[well. hello. emet-selch is currently in a closet, with bass, who texted both of them individually to meet here. how well does he fit in this closet? we don't know.
anyway, he glances up whenever vax shows up, brow furrowed.]
...surely there were better meeting places than this.
[no it's just a closet in marine, and the second you are both in here, bass just turns into a blob and zooms off? out through the door. they slam it and lock it from the outside, and yell:]
YOU CAN'T COME OUT UNTIL YOU'RE HONEST WITH EACH OTHER OKAY HAVE FUN!
[ hello he barely has time to dodge out of the way of emet nearly knocking him over, practically shoved up against whatever the fuck is in here. it's the marine house its probably cloaks ]
welp. vax manages to shove his way under emet's arm so he doesn't get knocked over, staring at the door for a minute, and then just sighs the sigh of the greatly aggrieved. ]
Iunno. You used your color yet today? I need a lockpick. [ his vibes are... like a little annoyed but only a little? mostly because he can probably just pick his way out. he's not sure what that was about either but also emet you're huge and taking up a lot of space in this tiny little closet. ]
[he exhales a sigh, still buzzing with irritation. but there's very little space so there's no real choice but to just kind of let that arm drape over vax as he shoves underneath it.]
well. he sighs, too, poking up under his arm and starting to fiddle around in the pockets of the cloaks and stuff, looking for a hairpin or something. it can stay around his shoulders, though.
grumbling: ] The hell did he mean, be honest? I don't lie to you that often.
[ he frowns, pausing briefly in his search. has he actually lied to emet at all ]
Have I eve - I don't know, I don't keep track of that kind of shit. If I did, it wasn't anything big.
[ ...resumes searching. he can get about four cloaks down the line before he starts bumping into emet again. ] You got any idea what could've brought that on?
[he stops there, shaking his head. emet-selch still feels flustered, but with a touch of something-- a little contemplative, maybe.
we don't always have a lot of time, is all.
and he recognizes the way he's felt, now. those little sparks of emotion that are-- so similar to what he felt toward azem, or hythlodaeus, when he first knew them.]
What? [ hello. at this point, he reaches back a little to prop a hand against the door and push himself up like you'd expect out of a fucking rogue, to lessen the frankly massive height difference a little bit so he can actually see his face.
his vibes are... concerned? less gremlin, when the contemplation comes, as vax tries to get a look at him. ]
[ he's about two seconds from climbing emet like a spider monkey. this embarrassment is very blatant and clear and obvious, and he sort of pushes himself up the doorframe a little more and tries to catch his gaze. ]
...What? [ genuine!!! :( honestly at this point he's think it's just something silly because it's emet who gets embarrassed at admitting he enjoys spending time with another human being ] C'mon.
his emotions do several things at once - surprise, at first, and then recognition, like oh, of course, and then what the fuck bass and then this... delight? it's half gremlin, definitely a little wehe but half fond, too.
[ to flirt is - easy, to lean into things like this is simple. a life before keyleth was full of these kinds of interactions, and now, as he's - gone, unattainable, for thousands of years, he'd told her the same. don't hold out for me. i'll be there. attraction and love have always been easy between the members of vox machina, as fluid as fluid can be, and he fully expects keyleth will find others, in their long, long time apart.
he just didn't exactly expect the a life possible where it could be the same.
but here one is, and so, vax is thoughtful, for a moment, his head still cocked to the side.
...after the events of the last few days? he's feeling pretty lucky.
at this point, he's successfully managed to pin himself up against this door enough that he's not going to fall over (vax your injuries) (he's fine) and that the height difference is a little easier to navigate, so vax just wriggles his arms free and drapes them over his shoulder, and his voice drops a little bit. ]
Well. [ the emotional vibes here are playful and warm - a little bit of a cat and a mouse. ] Thought about just kissing you a few days ago, so I know my answer. You?
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anyway, he glances up whenever vax shows up, brow furrowed.]
...surely there were better meeting places than this.
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is this the infinity closet? what is happening
anyway i guess he's in here now? emotional vibes are just vastly amused as he pockets his phone. ]
's Bass trying to get you a makeover, or something?
