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Date: 2025-05-28 07:47 pm (UTC)Hello, Johnny! I've been terribly bored so far, so I've been looking for something new to listen to while I work. [A pause.] Work out, I mean. Because I'm exercising and training while we're locked in.
[He has to make sure he sounds cool no matter what he's doing. Johnny works out, so if Taryon mentions that he's working out, then they can work on being friends.]
You're not sick, are you? You can come over and we can share some music together. I figured you would know more about what's popular or what's undiscovered. Oh, and some of my friends might be stopping by from time to time.
Let me know if you'll be stopping by!
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Date: 2025-05-28 08:02 pm (UTC)He listens for a while, smirking when Taryon mentions "working out." Yeah, Johnny has been hitting the gym a little more since the last Kaiju attack. Or, rather, he was before the lockdown began.
Now he's just bored out of his mind, strumming his guitar as he reminisces about the good old days. Talk about boring.]
Hey, nice to hear from ya. I thought you got eaten by a kaiju or somethin'.
Working out, huh? Well, I've recorded a couple of new tracks as of late that might help get the blood pumping. Gotta admit, I've been letting the creative juices flow ever since lockdown started, but even I'm gettin' bored.
Sick? I heard about that illness going around and decided to stay put for a couple of days. But now I'm bored of the four walls of this apartment and itchin' to go somewhere.
So yeah, I'll drop by. I'll bring the guitar.
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Date: 2025-05-28 08:12 pm (UTC)Also, being along for too long has made him neglect his housekeeping. If he's going to be more responsible, more reliable, he can't depend on Doty to tidy up everything.]
That would be delightful. I'll bring out my music player when you want to take a break.
Let me tell you, I know a thing or two about entertaining myself in my room, but after getting a taste of freedon, I forget how I ever managed as a boy. I was rather sheltered in my youth, did I ever tell you that? But I wasn't unhappy, just so you know.
[That's...a pretty big lie, but Tary will let that stand. He has snacks to bring out and chairs to rearrange.]
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Date: 2025-05-28 08:24 pm (UTC)This guy is the walking embodiment of privilege, like a spoiled poodle wearing a 48K gold collar. He is the antithesis of everything Johnny represents, all packaged up in a tidy little package.
It's kind of hilarious.]
At least you had a room back then. Back when I was traveling with the nomads, the stars above served as my ceiling. Living with them was far from boring.
[That's mainly because they were either getting drunk, fucking, or killing. However, Johnny wisely decides to omit all that.]
But yeah, didn't have much of a home growing up.
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Date: 2025-05-28 08:33 pm (UTC)[Mercenaries, whose lives were not pleasant at all when their once-happy childhoods were torn from their hands and they were forced to fight for survival.]
The most traveling I did when I was younger was to vacation homes and through my books. But we can go into that once you're here. I brought some drinks from the vending machine.
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Date: 2025-05-28 09:47 pm (UTC)[That, plus the fact that this guy doesn't appear to be the type of choom who relies on his advantages to get through life. It's oddly refreshing. Even so, Johnny can't help but roll his eyes once he learns about the multiple vacation homes.]
Just how loaded are you, man? I get you're a pampered poodle and all, but damn--multiple vacation homes?
[Taryon can't possibly be as rich as the Arasakas, right? Impossible.]
Too bad I don't have much in the way of alcohol. I guess I can bring over some snacks.
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Date: 2025-05-28 09:55 pm (UTC)[A long story as to how they got there. A year of travel, of actual physical suffering and near-death experiences, of being forced to confront his toxic learned behaviors and of realizing that there were many ways to lead a happy and proud life changed things. Money can provide so many things, but as much as he tried, books and expensive toys could not replace a household full of love.
Plus, going on adventures to help his friends was more fun than going to hotels, and he got to visit beautiful places, anyway.]
It's alright. I have specific tastes when it comes to alcohol.
[He should prepare some video games. That can better stop him from ruminating on his life before he met Vox Machina.]
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Date: 2025-05-28 10:33 pm (UTC)[Even more courageously, Taryon is striving to improve his family's reputation by making changes. That isn't something you hear very often, especially in Night City. However, this is not Night City, and Johnny finds that not everyone is as sleazy as the people in his world. That's probably why he's grading Taryon on a curve.]
Do you? Let me guess, you prefer chardonnay or whatever the fuck it's spelled. That and probably wine.
