DATE: Day 81 CHARACTER(S): Riki and Katze STATUS: Complete SUMMARY: Riki wants the Pet Ring off and Katze offers to help. (Warnings for nudity, as this ring is very interestingly placed) LOCATION: Katze's Room
Katze was still a little shell-shocked. Riki. Alive. Well. With no memory of his kidnapping, his mutilation or the explosion at Dana Bahn. He'd heard it could happen but he'd never expected it to happen to him.
Blessedly roommate free for the moment, Katze had prepared things. It was a matter of propping pillows up in a chair to make Riki more comfortable and give Katze space to work. He also contemplated binding Riki as if something went wrong it wouldn't be pleasant. But Riki knew better than to strike him.
He was going to anxiously peek out in the hallway yet again, instead confronted by the mongrel directly outside his door. The former Furniture blinked a few times at him. Certainly he looked like Riki. It was a very impressive doppelganger if nothing else.
Katze tilted his head, hair falling into his face. "Come in and I'll see what I can do."
Riki was silent. He was more comfortable with Katze than he thought was probably healthy. He didn't really like the guy (he had after all been the one to help Iason take him) but he had thought the two of them had come to some kind of understanding. He had started to work with the red-head again since Iason had allowed him out of the house long enough to have his own job.
It was weird how comforting it was to see Katze, even if he would never ever admit it aloud. Katze was a reminder of everything he had gone though, after all.
He was silent as he walked in, hands in his pockets as he glanced around.
"You won't find anything interesting," Katze said, noting Riki's look. "No booze. No cigarettes. No infamous black market contraband." It was rather bleak. Rather how he'd lived in Iason's service.
Katze moved to get a towel and a few tools. He gestured to the chair. "Pants off. Spread your legs. And Jupiter help you if you kick me or otherwise injure me."
It wasn't said meanly, or even harshly. Simply as Katze the computer expert going to work.
Riki resisted the urge to roll his eyes. He was trying not to be childish around Katze. His hands moved to take off his pants unceremoniously. He sat on the chair and spread his legs to give Katze as much room as possible.
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Blessedly roommate free for the moment, Katze had prepared things. It was a matter of propping pillows up in a chair to make Riki more comfortable and give Katze space to work. He also contemplated binding Riki as if something went wrong it wouldn't be pleasant. But Riki knew better than to strike him.
He was going to anxiously peek out in the hallway yet again, instead confronted by the mongrel directly outside his door. The former Furniture blinked a few times at him. Certainly he looked like Riki. It was a very impressive doppelganger if nothing else.
Katze tilted his head, hair falling into his face. "Come in and I'll see what I can do."
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It was weird how comforting it was to see Katze, even if he would never ever admit it aloud. Katze was a reminder of everything he had gone though, after all.
He was silent as he walked in, hands in his pockets as he glanced around.
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Katze moved to get a towel and a few tools. He gestured to the chair. "Pants off. Spread your legs. And Jupiter help you if you kick me or otherwise injure me."
It wasn't said meanly, or even harshly. Simply as Katze the computer expert going to work.
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"I'll try not to," he grumbled.
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