chaoticlootral | DICK CATCHALL

You... asked me to meet you here when I could?

[ it's a little dry, but the sort of amused tone as he lets himself be ushered in. ]

Think I should be the one asking you that.

Yeah, yeah, and you kinda put me off. I mean, Wednesday?

[dont be rude, taako. Anyway, he's digging through his -- he realizes at this moment he doesn't actually have pockets in this . . . fuckin' feathery mess he's dug up straight out of old hollywood. It's hard to tell if he's actually gotten dressed up, or this is actually how he just hangs out in his room. In case he gets murdered? And he wants his corpse to look awesome.

Either way, he's found his clamshell on the counter, and is shoving it in Dick's face - open to the Bingo card. It's unclear if anyone else can even see it, but it's not like he's leaving it there long, since he's a bit hyped up and moving around too much for Dick to actually read it.]

I wasn't gonna bang you for the whole condescending I'll save your life act, but, listen, I'm real close to a prize here and I thought of a really good Bit and was wondering if you'd be down?

[ he was hosting a party, taako, rude?

But Dick isn't actually taking offense, looking curious as Taako looks around for his clamshell and then trying to move his head back so he can follow his movement and read it-- but taako's all over the place in excitement and, so, he gives up ]

I wasn't being condescending-- [ it's said with a half sulk, because he really hadn't meant to be, and also, because he's not actually sulking But It Feels Important To Say, before he grins ] but sure. I'm down for kink bingo. What's the... "bit"?

[ dick should really ask before he agrees, shouldn't he ]

[Yeah, and? Taako's not more important than some dumb party? Haven't they bonded. Clicking the clam closed and just tossing it off to the side then, since he already said yes without asking what it was. Fortunately, it's nothing like . . . truly wild.]

Fellatio? You know? Like, sucking Dick's dick? [LAUGHING AT HIS OWN JOKE]

[ he made a commitment to wear lingerie with grune and he had to see it through!!!!

the worst part is that dick does a little laugh groan ]

Like I've never heard that one. [ he says it but he still laughed, sooooo ] That's all?

[ it's pretty tame to be the one thing taako was missing ]

Don't tell me my jokes are unoriginal, it's a huge turn-off.

[Doesn't seem that phased. Taako just takes his clamshell and sits down on the edge of the edge, humming to himself while he looks over the list. He crosses one leg over the other, where it's obvious he's wearing heels with feathers on them to match the robe.]

If you want more, I can give you more.

Sorry, Taako from the movies.

[ he doesn't sound sorry, but he hasn't forgotten taako's updated fame, so? you win some you lose some. dick is both as impressed by taako's dedication to his fashion choices as he is a little fascinated, and he tilts his head in thought. ]

I'm covered for bingo, but... [ he hums ] I'd feel bad not reciprocating at least a little. Doing it for a prize and a bit or not.

[If he wants to reciprocate, apparently just calling him Taako from the Movies might be enough? Because the look on his face is certainly pleased.]

Alright, going off the grid, I'm into it. Figured we'd just experiment, right?

[ dick is remembering the conversation about calling him yes chef in bed right now and considers. ]

Right. Improvisation is more fun anyway. [ dick tilts his head in thought ] Oh, I should ask-- mask on or off?

[ people are. varied? about it? some like it some don't dick just fucking asks now ]

[SNORTING A HUGE LAUGH. Do people really have him keep it on. Well.

Leaning in super close, putting his hands on either side of his face - knitting his brow while he thinks it over.]

Off. Hm. Maybe on? [Hm.] No, no, I was right the first time. Off. And maybe on later at some point.

[Gently smacking his face between his hands.]

Alright, homie, so here's the rules. You can pull my hair, but if you pull any out, I will accuse you of murder on Saturday and get you executed. No marks, unless I tell you to make a mark, and then it's cool. And, the most important one, don't fall in love with me.

[ dick sure is getting manhandled right now, though he lets it happen with a mostly bemused look ]

Yes, chef. [ he grins a bit, the little shit ] Though I can't promise anything on that last one depending on how good this gets. Can't control feelings.

[ it's a joke, obviously, and dick doesn't bother giving any of his own rules-- most of his big hard nos are things he assumes most people wouldn't do without asking. or, in one case, most people know because he loudly said it while being broadcasted by an intercom. ]

[Well, i wasn't gonna fade to black this abruptly, but the instant Dick unleashes the Yes, Chef, he is absolutely getting attacked so, good luck with that. He resists the urge to call him daddy, so, thank god for that.]

[ they had sex and they both had fun, because dick is a fool who likes bossy in bed. and now we're fading back in to a time where they are slightly more clothed, dick running a hand through his hair. it is a mess because you ever realize your character has straight boy hair he hasn't maintained in like a month. now it's shaggy straight boy hair. rip. ]

See? I knew you'd be fun.

[ it's a callback to a much worse conversation from what feels like forever ago ]

[Taako is . . . sitting up on his knees, apparently still not winded. Wearing Dick's mask, holding his hands up to frame his face like he wants a compliment.]

Ch'yeah, buddy, told you I would be. Only problem is now you're definitely in love with me.

[ dick can read a room, so, first: ]

The look suits you, but you'd be terrible at the secret identity part. [ and then, at the in love comment, dick just nods solemnly ] Oh, true. Guess I'll just have to learn to live with it.

I'm great at secret identities? I've lasted a whole half hour before.

[Keeping the mask on, flopping backwards to lay in the pillows. Luxuriously, like he's about to be painted like a French girl.]

Happens all the time to me, you'll be okay in like, 20, 30 years.

An entire half hour? I'm impressed.

[ dick watches taako lie back down with a laugh, crossing his own legs under himself and leaning his chin in his hand, contemplative ]

Thirty years? You're selling yourself short. Think this is gonna be the heartbreak of a lifetime.

Stop or we're gonna fuck again, seriously.

[Stop being a flirt!!!!!!! Flipping the mask off, tossing it onto the floor then.]

And that's why you wait. No one understands the power of a good delayed gratification.

[ yeah he outright cackles then and there, picking up his mask and putting it with the rest of the clothes he's not putting on yet ]

Right. Anything but that. That would be terrible. [ he sounds sarcastic. because. can't stop won't stop not sure how to stop??? ] You think the waiting made it better? And here I thought it was all you naturally.

[ SERIOUSLY MAKE HIM STOP ]

[Taako loves a good flirting, but it's almost too much? IT'S ALMOST TOO MUCH. He's laughing so hard that he's gasping for air a bit after that, reaching over to try and play-smack him on the chest.]

It's a fine line! Wait too long and it gets overhyped, not enough time and you think I'm too easy.

[ dick laughs at the smack, not even bothering to move away from it ]

I'd never think you were too easy. [ he tilts his head ] Overhyped though... that one might've been coming soon. You got me just in time.

[ he's a shit. ]

DICK CATCHALL

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