. ]

…It’s not— I— …Ugh.

[ he remembers the way akechi had flustered. the way marina had been so proud to call him her friend. ]

You’re… a lot more of a people person than you think you are.

Thank you. ...I understand better than a lot of people how difficult it is to ask for help. But we both could try to be better about that.

[And selfishly, he does want to be available for Cloud. For as long as he gets to have this, before it's gone or before Daan isn't Daan anymore.]

I know how to socialize, if it strikes me. A learned skill. [Daan doesn't quite follow Cloud's train of thought.]

Yeah. I know. [ and then, with a lot of effort: ] I’m sorry.

[ he doesn’t register his selfishness; despite everything, there’s a part of his brain convinced daan is pitying him. that whatever he thinks this is isn’t real. ]

Not what I meant, doc. [ a beat. ] People like you. You’re charming. You just come from a hellhole that made you think otherwise.

You're forgiven. And I apologize if my leaving made things awkward. ...I had a lot to process, and admittedly I wasn't comfortable being around a bunch of people who were drugged by their food.

[There's a thoughtful hum.]

I see. That's what you mean. Though I note a hint of bias, calling me charming. You flatter me.

You’re fine. Not really good in situations like that. The… boner didn’t help.

[ he didn’t want to make it obvious, either — that he’s attracted to him. that he thinks about him in that way. ]

…You’re going to make friends. [ he says, more gently. ] You won’t be alone again. I’m sure of that.

I doubt most people are exactly good in situations like that. Though I commend Marina for her confidence to enjoy herself; she deserves it.

...But you can come to me, and I won't be offended. I promise you that. If there is someone else you prefer, I'll understand that, too. Ultimately, I want you to know you have options. As you should.

[A wry little noise.] Sad, isn't it. All my life, I've focused on staying alive and trying to make something of myself. But I never had a single friend until Marina decided she was one not so long ago.

[Shouldn't he also be thinking of Elise as one? Yet that's not something he could ever rightly call her, either. But there should be some kind of crossing in the concept -- from friend to loved one. No, surely, it was just that things settled in right; Daan knew she captured his heart, and he was eager to give her everything.]

[ a sigh. ]

Reminds me of Aerith…

[ they both had their gremlins from home. ]

…You should… [ he’s gritting his teeth. he doesn’t like the idea of daan with other people more than he’d care to admit, but he knew the nature of this place — and that he was being a hypocritical child. ] have options too. But I’m… I’m here if you need something.

[ what he says next draws out a surprise from cloud. his voice quiets, and he breathes. ]

…I didn’t have friends until… [ his head hurts terribly. daan can likely hear his jaw tensing and grinding. ] Until… I met someone. My only friend…

[ there’s this undercurrent of sorrow — this grief. ]

…There’s— [ another beat. ] Nothing wrong with you. That was their loss, not yours. [ … ] I’m your friend.

I could see the two of them being awful menaces.

[too much chaotic power between them.]

Well. Then I guess that goes for both of us. ...Let me be reliable for you. And if I don't want to do something, I'll be honest.

[Though he struggles to consider that Cloud would ask him something that would disturb him that much.

There's a pause as he listens, acknowledging that this is a difficult subject for him. Ultimately, Daan relates; he couldn't afford to trust people, and learned quickly that he shouldn't. He couldn't even put all of is trust in Baron von Dutch, who was supposed to be his guardian and mentor. People are selfish and have self-interests; that isn't even something that makes Daan upset, it's just a fact with how the world works. People have to survive somehow.]

There's a lot wrong with me, Cloud. But we can argue about that another day. [He says that a bit wryly.] ...I'm honored and glad to be your friend. I mean that.

Got a headache at just the thought of it.

[ a nod of the head, a silent approval. ]

Deal. And I’ll kick your ass if you ever lie to me.

[ cloud’s fingers run through his hair. as they talk, he finds himself missing him; an odd feeling. ]

…Makes two of us. [ explains why their relationship is… the way it is. ] …Yeah. …Me too. I have your back, doc. That’s not gonna change.

[ he’d jump into his world and start beating ass if he had to. ]

I won't kick your ass, but I'll make you wish I did if you lie to me as well.

[Well. Now he kind of regrets leaving breakfast, but it seems like this was at least a constructive conversation. It's novel, he thinks, to speak like equals. Even with Elise, it was mostly him deferring to her. Which was fine, he argues to himself; shhe deserved the best, and who was he to argue?]

Not a lot stops you. [He sighs, but he's not bothered. Just fond.] But I'm grateful for you, all the same.

Yeah, yeah.

[ he admits more than he expects to in his presence, really. still— he sounds like he’s smiling through the speaker. ]

Glad you know that much. [ that was a point in his favor. “i’m grateful for you—“ makes cloud blush. so he did something right after all. ]

…I owe you. For… a lot.

[ he’s trying to hide it, too. the fact that he wants to see him. ]

Oh? Well, to me, it's more like we've done much for each other. No debts to be repaid, in my opinion.

[A pause.] ...Are you doing something right now?

We wouldn’t be talking like this if you didn’t start it a month back. So [ he clears his throat. ] Thanks.

[ and then he perks up, because he knows where this is going. probably? ]

I can make time for you.

It was worth my time.

[He means that; if anything, Daan is relieved that he's been a good experience sexually for Cloud and Marina both. They deserve to know that it can be good, under the right circumstances.]

I'd like that. I don't really know what I'd ask for, but I'd like to see you.

[ mentally, he's twiddling his fingers. he was never good at this kind of thing -- but it makes him...well, stupidly happy to hear that he wants to see him. that someone wants to be around him. ]

I'd say come over to my place, [ a beat. ] but yours is nicer. So...

[ he deliberates on it. ]

...I got the money for a nice dinner. You wanna go? [ that makes it sound like a date. somehow, the thought of that still flusters him despite the fact that they've literally been having sex. sheepishly-- ] ...I'll pay.

[ cloud strife, paying for someone else's dinner. absolutely unheard of. thanks five for the cash money. ]

I don't mind your room. It's really about your company, anyway.

[yo is this a date. Daan does even wonder about that briefly, but ultimately he brushes the idea off. Which is perhaps cruel; he knows that Cloud definitely harbors some big Feelings there, but...

He does like him, too.]

Sure. I'd like that.

Most people don’t want my company.

[ there were exceptions — aerith, jessie… but even their intentions were never clear to him. he’s never had anyone outright say they want him around before. there’s always a catch. ]

The Gilded Cage. 7 PM. I already said I’d foot the bill, so just get what you want.

[ he… has never had the means for this. but it’s different, now, and he can’t get it out of his head — the fact that daan was a butler. he deserves to be treated to something nice for a change. ]

Sound good to you?

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