Adrift

[tastes_of_honey]

Poor Ichigo needs to be protected from himself again. He doesn't know how fortunate he is that I've taken a charitable interest in him. Jessica Rabbit is convinced that I'm the decent sort of guy who cares more about a woman's brains than her bodacious body. Most of that is true. There's the possibility that blankets get a voyeuristic thrill from

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[killwithmymind]

"You can hate humanity without going out of your way to fuck over everyone who crosses your path." The look on the icon? That's the look Schu's getting now.

[tastes_of_honey]

Fucking everyone over is my schtick! If I start discriminating now, how much lower will I go?

::Schu gives your icon look the one-finger salute, because he really does feel screwed up right now, kthanx.::

[killwithmymind]

Nagi rolls his eyes. "You've always discriminated. Or mine has. He always picks the ones that will be the most interesting to mess with. You've got to be a little discriminating. You don't have enough hours in the day to really fuck over every person you see.

"And with what you've said about Aya, fixing him will be way the fuck more challenging and interesting than breaking him."

[tastes_of_honey]

Yeah, but now I'm passing up some of the most interesting ones.

I know, I said that about Aya in the past, but then I didn't have this sudden fucking good will to more members of humanity to make it look suspect. I have too many things wrong with me.

[tastes_of_honey]

Sure. Ask.

[tastes_of_honey]

::Yeah. The mind is an erogenous zone too. You could make people feel as if you're actually touching them, and they'll respond accordingly. Or you could just kind of... stroke their minds. Pure sensation.::

::I find it almost impossible to have even regular sex without getting even more revved up by what my partner's feeling and feeding back what I'm feeling, which makes them get hotter, etc. in a kind of loop.::

[man_of_means]

That kid's kinda' easy to rile, ain't he?

[tastes_of_honey]

Yep, Ichigo makes his own gravy. All you have to do is poke him the tiniest bit and he's flying. I have loads of energy and watching him still makes me feel exhausted.

Your reboot seems to be treating you well.

[man_of_means]

Poor kid.

Yeah, I have my shield back! I feel...I dunno', more complete. Like I have an integral part of myself back.

[tastes_of_honey]

Really. Going out into the Nexus screaming out about why sex is so important to everybody is an equivalent to walking out there with a big "EAT ME" sign on.

He'll either grow out of the overexcited, flaily thing or burn out big time. I keep telling him he should calm down or meditate or something, but he just gets defensive.

I get that. It's a big part of who you are and how you do it. I felt like I was losing my mind the few times I had my telepathy completely blocked off.

[cursed_bird]

::from very far away::

::Pretty? From Hell's black heart, ye bastard, I stab at thee Pretty? Ye feel off, love. I can't fragrant offering and a sacrifice of falsehood and deceit Taste of kitten and remorse, it doesn't suit ye, why...?::

[tastes_of_honey]

::You sound a little more discombobulated than I feel.::

::Maybe because he's familiar when so little else in London is? I dunno.::

[cursed_bird]

::Ye've a new toy in the old, but ye fear to break him? Ye behold how the blood of the covenant Sympathy for those ye tread upon, don't take their little pains gnaw your tongue and cry to Heaven all Lost and blind, do ye need any--::

[tastes_of_honey]

::It's always easier to break things. You know that, sweet. Once the toy is broken badly enough, there's no more fun in the play.::

::Farf feels like a vortex, like he's howling into the heart of a tornado....::

::There are a lot of things I need. What do you need, Farf?::

[fool_rushing_in]

. . . . .

[tastes_of_honey]

Yes, sweetie?

[fool_rushing_in]

Don't call me sweetie, and I don't need saving from myself.

[tastes_of_honey]

::flashes a charming smile:: So when are you going to get around to doing it, kitten tits?