[Johnny hates chardonnay. He would rather drink sake than that shit.]
Anyway, I'm on my way. Just don't get the party started without me.
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[It's not even half an hour later until Taryon suddenly gets a knock at his door. Johnny wasn't kidding about being a little stir-crazy. He's been suffering an extreme case of cabin fever ever since the lockdowns started. Johnny was just begging to ditch his dorm for a few hours and hit the streets.
That explains why Taryon has a surly-looking rock star standing in front of his door in his ratty Samurai tee, those iconic tight brown leather pants, and those signature dark sunglasses. Hell, Johnny is even wearing that cool as hell Samurai themed jacket too.
He really looks the part of a rock star.]
Open up! It's NCPD!
[Don't mind him; he's being an asshole. He knocks harshly on the door with his metal fist.]
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Date: 2025-05-29 01:03 am (UTC)But you're right. I'm partial to a good wine.
[Semantics aside, Taryon is eager to have someone over and see some change in his monotonous week. He frets from one corner of the room to the other, muttering to himself and talking through his concerns with Doty.]
I did my desk, all of the small pieces are in my junk drawer. That's done. Did I leave anything on my dresser? Doty, get me the cloth. I have to dust it. [His automaton holds out an old washcloth, which Taryon quickly swipes over the surface of his dresser, then his nightstand, then his chair for good measure.]
Would he notice something like that? How--
[There's a loud, terrifying banging on the door. Taryon's yelp is heard in the hallway, and even when he puts on his most composed face, Johnny will know how much he scared Taryon in the moment.
Who now opens the door with an easy smile.] Good you see you're well! I love that jacket. Did you make it yourself? [Please be distracted from his undignified reaction, cool musician.]
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Date: 2025-05-29 04:32 pm (UTC)Enough about that; Johnny couldn't help but chuckle when he noticed Taryon's horrified expression. He's just so easy to tease, really. It's sad that Johnny has so much fun teasing Taryon. It should be illegal.]
Made you jump. [Johnny laughs as he shoos Taryon aside. While his Samurai jacket is amazing, the black guitar lying inside that beat-up guitar caseย is even more so.]
The jacket, nah. I didn't make it but it's tailor-made. A custom job.
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Date: 2025-05-29 05:05 pm (UTC)He steps aside, and his mouth flattens. What is it with people scaring him? There's Astarion and now Johnny - not to mention the teasing from Vox Machina when he was trying to get into their good graces.] You just surprised me, that's all.
[He closes the door behind Johnny and gestures at the two chairs and the bed present. The seats available in his room.] Even so, you have good taste. Dark clothes look good on you. [He perks up and grins.]
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Date: 2025-05-29 08:06 pm (UTC)[Johnny laughs as he shrugs the guitar case off his shoulders. That damn thing is heavier than it appears. He lays the guitar case on the floor next to the chair before taking a seat.]
More like I almost scared the pants off you.
[Putting aside the quips, he can tell Taryon is checkingย him out again. It's easy to tell since oldย blue eyes hereย make it so obvious.]
Thanks, I was never the kind of dude to wear too much color. Just not my style.
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Date: 2025-05-29 08:17 pm (UTC)He drops onto his bed and leans back, his hands behind him and supporting him.]
It gives you a certain impression, wearing all black. Although it's tricky to balance looking cool and mysterious with [He holds up a hand and waggles it as he seeks a polite way to phrase it.] looking like you don't care about self-grooming. Which you don't.
But enough of that. We both look good. Are you already performing in public?
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Date: 2025-05-29 08:37 pm (UTC)[He can't help but roll his eyes as he props open the guitar case. Inside is his pride and joy, the Deluze Orphean, a state-of-the-art expensive guitar that he has fucked up more than he can count. While it bears the war scars of each show on its smooth laminated surface, Johnny takes surprisingly good care of it...sometimes.]
Not yet. [He places the guitar upon his lap so he can tune it properly.] The game plan is to start playing at clubs again in hopes of building a name for myself.
That's pretty much how I rose to fame in Night City.
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Date: 2025-05-29 08:52 pm (UTC)Taryon, darling, I'm done and I brought you a gift~
[And as soon as he enters the main room and sees a stranger there, the grin slips from his face and walls are up. A new smile appears on his face, with a decidedly different feel, like a polite cat that hates you're in their space.]
