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[video/action] virus time

[There was nothing better to come, well maybe not home but close enough, back to after spending time out with Farf than his favorite pets. After pointing Farfarello toward the bathroom, someone was wearing just a bit more of their victims’ blood than the other, he walked into the main room of the suite they were staying in and started to get out of the jacket he’d been wearing.]

Miss me?

[OOC: Harem members: Aya Fujimiya, Ken Hidaka, and Klavier Gavin. And unofficially Harumi since she wants to video tape everything. Ken and Aya are free to tag together or separate. Also, Farf has been warned off killing anyone.

Anyone else is free to tag in and have fun.]

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[Aya looks over when he sees Schuldig and Farfarello come in. The latter...he can ignore unless told to pay attention to him. So his eyes are on the redhead.]

...Of course.

[Aw, his favorite little kitten there to greet him first.

He drops his jacket on a chair, not really caring if the blood will stain the fabric or not, before sitting down on the couch.]

You didn't get into any trouble with the others while I was out did you?

[Not that he doesn't already know.]

Of course not.

[He stays where he is currently since well he hasn't been told to come closer. That said, his eyes are on him.]

[Ken's eyes follow Farfarello for a brief moment before he looks back at Schuldig.]

Looks like you two did, though.

More like stress relief than trouble.

[There's more than enough room on the couch; he pats both sides, a clear invitation or command for the other two to join him.]

[Aya gets up right away and goes to sit on one side of Schuldig.]

[And Ken follows suit, settling on the opposite side of him.]

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[That is unusual. But since he's got reason to go to the bathroom and Schuldig told him as much, that was what he started out doing.

He walks back out a few minutes later, all clean and naked, though he holds a knife. Priorities, he has them.]

...what.

[He's not sure he even wants to know. Living with a powerful telepath does teach one to just roll with things. But still. For now, he just turns and walks back into the bathroom, to return again wearing pants and having all his weapons with him. Much better.]

[Typical reaction to most things he does so it's not like Schuldig takes note of Farf in general.

When he returns dressed, or at least fully reweaponed, Schuldig is pouring a drink for himself before joining the others in the other room.]

What did you do?

[Actually, the real question should be...]

Why didn't you do that sooner?

[He's not even that disturbed. Just. Puzzled. Seriously, what? He trails behind Schuldig to see this close up.]

Maybe I'm going crazy.

[Lease he's not lost his sense of humor.]

[He stops and turns to look at Farfarello confused, which is just odd as hell.]

What? I cleaned up in the kitchen wasn't like I was that messy. And now I plan on enjoying the rest of the night.

[And not sharing. Also not touching that crazy comment because it's just too easy.]

[So. Apparently kittens all over the room being snuggly was being regarded as normal now.

Alright then.]

Have fun.

[If Schuldig doesn't mind being followed and watched, at least. Though Farfarello's mostly inspecting the kittens. This was odd, decidedly. Very odd.]

Do they still bite?

Ja, sehr viel...natürlich...

[It's Klavier's general response as Schuldig walks in with Farfarello, naturally he'll eye them both from an adjacent door frame with interest because what can be said...he's all about the spices of life even as someone's pet.

Still, he'll eye the blood with some discontent as he is still unaware of Schuldig's line of work.]

You're not hurt, are you?

Good.

[Considering the blood was less work related and more fun and games maybe he has every reason to worry; but then again, Farfarello had been warned off the blond long ago. ]

No; none of it's mine. Nothing to worry over unless you want to try and clean this.

[He tosses the jacket to the side, it can go in the trash later. Or rather it can be burned later, no need leaving evidence around even if he could remove any questions or doubts from anyone's mind.

And while it wasn't a particularly physical confrontation, on his part, there is nothing wrong with pretending otherwise. Sympathy for the devil never hurt anyone, especially the devil; so, he sits down in one of the closest chairs with a little more effort than honesty.]

And just what did you do while I was gone?

[Klavier will look the jacket over skeptically, well, apart from being the last person to ask clean a bloodied jacket...he couldn't help his natural inclination towards curiosity. It's good that it wasn't Schuldig's blood...but then whose blood was it?

It wasn't a question that he was going to ask, simply because his concern for the redhead had a tendency to override everything else...it seems as though his protective instincts heightened around the other man. A strange thing for the ex-rocker admittedly, but so was being a pet.]

Well, I waited for you...[Not the whole truth, but that would come soon. Right now he approached Schuldig and the chair since the other man looked to be suffering from a severe case of give-me-sympathy...Klavier was more than equipped to give it to him. Once within rage Klavier climbed into the chair, straddling, but not directly sitting in his master's lap. This was probably familiar.

Once in his perch Klavier began his official greeting by massaging Schuldig's shoulders.] Though waiting for you made me think of you...which is hard not to do...and thinking about you does makes it hard to resist imagining you near by, watching me or touching me.

[Well the whole thing was rather strange and if Schuldig thought about it he wasn't exactly sure how the hell this had come about with Schwarz being in hiding and chasing down leads to crush the last vestiges of Eszet. But honestly, who could think about things like that with something more interesting before them?

When Klavier joined him, Schuldig slipped his hands up around the blond's hips not so much for balance but for contact.

He couldn't help but imagine the scene as Klavier told his tale. And he knew just where it would end. It was a good thing he wasn't the type to get upset over something like that.]

Are you suggesting I made you wait too long before coming back?

[Klavier was wearing the usual leather pants and dress shirt, un-tucked so that those hands could slide easily along his back if they wanted to. He would have been undressed for Schuldig, but the unwrapping was usually half the fun, particularly in this case.]

Depends one what you mean by "too long." I think a couple of minutes is too long, but that's because I can be a little impatient. As long as you were though, it was enough time to make a bit of trouble for myself.

[Of course, touching himself was part of it, but that was never enough. Dipping down a bit he pressed his face against Schuldig's neck and his chest against the other man's. Through the thin fabric of Klavier's shirt there was something small, hard and metallic underneath.]

[Unwrapping is always part of the fun when you've got such a pretty package in your lap. And his hands definitely move far enough under that shirt to pull him into his lap as Klavier leans down.

There's a small chuckle at Klavier's confession.]

It never seems to take you long to find trouble. But is that trouble for you or me? I wonder if this going to require a reward or punishment.

[The words may sound hard to anyone who didn't know better, but the fact that Schuldig's hands have moved around to the front of Klavier's shirt should make his thoughts clear enough. Although, he will be testing the other's patience just a bit longer since he's going to start at the bottom button and work his way up.]

[Klavier can't help the triumphant thrill at being pulled into place and the ex-rocker secretly enjoyed his spot in Schuldig's lap...not that it belong to him alone which was a source of slight jealousy. Still the attorney wasn't the kind of guy to let those kinds of emotions prevail since he too had insatiable appetites.]

I know, I have a sickness I think, but this time I can't help but to hope for the good kind of trouble.

[Yeah, Klavier didn't think he would ever get his nipples adorned with simple silver hoops...ever. They were fashion forward, but they made him too sensitive which was why he never thought about it before. There was that and the fact that his nipples had never done anything to him.

This, however, had been completely for Schuldig, so he couldn't help looking a little impatient at the slow progress of his fingers.]

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Take it yer job probably don't really let'cha write off dry cleaning as a business expense...

Most of the things we're doing right now aren't for others but ourselves. But under normal circumstances, we'd bill the client enough to cover all expenses in the line of duty. Including dry cleaning.

It's a good life when you do yer work without pay in yer off hours 'cause it's that fun.

It's less fun typically than necessity. Tonight was a good bit of both though; I told you we don't get out much, Farf's gets a little high strung if he's not let loose often enough.