[ Well. He didn't have too many options for clothes to wear anyway. There was the self indulgent purchase at the phallic festival that he could have worn, but that might be too forward. The rest of his wardrobe is vintage and there was just something nice about wearing clothes that a previous partner had.
He's sporting a pair of cat ears with his ensemble, but they look like they belong to a tiger instead of a regular house cat. There's a matching tail that drags behind him, though it's thin and wiry.
He thinks who he sees lingering in the restaurant is Percival because he looks like a fellow bottom he appears a little standoffish like he came across in the texts, but anyway. Klaus takes a seat across from the red head, taking the cigarette out of his mouth and already smiling cause sir put your tiddies away.
Or don't. He's already decided Ben doesn't deserve this date. ]
Hiiii. You're Percival, aren't you? You just looked like you were waiting for someone dashing to meet up with you, so.. here I am.
[ There are two many things offensive about this figure approaching him right now: 1) The hideous-looking toga, 2) The cigarette smoke in his face, and 3) the flippant and flirtatious way Klaus speaks (though, the latter he already knew about). Percival frowns immediately, fanning that cigarette smoke away from his face with a disgusted look. ]
You. Perhaps I should have expected this from the way you speak on the device. If you have to have a cigarette, you should do it outside. Though, it's better to stop altogether, because that will kill you.
[ Sorry, Klaus, that you're being so nagged at right now. ]
[ Years of nagging from first his guardian and then the spirit of his deceased brother has made him remarkably immune if not completely deaf to nagging, so Klaus merely smiles as the other man goes on. He does douse the cigarette, however, before looking down at his attire. ]
Ohh, you don’t like it? It was a gift and probably the nicest thing I have right now.
[ He holds a bit of the cloth against his nose and inhales a little bit. Yeah, it still kind of smells like one of his recent partners. He’s both sentimental and weird. But anyway. ]
If you only knew all of the stuff I put in my system.
[ we aren’t gonna have drug talk here i refuse ]
So what about you, though. Does it get you on some high telling people what to do?
What? I-It's not like that ... [ Percival is just very used to bossing others around and nagging them, showing the same treatment even to people who are supposed to be his superiors. Most people either laugh his stiff attitude off or accept it with resignation. He's not used to being called out. He simmers down now, especially with the cigarette smoke no longer in his face and the knowledge that the questionable garment was a gift. Percival goes quieter, dialing back his nagging. ]
A gift, is it? I suppose ... it's good to honour the gifts of others. [ Okay, you've placated him now. He feels slightly guilty for going off at Klaus. ]
[ All guilt he had over giving Klaus such an earful dissipates immediately. Klaus definitely deserved every nag and finger wag. While a part of him flusters over that talk of bringing his bossy attitude to the bedroom, Percival does realise the nature of this place lends itself to these kinds of conversations, so he manages to compose himself. ]
Speaking like that to me ... You truly have no respect. I don't need your suggestions for how I handle myself in the bedroom.
[ As for who might want him to order them around in the bedroom, he doesn't know, and this is too much so he's going to brush past it. Sorry Klaus that he's not as relaxed about this as Eustace and Siegfried.
At least the next topic is more palatable. ] I spend my free time training and learning about how cities are run.
[ Klaus straightens up in his seat, enough to prop an ankle on his knee and cups his hand over his chin and mouth, undressing the other man with his eyes, but it's brief. ]
If you eeeeever want any suggestions, then, please come to me. Or a partner. I would be happy to be of assistance.
[ Something about this man just makes his gaydar go off. It's fine. He can say this, but moving on: ]
—That is extremely anti-climatic. [ He is boring. ]
[ No, he has never been to a fraternity party or knows what one is, but that's less important right now. The penny finally drops, and he finally catches on to what was probably happening even as they were still communicating on the device. ]
You just ... offered yourself up as a partner? [ He probably should have realised this after Klaus had called him 'baby' and 'sweetheart', but Percy is so used to having people trying to get a reaction out of him that he was quick to take that as mockery. While he's not exactly a dense person, he doesn't have much experience with sex and intimacy, having lived his life straight-laced and rarely allowing himself much time for folly. ]
[ His eyebrows raise as it looks like he has possibly reeled him in, a bit surprised as his other question goes ignored.
Klaus leans forward on the table, lowering his voice. His leg uncrosses, his foot curling around the other man’s ankle, rubbing affectionately and creeping up his calf. ]
Well, yes, but I’m accustomed to rejection. On all fronts. It’s fine if you aren’t interested, but.. I’m terribly curious what a person like you is like in an intimate situation.