Oh? You have a guest?
[He steps around Johnny toward Taryon, but his eyes never leave him, studying him.]
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Date: 2025-05-29 09:00 pm (UTC)[Taryon startles at the second knock on the door, though this was less threatening than the previous. A familar voice calls, and Taryon tears his eyes away from Johnny and his beautiful instrument.]
Yes, I invited him over to chat. Astarion, this is Johnny. [He looks at the other man, not focusing on the tight smile on Astarion's face.] He's a musician - a famous one where he's from. I hope you don't mind if the two of us listened to your performance.
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Date: 2025-05-29 10:12 pm (UTC)The DeLuze Orphean is a rare breed, unlike most guitars. It was all the rage in the 2020s, but it's a vintage classic these daysโ
[Johnny trails off when someone suddenly barges through the door. He gives the new guy a quick once-over, his dark gaze settling on that fake, insincere smile. This choom looks pissed. Is he Tary's new input or something?
He arches his brow a little.]
I'm more a rock star than just a musician, but I'll let it slide.
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Date: 2025-05-29 10:27 pm (UTC)He is a little hurt Taryon doesn't keep looking at him or acknowledges his declaration of a gift, however. But he tries not to dwell on it as he steps up and leans down to kiss the man on the top of his head before sitting beside him.]
Did I take too long with my little embroidery project and you got so bored you had to call in some entertainment? I'm sorry, darling. [A playful pout.] Here, I brought you this. You like this one, right? [He hands him the bottle, a thing of peach tea from the vending machines.
And he supposes he must turn his attention to the guest, so he does. With very very practiced ease he slips into a conversational tone, there may be a sarcastic edge in there, but all the same.]
A star are you? In this world, or...?
/sneaks this in real quick
Date: 2025-05-29 11:48 pm (UTC)If I'm the 'entertainment,' then I guess that makes you the bottle service, huh? [He asks with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.] Too bad you were late, though.
[Sass aside, he responds to the following question with a hint of pride in his tone.]
Yes, I am, but "Andrew Lee" appears to be a "popstar" rather than a new-age rock star with a chip on his shoulder.
[Once he's finished tuning his guitar, Johnny quickly plays a little tune to set the mood, attempting to chase away any of the bad vibes that floated in here. It's a lighthearted riff that unintentionally reveals Johnny's more whimsical nature when it comes to music. His fingers skillfullyย brush against the strings of his guitar with such ease, proving he's not a novice. It all seems so effortless, so easy, but looks are deceiving. It took years, decades for Johnny to get this good.
Too bad his love for alcohol, drugs, and wild sex limited his greatness in the past. Thankfully, this is the longest Johnny has been without any narcotics in his system.]
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Date: 2025-05-30 01:48 am (UTC)Yes. [He plucks the vending machine drink from Astarion's hand.] You know just what to get for me.
[Wow, two friends with gifts, he would usually think, but he has to admit, inviting someone over when Astarion usually visits every day might have offended him. Or should he just accept that this is Taryon's room? Either way, the comment on waiting for the embroidery project stings.
He frowns.] It's fine, Astarion. I didn't think you'd be done so fast with it. [An apologetic smile for Johnny, the guest.] This is my...well, I guess it's safe to call him my boyfriend now. Astarion and I often visit each other.
[He puts his hand on Astarion's and squeezes it โ he wants to listen to the song before their bizarre social combat escalates, and his eyes are glues to Johnny's fingers. They move gracefully, as befitting a bard, and as if with mete touches, he elicits a living tune from the strings.
It's magical. Taryon sometimes wishes he had this sort of talent in thr performing arts.]
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Date: 2025-05-30 02:32 am (UTC)So like a sus cat being pet by its Person, Astarion's disposition turns more calm. He nods to Johnny after the introduction, saying a well-practiced:]
Pleasure.
[He gestures toward the guitar.]
Go on, then, who am I to turn down a free musical performance?
[And as Johnny does, he listens. He can tell the man does have talent, so perhaps he wasn't lying of being popular, but the style isn't quite Astarion's taste. Or rather maybe it was more the instrument. His ear was not trained for the electric, almost tinny sounds of these type of instruments.
But then again, neither was Taryon's, right? And as he glances at him, he seems to be entranced with this Johnny's song--
--wait, Johnny? Wasn't...