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YOU CAN'T COME OUT UNTIL YOU'RE HONEST WITH EACH OTHER OKAY HAVE FUN!
[and then leave. goodbye.]
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[immediately knocking on the inside of this fucking door
there is so little space in here that he's probably nudging vax aside to do it.]
Bass! Return here at once! What is the meaning of this?!
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- What the - ow, quit it! [ WHAT THE FUCK
there is only silence ]
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but there's only silence, and emet-selch is radiating annoyance.]
What in the world are they talking about.
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welp. vax manages to shove his way under emet's arm so he doesn't get knocked over, staring at the door for a minute, and then just sighs the sigh of the greatly aggrieved. ]
Iunno. You used your color yet today? I need a lockpick. [ his vibes are... like a little annoyed but only a little? mostly because he can probably just pick his way out. he's not sure what that was about either but also emet you're huge and taking up a lot of space in this tiny little closet. ]
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[he exhales a sigh, still buzzing with irritation. but there's very little space so there's no real choice but to just kind of let that arm drape over vax as he shoves underneath it.]
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[ great.
well. he sighs, too, poking up under his arm and starting to fiddle around in the pockets of the cloaks and stuff, looking for a hairpin or something. it can stay around his shoulders, though.
grumbling: ] The hell did he mean, be honest? I don't lie to you that often.
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What do you mean, that often.
[there's no fresh annoyance to this, though.]
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Have I eve - I don't know, I don't keep track of that kind of shit. If I did, it wasn't anything big.
[ ...resumes searching. he can get about four cloaks down the line before he starts bumping into emet again. ] You got any idea what could've brought that on?
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[he stops short.
there's silence.
and then he groans, a hand over his face.]
Bass, no.
[the vibe is
flustered]
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he stands up a little straighter and turns, trying to get a look at him??? ]
...What?
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[let him out of here let him out]
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vax lets go of the cloaks and frowns, turning back around and trying to peer around at his face. it is a tight fit ]
That definitely doesn't sound like nothing, big guy. What? C'mon.
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[he's trying the door again.
it is still locked.]
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And that is?
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[he stops there, shaking his head. emet-selch still feels flustered, but with a touch of something-- a little contemplative, maybe.
we don't always have a lot of time, is all.
and he recognizes the way he's felt, now. those little sparks of emotion that are-- so similar to what he felt toward azem, or hythlodaeus, when he first knew them.]
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What? [ hello. at this point, he reaches back a little to prop a hand against the door and push himself up like you'd expect out of a fucking rogue, to lessen the frankly massive height difference a little bit so he can actually see his face.
his vibes are... concerned? less gremlin, when the contemplation comes, as vax tries to get a look at him. ]
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he can look, but emet-selch is not looking at him.]
They insist we are--
[embarrassment.]
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...What? [ genuine!!! :( honestly at this point he's think it's just something silly because it's emet who gets embarrassed at admitting he enjoys spending time with another human being ] C'mon.
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anyway, he's more or less right, this IS emet-selch who can barely say 'we are friends' without looking like he has heartburn.
there's a little discomfort with the embarrassment, before, finally:]
I believe they assume we are-- attracted.
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anyway he. stops? and looks at him, blinking.
his emotions do several things at once - surprise, at first, and then recognition, like oh, of course, and then what the fuck bass and then this... delight? it's half gremlin, definitely a little wehe but half fond, too.
...
vax tilts his head, and just starts to grin. ]
Are we?
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[how should he know what vax thinks!
there's a little matching fondness from him, at that grin, and stars, he absolutely cannot escape these horrible gremlins. he cannot.]
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he just didn't exactly expect the a life possible where it could be the same.
but here one is, and so, vax is thoughtful, for a moment, his head still cocked to the side.
...after the events of the last few days? he's feeling pretty lucky.
at this point, he's successfully managed to pin himself up against this door enough that he's not going to fall over (vax your injuries) (he's fine) and that the height difference is a little easier to navigate, so vax just wriggles his arms free and drapes them over his shoulder, and his voice drops a little bit. ]
Well. [ the emotional vibes here are playful and warm - a little bit of a cat and a mouse. ] Thought about just kissing you a few days ago, so I know my answer. You?
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