robopriest | PC WITH ANAXAGORAS

You know, that's not a thing you should technically be proud of...

[But he's amused all the same. Hansa isn't going to be the pot calling the kettle black. He knows he's a thorn in people's sides, too.]

And...hey.

[What the hell, that's cute? That's too cute?! How dare he say such things. He thought he'd be okay with compliments but here he is getting huffy...how dare he...]

I like your laugh, too. Even your mad scientist one. So there. [SO THERE!] And...huh. No, actually. I never have. What's underneath, then?

It isn't?

[ Anaxagoras asks so lightly, maybe knowing or having a feeling that Hansa isn't really going to necessarily bother in admonishing him harshly at all.

Especially since the both of them are alike in this manner. But also, he looks particularly proud when the other man looks like he got caught up in this revelation. Well worth the admittance, far as he's concerned. ]

It does sound as if I surprised you. Enough for you to drop those genuinely sweet words in my direction in return. [ Hansa thinking 'cute' when he can be actually cute too...but, he's happy the man likes even the sound of his mad joy. ] Well, I'll simply show you. People say an image is worth a thousand words. But, it'll be even more when the truth is staring you in the eye.

So, here.

[ Is the little pun intentional? You decide! Anyway, he's pulling back the eyepatch to reveal a bit of...well, dark with a strange bit of light in there (like in the icon)? The result of which when he sacrificed his eye to see his sister for one last time. ]

I'm always genuinely sweet to you.

[Always will be.]

[And now comes the revelation. He doesn't know what to expect - what does a man who is an AI and a demigod and a professor have under an eyepatch anyways?]

[What he sees, however, is something truly surprising. Hansa blinks, taking it in, before his hand moves up to cup his face.]

...It's like a star. [He sounds awed.] How...did this happen?

Hmph...so you are. Even when you are delivering nonsense.

[ Stop, Hansa, you're going to make him blush again. Though the way he says such words rings through with a pleased-sounding tone amongst the bit of embarrassment that rises to the surface.

...Anaxagoras will just tilt his head into the touch, cheeks having warmed with ease - perhaps from the gentle outreach or his words. Or both. ]

A long time ago, I was a bit more careless when it came to alchemical experimentation.

[ He was even more reckless about things back then. A bit more wild - well, some aspects of that remain but have changed. ]

A desperate act to bring the dead, rended it like this, when I committed an act of taboo. Though, it was not a total loss, having been able to see my sister one last time. I was able to commit it to memory.

...

[To bring back the dead.]

[That's a taboo on all fronts. Religion or not. It seems even from the beginning, he wanted to spit on God and have his way.]

[Hansa's thumb makes a little circle over his jaw, continuing to stare into that brilliant star-like eye.]

I'm sorry about your loss. [The pain must have been unimaginable.] So this was the price to pay for such a precious thing, I assume.

[ It certainly was, though... by this time, Anaxagoras feels it is so distant it may as well have been another entire age - and given how old he knows in the last 'loop' he consciously lived, in a sense perhaps that is not wrong.

Still, as he gives a little smile, tilting his head. ]

Yes, that's right. I was quite arrogant back then, thinking I could achieve something like that...though, perhaps I hadn't changed too much.

[ His smile turns into a little smirk - almost as if defiant, and he nuzzles at even at that hand, that finger making its way around. ]

And by now, the pain has diminished so to be non-existent. However, I appreciate the sentiment.

[He laughs lightly - no. That arrogance will always be present, it seems. He does spare a thought for it, though - if Anaxagoras lived in a virtual world, then his sister, too, was virtual. Just data. Not "real".]

[And the fact that he's here, not broken by that revelation. That everything he did, in the end, was just something in a computer, never to become real.]

[Hansa sighs, but his smile is fond all the same.]

...You're one of the bravest people I've ever known. Reckless, yes, but brave. No wonder you shine like a star.

[ It certainly will be. Anaxagoras may not use it in the way some might, but it does surface in other ways.

He looks at the fond smile, following that sigh, and feels something like satisfaction. Should he? Yes, definitely.

Though, he does flush at the compliment, even all the way to his ears. ]

You...hmph, careful not to be completely blinded, then.

[ The words come out softly, despite his usual tone. The gentle look in his eye is true, and he does enjoy hearing the man say such things. ]

...You're always saying such thoughtful things about myself. I hope you realize I'm not about to forget that any time soon.

I know you won't forget. It's why I have to keep saying it.

[Over and over and over again. That shade, like a crimson blossom, blooms over Anaxagoras's face. How lovely it is.]

Especially if I get to see you turn such a gorgeous color.

[Don't mind him if he shifts to the side to lightly bite at one of those red ears. Hehe.]

[ ...It's embarrassing still to say something like "Yes, I want you to keep saying it," and yet it is a true that resonates within his heart, as clear as the flush spread across his face like this.

Ah, he truly is so weak to this. ]

A constant reminder, is it? Do keep in mind that you're not the only one who can propel compliments as easy as breathing.

In fact, even I can -

[ —and there is a surprised yelp because of Hansa's maneuvering around, with Anaxagoras feeling his face somehow growing even hotter. Despite his next words, he evidently enjoyed that, considering how little annoyance can be detected from his tone... ]

- Hansa! Keep that up and see what happens.

Hahaha! Look at you.

[He's laughing in sheer delight, pulling back if only so he can now playfully nip at his nose.]

And see what happens. Ooh. So scary.

[And now, Hansa grabs his prize of a pressed kiss against his lips. This feels so...easy. So light. As natural as anything.]

Maybe I want to see what happens.

[ Hearing the other man laugh in sheer delight is as always as pleasant as a gentle rush of excitement, though it is certainly more than that, even as he wrinkles his nose after Hansa's playfulness. ]

I am particularly frightening when enraged.

[ Words that are murmured into the kiss, just the same; it's how they are. Always. Sweet and natural, even with him acting like this...as if he is bothered. ]

Hm, then don't blame me if you end up being unprepared for what might happen next.

[ He says that only to return the kiss right back and playfully nibble at the bottom of the other man's lip, then moving back to sneak a hand up to attempt to playfully as well as gently pinch the other male's cheek. ]

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