If it was possible, he would be paler, and he leans in. Releasing Taryon's hand, he brings it up to his ear to hide his mouth as he whispers in a rushed breath:]
Wait, is this the man you...at the Valentine's party??
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Date: 2025-05-30 03:05 am (UTC)He closes his eyes and attempts to "lose himself" in the flow of the song, as some would say. One can dance to this. Perhaps he could try here and ask Astation ifโ]
Hm? [He leans sideways to better listen without looking away from the performance, and despite Astarion's attempt at being discrete, Taryon's eyes shoot wide open.
He forgot he mentioned the result of the Valentine speed date to Astarion. The confession (a rather forceful one) came because Tary boldly spoke of their time without even realizing that Astarion, too, was flirting with him back then. And Astarion was furious.
Now here was the man that Taryon admitted he was attracted to not so long ago, and his current boyfriend knows, and he prays that there is no magical vision that reveals to Astarion that just minutes ago, Tary was appraising Johnny's appearance.
His neck feels as if it's gone stiff. He manages to lower his head and inch, then slowly raise it in a fear-filled nod.]
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Date: 2025-05-30 04:35 am (UTC)They look goodย together since they both have a strange, old-timey vibe to them. Watching them interact is like watching a poorly written medieval soap opera. They're so ridiculously dramatic and over-the-top that it's genuinely funny. However, the novelty of it all vanishes once Johnny realizes what's going on.
He abruptly stops playing and stares that stupid-looking elf in the eyes with a look of sheer defiance.]
Is there a problem?
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Date: 2025-05-30 05:07 am (UTC)His expression is mostly slack as he goes through all that, eyes wide as if to match Taryon's. Then the quickest flash of angry brows. Then settling on stoic, but tense. Like a statue trying hard not to shatter.
His hand curls around Taryon's in an effort to ground himself, (and, yes, maybe possessively). Astarion breathes in sharply, then out, and obviously lies:]
No.
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Date: 2025-05-30 02:34 pm (UTC)He turns to Astarion, who is clearly lying. He looks at Johnny, glaring. He could let them sit in silence and risk something worse, or he can distract them.
So, he slaps his hand on his knee and attempts to stand, but Astarion is hold his hand too tightly that Tary won't risk breaking their contact. He remains seated.] Now that we've met each other, how about we play a game of cards? Or a board game? We can even bring in Doty if we need a fourth player!
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Date: 2025-05-30 04:01 pm (UTC)Poor guy. Taryon looks like a deer in headlights right now. Johnny can't help but roll his eyes. He's losing his patience with this bullshit and it shows. One part of him wants to scorch earth and lay into the both of them about this whole nonsense, but that would be boring.
So why not make a game of it? A smirk curls onto his lips when Taryon mentions playing cards.]
How about Strip Poker? [He asks with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.] That way we know exactly who's workin' with what.
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Date: 2025-05-30 09:27 pm (UTC)[He is offended, though maybe not how Johnny was aiming for. He has been naked in front of all sorts of men, so Johnny is absolutely no threat to his modesty nor his beauty. However, his mind went right to how Taryon couldn't even soak in a Jacuzzi bath with Astarion without being anxious and putting on a swimsuit. If this odd, sudden challenge was going to disconcert anyone it would be him.]
With such a childish suggestion you might as well play music so Taryon and I can play musical chairs.
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Date: 2025-05-30 11:04 pm (UTC)So says the bitchy input who's surprised his new boytoy has "friends."
[He gives Astarion one of his best alligator-esque grins before returning his beautiful guitar to its case. To be honest, he is no longer interested in playing for either of them. The mood has faded, and the vibesย have been killed.]
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Date: 2025-05-31 03:59 am (UTC)[Games of a sexual nature were not designed for nerdy Roch boys. Though it's not a suggestion he anticipated, Tary can brush it off as a joke made in poor taste. After all, most of Vox Machina could be as bad as Johnny.
But Astarion. Astrion, who had to undress for others' needs and will. With scars on his back that will surely draw questions. Taryon doesn't care about the bad idea, he's worried how this will upset his boyfriend, who does not sound happy at all.
He makes a small noise, a premature attempt to speak. His head swivels between the two men.]
Really, I'm not angry. I don't like either od those ideas, so maybe we can try something else...?