[ He retracts his foot to instead make physical contact with his hand, brushing a knuckle against Percy’s jawline. ]
I typically loooove being the passive partner, but I don’t mind switching it up for a pretty redhead like you.
[ Something about Percival also screams bottom but he’s also just saying this to take any pressure off of him. Topping can be intimidating with strangers. ]
[ It's definitely taking some time for him to register the situation. Likely a result of his stand-offish attitude, people aren't often this brazen with him. If this had happened back home he would likely shut down the flirtation immediately, knowing that he has no time for such folly, but here it actually serves a purpose. As ludicrous as it sounds, sleeping with someone will not only get them things to live off, but it also develops the city.]
You ... Did I say you could touch me? [ Klaus' hand will get pushed away from Percival's face. He does not appreciate being touched without permission. Still, the expression on his face doesn't spell complete dismissal -- more vexation, a tinge of fluster, and some consideration. ]
This is not something I would typically entertain, but I know it serves a purpose here. [ He's just shy. This is so difficult. He can't keep his face from turning pink as he averts his gaze, closing his eyes. ]
We shall talk more first. Then, I'll judge and see if you are worth my time. [ Which sounds very arrogant (and kind of is), but is actually Percival-talk for 'We need to know each other better first'. ]
[ Klaus' smile only broadens at Percival's reaction, but he isn't pushy and with draws all physical contact. That blush doesn't go unnoticed. So cute. ]
You got it, my liege. You'll find out that I'm plenty worth people's times.
[ A pause. ]
Sometimes. Well, maybe. Certain people. And I hope that you're one of them. So.. let's get down to the nitty gritty, right? Talk about stuff. What do you wanna know about..
Only call me that if you mean it. [ By becoming ... his vassal 😳 ]
[ As for what he wants to know, Percival gives this a think. At least the flirtations being thrown across the table have stopped, so he can focus on what he's saying without becoming flustered. ]
Very well. I suppose I shall start with the very basics. [ He doesn't actually have very great people-skills so this doesn't come naturally to him. ] What do you often spend your time doing?
I do mean that... if it means you’ll sleep with me. Oh.. and if I get a hand that I get to kiss, but those are my hard demands.
[ okay he will stop... ]
Hmm. I do.. so much and so little all at once. I’m very good at avoiding responsibilities and I’m very passionate about giving up on the world altogether.
I don’t have a job, but.. [ Hmm. He does like to pawn things for money. ]
[ The continued proposition is ... awkward and has him feeling shy again, so he huffs through it dismissively. i swear we'll porn someday why is he like this ]
You're in no position to be demanding anything of me. [ But Klaus does seem interested in following him (or maybe it's only Percival who's reading it this way), and that's enough for him to jump the gun and assume the talkative man is up for becoming his vassal. ]
The way you describe yourself is less than flattering, but I suppose I can see the value in honesty and humility. Though you aren't the usual sort I would consider ...
[ Percival crosses his arms, sitting a little taller and looking very sure of himself. ] It's decided. I shall take you under my wing as my vassal in this place. Perhaps under my guidance, you can learn proper responsibility and discipline.
Klaus considers what everything Percy is saying, but he doesn't precisely understand. He doesn't really know what vassal means, but the way the other man speaks of it, Klaus thinks he should take it as a compliment. After all, Percival could have picked many others, but for some godforsaken reason we're having this conversation right now.
His hands lift to his own face, surprised, though it's mostly put on. ]
Are you saying... you like me?
[ ignoring the responsibilities part cause he hates that ]
[ The 'responsibility' part is the main part, Klaus. He's trying to change you into a more responsible man. This reaction isn't quite what he had expected at all. He had said many things, and he had not expected this to be the main thing Klaus had taken out of it. Percy is taken aback, a momentary surprise gracing his face before his expression becomes something more like feigned sullenness. ]
What? Where are you getting that ... [ Turning away now in some shyness. If Klaus knows what a 'tsundere' is, here is a prime example. ]
Hmph. I simply respect the love you seem to have for your family. I believe that is indicative of a noble spirit. [ He does like you, Klaus. ]
[ Klaus isn't that weeby. He only knew what hentai is cause he's gross. But he does notice the other man seems to be in denial— how he turns his head and allows red to blossom over his face. It's so cute in his opinion.
So much, though, that he stands from his seat and slides into the booth next to Percival, wrapping those wiry arms around the red head in a hug. It's a good hug, too. ]
Mmm! Nobody has ever said anything like that to me before..!
