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[kch_kch]

[For those interested in video, you're in for a vaguely Bonesish treat. That is, it's time for some sexy accidental video. This time the star players are your friendly neighborhood Miguel and a nice young imagined lady from Barcelona. You might catch a few glimpses of feet, as the communicator has fallen at the end of the bed, but for the most part

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[ironlass]

[ This whole imagination thing is great, isn't it? And that's why Jade wanted to show her bro Miguel something special. Her amazing canine wonder, Bec. She had wanted to surprise him so she traveled to his room unannounced.

Except..well it sounds like two people are killing each other in there and now she sort of doesn't want to knock because what if there is a murderer loose in the mansion??? So instead she just talks to the door while Bec whines next to her. ]

Hello? Miguel? Are you alright?

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[Hoooooly ship.

Miguel, thankfully mostly dressed already (though he can't say the same for his female guest) flies from the bed and straightens himself out. Mostly.

He cracks the door, peeking out at his young friend.]

Um. Hiiii. I'm...fine. Is there something you need, Jade?

[ironlass]

Oh, okay. You might want to turn down your tv then! It's really loud.

[ And with that she steps to the side and points at Bec. ]

I wanted to show you my dog Becquerel! Well..it's not really him. It's an imaginary version but it's still soooo cool!

[kch_kch]

Teevee?

[Miguel looks at the dog in question and, despite his experience with animals with extraordinary qualities, he's a little surprised.]

What...sort of dog is he, exactly?

[There's a murmur from behind him. Miguel does his best to ignore it.]

( video )

[sunflowersunday]

[ Russia has been here like a week and already he's heard two people have sex. This shit is like Catherine the Great all over again w;A;w ]

This is becoming oddly common...

[video forever]

[kch_kch]

[Miguel's getting back a little late but they're taking plenty of breaks so.]

Sorry, amigo. Didn't realize these things just...go sometimes.

[video forever]

[sunflowersunday]

So I've been told. Perhaps would be best to preemptively "cover up" from now on?

[kch_kch]

Or put it in a cupboard. Naughty little thing.

[neverhadenough]

[Tulio spent most of this event lounging in a room full of imaginary gold, because it has been far too long, and he really needed the relaxation-time.

And the gold. Mostly the gold.

In fact, he was bringing some back to the shared room that he and Miguel stay in. Only...there are noises. Setting down the armful of sparkling, glimmering statuettes, bowls, and jewelry, he presses his ear against the door suspiciously.

He knows what those noises mean, and he forces open the door, prepared to find the room decked out like a brothel, but...]

Aha-! Hooooooooly Miguel?

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[..........Well, this is awkward.

Miguel's curled into an intricate position with his lady friend, one that admittedly he had only managed before when the sex was taking place in his imagination. Perhaps he made Señorita Barcelona more flexible than she is in reality.

Clearing his throat uncomfortably, Miguel removes himself from the girl and, despite his normal personality trying to make him feel PRETTY DAMN AWFUL about doing this in their room without asking, he's feeling oddly rebellious.

Not as if Tulio wasn't just doing this with Chel the other day, after all.]

Buenos, ah, dias, I suppose. Not sure what time it is.

[Grin.]

I'd ask if she'd allow you to join us but I'm afraid she's just so fond of me, for some reason.

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[neverhadenough]

[I'm sorry, when was Tulio doing things with Chel? The other day? Let's think about this for a moment, Miguel, and think hard. How long has Tulio been in this mansion? Has Chel been here at all? No, we thought not. There are so many holes in your logic that it looks like Swiss cheese.]

...it's the afternoon.

[He can appreciate the niceties of an Afternoon Delight, but still. In their room? Tulio rolls his eyes.]

Funny, Miguel, just make sure you clean up afterwar-

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[neverhadenough]

[He stops, staring at the girl, finally. It's the girl he had fallen in love with as a younger man, and convinced Miguel to help him chase her back to Barcelona so he could woo her.

And then she and Miguel had done things, and it had taken Tulio a long while to get over that.

So this? This right here, pal? This is a punch to the face.]

You...she...

[He's trying to form words, but he's doing that thing he does when he gets all conniption-y.]