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Date: 2025-05-31 04:17 am (UTC)I'm sorry, of course we can try something else, since Taryon obviously can have as many friends as he pleases and have them over to play games or listen to music. [He looks at Taryon, an eyebrow raised.] Tell me, my dear, do you have many friends that call you a "boytoy"?
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Date: 2025-05-31 04:41 am (UTC)[Johnny is literally dripping with sarcasm at this moment. Astarion's entire demeanor is a red flag. This guy seems as controlling and narcissistic as some of his exes. Johnny avoids relationships like the plague because people always think they own him. It's one of the reasons why Johnny typically avoids having a relationship with others, especially with manipulative fucks like Astarion.
After fighting tooth and nail for his freedom from the military and then the record labels, Johnny isn't about to do it all over again thanks to some clingy fucker with an attitude problem. Fortunately, he doesn'tย have to worry about that, but Taryon should start thinking for himself.]
That is until you find some way to start a problem because you're jealous.
[He searches his jacket's pockets for a cigarette. These two irritate him so much that he needs to smoke.]
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Date: 2025-05-31 05:04 am (UTC)Like Johnny, he needs something in his mouth to handle all this. He twists the top of the bottle of peach tea and takes a big swig of the subtle, sweet drink.]
...I have be called a pretty boy by my friends. I thinks that's close enough. [A forced grin directed at Astarion. Gods, it feels like he's on the verge of slapping Johnny. When did he get so jealous? He used to think that the only issue was being oblivious to Astarion's flirting back then.]
I'm sorry for...[shit, who should he apologize for?] All this. I thought this would be a fun time to get to know each other, but...
[Putting him on thr spot with no warning ears that he doesn't have hours to prepare a speech. He has no argument that can calm both of them, and now they're arguing about his feelings while he's sitting right there. Maybe not out of malice, this isn't his father planning an arranged marriage purely for financial gain behind his back, but Taryon is being flung back to the not so distant past when his thoughts were irrelevant. He was the heir, a thing to show off to other families like the expensive furniture. Or he was the intruder to an established mercenary group who was both a figure of ire and of entertainment.
He's not someone filling the role of a naive damsel about to be swept away by a rogue. He takes another large gulp of the tea.] You know, you don't have to fight over me. I am literally an adult and I'm fine with dating who I want and having friends over. I think that's normal? Inviting people over? [A side glance at Astarion, then a questioning looking at Johnny. He surely must have had a more normal childhood to better answer this.]
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Date: 2025-05-31 05:30 am (UTC)He stands, gathering up his kit.]
If I'm the problem here, I'll take my leave. It's not my home, after all, and far be it for me to dictate myself Taryon's keeper. [He looks at Taryon.] I have no reason not to trust you.
[And it's true, Astarion doesn't. Taryon
liesexaggerates his tales, but he isn't, well, he's not like Astarion.]Goodbye.
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Date: 2025-05-31 02:54 pm (UTC)[Which is rather telling, especially since Taryon seemed to omit that information. That's why Johnny gives the blond such a withering glare. Why the hell didn't he mention Astarion before? Like, what is his angle here? Johnny doesn't like getting dragged into bullshit, unless it's his own creation, so he's a little surprised by this turn of events.
Anyways, back to the drama.]
Also, the term "fooled around" is quite broad in this context. Maybe a few flirtyย jokes and some kissingโthat's it.
[He gives Taryon another menacing look. Yeah, he's pissed. Beyond pissed. It's a miracle that Johnny didn't just pick up his guitar case and smash it into someone's head at this point.]
You didn't even get to first base, choom!
[When Astarion begins to gather his belongings, he blows a puff of smoke into the air. Johnny doesn't care who leaves at this time. He's tired of everyone and everything associated with this "lover's quarrel." Johnny fucked supermodels and celebritiesย back in the day. He was a literal sex icon in the 2020s. So he already had his fun, so all of this just feels meaningless to him. Taryon is a nice guy and all, but he doesn't even hold a candle to Alt.]
You know what? Fuck you both, I'm out.
[With that said, he gets up and reaches for his guitar case.]
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Date: 2025-05-31 05:07 pm (UTC)But did he have to? Why couldn't they stop sniping at each other? Or technically, they have. They just learned that someone else is to blame.
He stands up, unplugs his music player, tucks it into his drawer, puts away his deck of cards, and plants the bottle onto his nightstand.]