[ A noble spirit. He has a noble spirit! How nice to know. ]
You ...! Who said you could hug me! [ Despite the protest, Percy doesn't shove Klaus off, like he could. He instead keeps his gaze fixed away, clutching onto the other man's arms with a discontented but resigned look on his face. It's actually rather pleasant to be hugged? Not that he would admit such a thing. ]
It was only an observation. There's no need to read too far into it. [ So many cliche tsundere lines today. ]
[ He keeps his arms around the other man even when scolded, cuddling up against his shoulder. He even allows one of his hands to idly stroke Percival's shoulder. ]
I will read far into it cause it's something nobody has ever told me before. Just like I said.
[ Klaus, you need more positive attention. Percival's practically burning with fluster as a result of this brazen affection, but his sympathy for Klaus' situation prevents him from shoving the other man off. Well, there's a chance he wouldn't have anyway, because he's a man with a much bigger heart than he likes to show others. ]
Well, don't become too happy. Your lack of responsibility and haphazard mannerisms still require work ... [ Ruining the mood. ]
[ kinda hard to ruin the mood once Klaus is sincerely happy, tbh.. ]
Oh? Pray tell about just how haphazard I really am.
[ He finally removes his arms, but not without giving Percival a squeeze, warm and genuine. He folds his hands on the table before them but remains seated next to the red head, waiting for.. well. Percy to elaborate on himself, he guesses. ]
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He's sporting a pair of cat ears with his ensemble, but they look like they belong to a tiger instead of a regular house cat. There's a matching tail that drags behind him, though it's thin and wiry.
He thinks who he sees lingering in the restaurant is Percival because
he looks like a fellow bottomhe appears a little standoffish like he came across in the texts, but anyway. Klaus takes a seat across from the red head, taking the cigarette out of his mouth and already smiling cause sir put your tiddies away.Or don't. He's already decided Ben doesn't deserve this date. ]
Hiiii. You're Percival, aren't you? You just looked like you were waiting for someone dashing to meet up with you, so.. here I am.
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1) The hideous-looking toga, 2) The cigarette smoke in his face, and 3) the flippant and flirtatious way Klaus speaks (though, the latter he already knew about). Percival frowns immediately, fanning that cigarette smoke away from his face with a disgusted look. ]
You. Perhaps I should have expected this from the way you speak on the device. If you have to have a cigarette, you should do it outside. Though, it's better to stop altogether, because that will kill you.
[ Sorry, Klaus, that you're being so nagged at right now. ]
And what is that you're wearing?
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Ohh, you don’t like it? It was a gift and probably the nicest thing I have right now.
[ He holds a bit of the cloth against his nose and inhales a little bit. Yeah, it still kind of smells like one of his recent partners. He’s both sentimental and weird. But anyway. ]
If you only knew all of the stuff I put in my system.
[ we aren’t gonna have drug talk here i refuse ]
So what about you, though. Does it get you on some high telling people what to do?
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A gift, is it? I suppose ... it's good to honour the gifts of others. [ Okay, you've placated him now. He feels slightly guilty for going off at Klaus. ]
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[ Spoiler: it’s him. Shameless. He just met this man.
He sits back against the seat he is in, sinking down until it’s comfortable. ]
I just can’t help it. Things that are important to me—- I hold on to them.
[ Like those dog tags that are always around his neck.
Klaus crosses one ankle over the other from under the table. ]
What do you like to do for fun, Percy?
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Speaking like that to me ... You truly have no respect. I don't need your suggestions for how I handle myself in the bedroom.
[ As for who might want him to order them around in the bedroom, he doesn't know, and this is too much so he's going to brush past it. Sorry Klaus that he's not as relaxed about this as Eustace and Siegfried.
At least the next topic is more palatable. ] I spend my free time training and learning about how cities are run.
[ So he's boring. ]
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[ Klaus straightens up in his seat, enough to prop an ankle on his knee and cups his hand over his chin and mouth, undressing the other man with his eyes, but it's brief. ]
If you eeeeever want any suggestions, then, please come to me. Or a partner. I would be happy to be of assistance.
[ Something about this man just makes his gaydar go off. It's fine. He can say this, but moving on: ]
—That is extremely anti-climatic.
[ He is boring. ]
Have you ever been to a fraternity party?
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You just ... offered yourself up as a partner? [ He probably should have realised this after Klaus had called him 'baby' and 'sweetheart', but Percy is so used to having people trying to get a reaction out of him that he was quick to take that as mockery. While he's not exactly a dense person, he doesn't have much experience with sex and intimacy, having lived his life straight-laced and rarely allowing himself much time for folly. ]
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Klaus leans forward on the table, lowering his voice. His leg uncrosses, his foot curling around the other man’s ankle, rubbing affectionately and creeping up his calf. ]
Well, yes, but I’m accustomed to rejection. On all fronts. It’s fine if you aren’t interested, but.. I’m terribly curious what a person like you is like in an intimate situation.
[ He retracts his foot to instead make physical contact with his hand, brushing a knuckle against Percy’s jawline. ]
I typically loooove being the passive partner, but I don’t mind switching it up for a pretty redhead like you.
[ Something about Percival also screams bottom but he’s also just saying this to take any pressure off of him. Topping can be intimidating with strangers. ]
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You ... Did I say you could touch me? [ Klaus' hand will get pushed away from Percival's face. He does not appreciate being touched without permission. Still, the expression on his face doesn't spell complete dismissal -- more vexation, a tinge of fluster, and some consideration. ]
This is not something I would typically entertain, but I know it serves a purpose here. [ He's just shy. This is so difficult. He can't keep his face from turning pink as he averts his gaze, closing his eyes. ]
We shall talk more first. Then, I'll judge and see if you are worth my time. [ Which sounds very arrogant (and kind of is), but is actually Percival-talk for 'We need to know each other better first'. ]
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You got it, my liege. You'll find out that I'm plenty worth people's times.
[ A pause. ]
Sometimes. Well, maybe. Certain people. And I hope that you're one of them. So.. let's get down to the nitty gritty, right? Talk about stuff. What do you wanna know about..
[ gesturing to his whole.. everything.. ]
Moi?
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[ As for what he wants to know, Percival gives this a think. At least the flirtations being thrown across the table have stopped, so he can focus on what he's saying without becoming flustered. ]
Very well. I suppose I shall start with the very basics. [ He doesn't actually have very great people-skills so this doesn't come naturally to him. ] What do you often spend your time doing?
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[ okay he will stop... ]
Hmm. I do.. so much and so little all at once. I’m very good at avoiding responsibilities and I’m very passionate about giving up on the world altogether.
I don’t have a job, but..
[ Hmm. He does like to pawn things for money. ]
I’m.. a treasure hunter.
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You're in no position to be demanding anything of me. [ But Klaus does seem interested in following him (or maybe it's only Percival who's reading it this way), and that's enough for him to jump the gun and assume the talkative man is up for becoming his vassal. ]
The way you describe yourself is less than flattering, but I suppose I can see the value in honesty and humility. Though you aren't the usual sort I would consider ...
[ Percival crosses his arms, sitting a little taller and looking very sure of himself. ] It's decided. I shall take you under my wing as my vassal in this place. Perhaps under my guidance, you can learn proper responsibility and discipline.
[ And not in the sexy way. Aren't u happy!! ]
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Klaus considers what everything Percy is saying, but he doesn't precisely understand. He doesn't really know what vassal means, but the way the other man speaks of it, Klaus thinks he should take it as a compliment. After all, Percival could have picked many others, but for some godforsaken reason we're having this conversation right now.
His hands lift to his own face, surprised, though it's mostly put on. ]
Are you saying... you like me?
[ ignoring the responsibilities part cause he hates that ]
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What? Where are you getting that ... [ Turning away now in some shyness. If Klaus knows what a 'tsundere' is, here is a prime example. ]
Hmph. I simply respect the love you seem to have for your family. I believe that is indicative of a noble spirit. [ He does like you, Klaus. ]
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So much, though, that he stands from his seat and slides into the booth next to Percival, wrapping those wiry arms around the red head in a hug. It's a good hug, too. ]
Mmm! Nobody has ever said anything like that to me before..!
[ A noble spirit. He has a noble spirit! How nice to know. ]
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You ...! Who said you could hug me! [ Despite the protest, Percy doesn't shove Klaus off, like he could. He instead keeps his gaze fixed away, clutching onto the other man's arms with a discontented but resigned look on his face. It's actually rather pleasant to be hugged? Not that he would admit such a thing. ]
It was only an observation. There's no need to read too far into it. [ So many cliche tsundere lines today. ]
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[ what ]
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I will read far into it cause it's something nobody has ever told me before. Just like I said.
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Well, don't become too happy. Your lack of responsibility and haphazard mannerisms still require work ... [ Ruining the mood. ]
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Oh? Pray tell about just how haphazard I really am.
[ He finally removes his arms, but not without giving Percival a squeeze, warm and genuine. He folds his hands on the table before them but remains seated next to the red head, waiting for.. well. Percy to elaborate on himself, he guesses. ]