Alright. You two can leave my room. [His voice is not raised, nor is he making himself quiet. It's the gentle tone he uses when he's not trying to brag or impress others.] I can spend the day with Doty.
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Date: 2025-05-31 05:10 pm (UTC)[Astarion holds up his arms as if telling everyone to hold still because he heard something.]
All you did was kiss?
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Date: 2025-05-31 05:38 pm (UTC)What?
[He places his distinctive sunglasses back on his face. These are his "fuck off" sunglasses. They are pretty stylish.]
He told you something different?
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Date: 2025-05-31 05:55 pm (UTC)[His voice peters out as he tries to remember what all was said that night, before Astarion had interrupted Taryon's story. Had his mind, so broken by decades of planning so salaciously, filled in the gaps as if Taryon had said it so directly?]
...so I had assumed...
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Date: 2025-05-31 07:02 pm (UTC)[Tary is deliberately turning his head to the window and avoiding either of their faces. Did he tell something more serious happened to Astarion? Has his mouth run off with embellishments to make himself more impressive and skilled? He didn't even know he had to hold back, he wasn't even aware of Astarion's feelings.
But Astarion assumed something. Yes, they didn't have sex, but what on earth was he imagining? Taryon turns to check Astarion's expression: unsure, also recalling what was said that night.
Taryon's brown furrows.] What did you think we did?
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Date: 2025-06-01 04:00 am (UTC)This is the pits.]
Welcome to another drama-filled episode of Watson's Whore. I'm your host, Johnny Silverhand.
[Sarcasm aside, Johnny keeps on smoking with a look of genuine fatigue on his face.]
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Date: 2025-06-01 04:06 am (UTC)It doesn't matter what I thought, does it? I was wrong. Your honor is still intact, Johnny.
[He pauses as he lays his hand on the doorknob, and he glances over his shoulder at Taryon. His face is as flushed as a vampire spawn's can be.]
I'll speak to you later, Taryon.
[And with that, he slips out the door.]
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Date: 2025-06-01 04:24 pm (UTC)You can leave, too. We'll...I'll talk to you later.
[He holds out a hand towards the door.]
But you really didn't have to call me all those things.
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Date: 2025-06-01 06:26 pm (UTC)How about you try being honest with folks before attempting to act self-righteous, asshole.
[He flips Taryon off as he strolls out.]
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Date: 2025-06-02 01:17 am (UTC)That morning, waking up to Astarion's text, Tary knows that this may be the only time he has the courage to reach out to the other wronged man. Otherwise, they're going to go on a mission avoiding each other, and someone will die. ]
Doty, [He addresses his automaton.] If only we could leave this building, I would treat ourselves to some good food, or perhaps a movie. This is the worst. Even Vex forgave me when I apologized for ruining her room. This isn't as easy, is it?
[But the metal machine cannot offer words of comfort, only a monotone:] Tary.
Yes, yes, I know. But thanks. That helps.
[With a deep breath, he closes his eyes and hits the "send" button. Then closes the messenger application and turns on the television to distract himself.]
I want to apologize again for yesterday. I was deceitful and withheld critical information from both of you, and you were treated horribly by someone I thought I trusted. I haven't seen Astarion act like this before, and I am horrified at what he called you.
But you should not have tried to make it worse. If you dislike him, just say so without making jokes at my expense. It was kind of creepy for a while.
So, again, I'm sorry and if there is any way I can make it up to you, tell me. I will talk to Astarion about what happened, but I wanted to talk to you myself.
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Date: 2025-06-02 02:33 pm (UTC)While Alt and he were neverย exclusive, he did love her in his own odd way. He just couldn't admit it. The same thing happened to Kerry. They'd argue like cats and dogs one moment and then fuck like animals the next. It was a continual drama between them, with performances that often resulted in broken noses and split lips. However, it was natural...authentic.
The same may be stated for his relationship with V. However, Johnny doesn't wish to open that can of worms. His feelings for V are more convoluted than he could have imagined.
He was in the middle of this depressive thought when he received a notification on his phone. It's Taryon. When Johnny saw the text, he let out an annoyed groan. He is tempted to simply block him and be done with it. Whatever is going on between Taryon and Astarion is none of his concern. He doesn't care. Let the medieval twinks be assholes on their own time.
However, his first mistake was actually reading the text.]
Creepy? You know what's creepy? You insinuating we did more than just "chat," Taryon. That's what the fuck was really creepy here. Or how about you not coming clean about you having fucking input--I mean, boyfriend? Seriously, choom. Don't you sit there like you didn't play a role in this shit.
Also, Astarion is a complete asshole! He went from zero to sixty in 2.5 seconds all because you had me there. He's ridiculous and you're ridiculous.
The two of you deserve each other.
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Date: 2025-06-03 03:24 pm (UTC)Shit. Taryon has become the scoundrel of a bard that Vox Machina often rants to him about. Not a womanizer, exactly, but disrespectful to would-be lovers. A sleazy creep, as Percival said.
But on the other hand, why should he tell him right away that he has a boyfriend? Is that a thing people are supposed to do? Wouldn't that be bragging?
He wishes he had more sleep, and he wishes that he never runs into Johnny again.]
I will not argue against the accusations against me. But leave Astarion out of this.
[Taryon has a suspicion why, but he won't theorize it when he hasn't gotten a full apology and explanation from Astarion. ]
His behavior is his issue, not mine.
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Date: 2025-06-03 06:15 pm (UTC)Fine, I'll leave the pale asshole out of this.
[Of course, he had to get that last dig against Astarion, though. Johnny is petty like that.]
So yeah, that's how I feel about the situation. It was nice knowing you.
UN: KENSUKE (backdated to lockdown times)
Date: 2025-06-05 04:02 am (UTC)You donโt seem like youโre someone who knows how to cook.
[ Just like that. Laios doesnโt even bother to fully explain himself or recognize that what he is saying is possibly rude. ]
un: lastsamurai
Date: 2025-06-05 12:50 pm (UTC)Weird. Johnny almost doesnโt know what to say.]
Cooking was never my fortรฉ, you know? Especially since I was on tour most of the timeโฆ
Anyway, whatโs it to you?
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Date: 2025-06-06 05:09 am (UTC)Your survival skills really donโt seem great โฆ remember that whole problem with the camel? so I want to help. Is that okay? :)
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Date: 2025-06-06 05:42 pm (UTC)Johnny is almost offended but how can he be offended by the truth? His survival skills are at an all-time low without V at the wheel here. Hell, he needed to be carted away out of the desert because of the heat. Johnny isn't built for survival at this point, not in this new body.
That's why, instead of legitimately cursing Laios out, Johnny waves the metaphorical white flag in surrender.]
Alright, alright! You ain't gotta remind me.
So yeah, sure. I'll be a willing student.
TEXT > DATAVERSE
Date: 2025-06-08 02:28 am (UTC)[ Laios, from 500 A.D, has taken quite aliking to some of the technology here now that he is used to it. Kabru especially liked the advancements here, since it was showing just how much humanity developed. Laios would say he's more at home back in the dungeon, for sure, but being able to access so much knowledge so easily has made him change his mind a little bit about the world here.
Johnny gets an invitation. ]
DATAVERSE
Date: 2025-06-08 03:23 am (UTC)Laios isn't some evil artificial intelligence or some power-hungry dictator in charge of a multi-billion-dollar corporation. Laios is just a weird dude who likes eating strange foods, that's all. Johnny is in good hands, sorta.
So without much to-do, Johnny accepts the invitation and allows himself to get sucked into the Dataverse.]
This better be worth my time, choom!
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Date: 2025-06-08 03:35 am (UTC)Once he appears, Laios clicks his tongue. ]
There you are. You don't have anything else you can wear? That doesn't look really dungeon dwelling monster cooking to me!
[ does it matter in vr??? Probably not. But it bothers Laios because.. he's just like that. ]
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Date: 2025-06-08 02:42 pm (UTC)What? [He takes a glance over himself to realize he's in his signature black tank top and brown leather pants. Ironically enough, he was half-naked prior to arriving here. Yeah, that means Laios missed out on the chance of seeing him topless in loose gray sweatpants.]
This what I always wear!
[Ah, fuck it. This is Laios' virtual kitchen, so his rules.]
Fine, what do you folks wear around here? Armor?
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Date: 2025-06-09 04:44 am (UTC)[ slapping his palm on his armor proudly ]
I can withstand all sorts of monster and magic attacks with my armor! I guess.. it depends on your class, you know?
[ .. ]
Youโre a bard, right?
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Date: 2025-06-11 12:23 am (UTC)[He gives Laios a noncommittal shrug. Honestly, aren't bards just musicians like him? Old-timey musicians but still musically inclined.]
That's what Taryon called me the second he found out I was a musician.
[So, what precisely do bards wear? Johnny begins scanning through several alternatives here within the Dataverse. He dislikes all of these flouncyย blouses, strange-looking tunics, and even stranger-looking matching slacks. It looks so dorky and stupid. Who would've guessed that medieval fashion tastes suck? Johnny keeps searching until he comes across this ensemble here. While he normally prefers black and red as his go-to colors, Johnny kind of likes the light blue.]
Okay, better?
[Johnny does a little spin so he can show off the really cool and colorful jacket. It's not bad. However, it's not something he would've picked as cooking wear.]
I look like a fucking jackass, don't I?
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Date: 2025-06-11 03:55 am (UTC)You know, itโs super comforting to Laios to be in this sort of simulation with somebody. It really makes him feel at home. Johnny really does look like an adventurer with that longer hair and scuff. Laios canโt help but feel his cheeks tinge pink. ]
No! I think you look really great! Itโs a lot more fitting than what you were wearing. Thank you.
[ now he can actually focus on the cooking part.. ]
What sort of monster would you like to hunt with me?
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Date: 2025-06-12 04:34 pm (UTC)Guess who's been working out lately during lockdown? For someone who hates the rigidness of the military, Johnny seems to enjoy having a routine sometimes.]
Does that mean I get the chef's stamp of approval?
[He asks with a seductive grin as he saunters over to Laios. Johnny lets out a thoughtful hum as he considers the question, all the while closing in on Laios' personal space like an attentive feline.]
Something lizard-like and with scales, kinda like those crocodile-looking kaiju. I bet those fuckers are tasty.
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Date: 2025-06-12 07:56 pm (UTC)But that sly smile seems familiar in some wayโ sometimes Kabru would look at him like that. Something about Johnny invading his space like thatโ Laios isnโt sure what it is (itโs flirting) but itโs definitely different than how people normally approach him. ]
Um.. well! I mean! This is VR, right? I donโt think we can actually eat anything we hunt, but youโll have a better understanding about how to cook them. Plus, after this lockdown is over with, we can definitely cook a monster together.. in person. Something with scales along this area would be a Basilisk. They are also part chicken if you like to eat chicken!
un: thepaleelf | a couple days after the confrontation, but before kaiju fight
Date: 2025-06-07 09:39 pm (UTC)I know you won't want to hear from me, and I hardly want to reach out like this, but Taryon is important to me, and friendship is important to him.
He did not say anything untoward or even exaggerated, as far as I can recollect. Before I had told him how I felt about him, he was talking about someone he had had a fun night with, like you do with friends. I am sure a singing shining star such as yourself has done your fair share of bragging in song alone, so you must understand. He did say the two of you didn't have sex and that was it, however my mind leapt to still lurid activities. Suffice to say, I'm not keen to divulge my personal history to you, so let us just say my life for nearly 2 centuries required my thoughts to be so lasciviously bent.
All this to say, I apologise. You don't have to like me, or even tolerate me. Just don't hold my mistakes against him.
-Astarion
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Date: 2025-06-08 01:26 am (UTC)Instead of being met with a boatload of sass, he's greeted by a shockingly sincere message. Wtf? This surprises Johnny quite a bit.]
Lasciviously bent, huh? That's one hell of a quote. I might use that in the future.
[Okay, it's time for him to be an adult and respond back like one.]
No hard feelings, choom. Shit happens and I'll admit I blew a fucking gasket since I'm no good with this kind of touchy-feely stuff. It's just not my cup of tea, and I hate getting in the middle of someone else's affairs.
I honestly thought the worst of the situation since I'm used to bad shit happening. So yeah, I guess I have to apologize too for calling you two the medieval twinks brigade.
But yeah, no hard feelings. I'll talk to Taryon eventually, once lockdown ends. I don't see these chucklefucks keeping us locked up forever.
-
Silverhand
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Date: 2025-06-15 11:23 pm (UTC)[He's glad this seems to be going well-enough. Not being cussed out immediately is a plus in his book.]
We all may have been swayed by our own pasts. However, I feared Taryon being the one hurt most from the repercussions. He at least seems the most likely of us to have a cry over it.
Much appreciate,
Astarion