[ at least two of these pictures are like. extremely stupid. they are so blurry. they are wearing comical matching "this-is-above-my-technology-paygrade" expressions in at least one of the purikura panels.
... but the first one's very charming. real smiles, a sense of camaraderie, something very warm and candid to it all. temenos pulls the little strip free when it prints, and pulls it up to examine, absently sampling his ice cream a little further; he doesn't say anything about it, but something resonates warmly in the back of his mind, too.
it's a picture that certainly isn't lonely.
what a nice change that is.
temenos leans a little further in at the shoulder to bring the picture up and hands it to axel with a slight flourish, careful not to bop him with the ice cream or something at the same time. et voila. ]
Here you are. One strip of memories. [ it's not a tacit agreement, but the warmth of it makes it clear - yes, they're not bad at all. ] As comedic as they may be.
[ ...Absolutely incredible. Axel can't help but let out a snort again upon seeing the ridiculous appearance of them. He's licking at his ice cream too, not wanting it to certainly go to waste, though he was almost absolutely distracted by these little charming images of them both.
Feeling the other lean a bit more against him makes the red head keep his hand firmly where it is, gladly taking note of the weight of the other man acutely. All just for balance's sake, surely? ...Nah, Axel thinks there's definitely something more to it.
It's easy to take with said free hand, though, because he's more or less somehow gone to town on his ice cream. And it had melted a tad. Soon, he's looking at the picture handed to him. ]
With you? I'll commit them to memory anytime. We look hilarious and incredible together.
[ Brightness flashes across his eyes as he turns to look from the photo, back at Tem again. ]
I'd never taken photos with anybody before, but it's clear you can agree, that's a ton of appeal to them.
[ just for balance's sake... clearly.... affection week is incredibly powerful. normally, temenos isn't really all that touchy - he's not the type to back out of someone else's space, and he's happy to deliver a headpat now and then, but the odd effect of the week has helped with that. well. utter repression, really. that good, good, fantasy catholic repression.
but like this, it is fairly nice, and besides, axel is really tall comparatively, so it's more convenient this way anyway. he's content to eat this sea salt ice cream with that very same sense of muted joy, peering at the picture from where he's still contentedly settled under axel's arm.
when he looks back, he'll find temenos's gaze moving up to look at him, too. he's got a smile on his face to match - warm, if certainly amused, though at what, like often, its hard to say. ]
...yes, I think that I can see the appeal. [ what a silly bonding activity but at least they managed to pull it off. ] ... We ought to go sit somewhere. I fear I'm going to start dripping this everywhere, otherwise.
[ there's a little gesture with the ice cream bar, which he has been eating very delicately if enthusiastically this entire time, and after a moment, he gestures over to a bench somewhere nearby? ] If you'd like.
[ Isn't it just? Every moment seems ripe like a reason to stick close, and not even in the way that can be explained away as something that's completely thoughtless. It isn't like Axel has had any barriers or thoughts against actually wanting to do the occasional friendly slap on the back, clap over the shoulder, or something along those lines.
But, it feels somehow a bit more enhanced, with the fondness that has already begun to grow from within him by being the other man. Seeing him look at the picture the way he does? Is truly something else. And the smile? ...Axel is not a poet, but he thinks it's nice to see all on its own. He barely remembers to respond, though he manages. ]
Trust me when I say I wouldn't want you to get that everywhere. So, yeah, let's get going...
[ He shifts his arm from around the other male's shoulder, but instead of completely letting go, Axel feels the inexplicable urge to slide it around an arm to link them. Passing another playful smile, he begins to lead them over to the bench. ]
...Like this. Also, would I be right to guess you've got a sweet tooth? Since you like the snack so much.
[ that shitpost where it's like "oh its over for you now idiot im in your head"
he'll take axel's word for not making a mess - he's a fairly fastidious person, anyhow - and this seems extremely sticky. can't eat it fast enough. as they're emerging from the photobooth area proper, he takes the moment to tuck the second photo strip into his pocket, and that's when his arm gets taken.
it's not an unwelcome gesture - though it is a little surprising. temenos huffs a laugh when he realizes he's being pulled along, and after a moment, folds his hand lightly against axel's wrist to let him lead the way, holding the ice cream bar out of the way so it doesn't drip or melt. off to the bench!
once they're settled, he doesn't unlace their arms, though he sits gracefully and crosses his ankles where he's settled, bringing the popsicle back up to his mouth. the question gets a wry smile from temenos, caught very much enjoying this little present, and he looks at him out of the corner of his eye, smiling like a guilty child caught with his hand in the cookie jar. ]
Aha. [ busted ] ...you could say that, yes. Nothing soothes the pain of a torturously long scripture memorization session quite like a pastry or two.
Thankfully Axel's probably also put away the photo strip he's gotten, but hearing the laugh that escapes Temenos? Like music to his ears. He resists the urge to make a ringing church-bells comparison but it crosses his mind because sometimes? Axel is just a certain level of embarrassing cringe.
Feeling the way the other man rests his hand just so against his wrist might just make him feel like being so.
He sees the kind of look directed his way after they've seated, a snort escaping the red head with ease. ]
Long scripture memorization session, eh? Being a holy man's really a bunch of hard work. Not that I'm too surprised about that.
[ Maybe sweets can be considered a blessing in that case. ]
Glad you agree. Sometimes, it's the little things, you know?
[ he's cringe and free and i love that for him. temenos is completely unaware of this (probably), seemingly content even if he's been caught with his sweet tooth; he's rarely ashamed of any of his behaviors, and this is one of those.
in fact, he seems to relax a little. the affection week makes it easy to lean against his arm as he's finishing off his treat, thoughtful pauses interspersed with delicious ice cream. ]
Mmm. The scriptures, the histories, the mythology - to be the inquisitor requires that you know the doctrine backwards and forwards, lest someone question your knowledge of it. That's my job, after all, and one cannot cite heretics without knowing first what makes heresy.
[ which is knowledge he's intimately familiar with. ] Believe it or not, spending time in the Church is most often "torturously long" in all manners of the word.
[ he has sat through many, many sermons, on top of it all - he gestures with the ice cream bar, eyes twinkling a bit, amused. ] So, yes. Certainly the little things.
I pray that you don't have to sit around doing the same? [ memorizing scripture. like. duh, but it's a little teasing. ] Unless you've a holy background you're going to surprise me with, all of a sudden.
[ Feeling Temenos lean against his arm just like that causes another smile to spread across his face. Though, he's definitely listening closely, hanging onto every word the cleric is saying. ]
That's a fair point. But, I'm sure no one would fault you if you ever needed to recall some like...obscure thing with flash cards from time to time. [ He's joking. Axel knows holy guys need to stay on top of that. ] But, I don't think I've ever heard of an inquisitor before. It sounds kind of like you ask a lot of questions, am I right?
...And it also sounds like you'd need a vacation every now or then.
[ But, at the question, Axel shakes his head with a slight smile. ]
Nah. Well, unless you count being counted as technically a Warrior of Light as having a 'holy background'. Which, you know, I don't, just so you know.
[ He puts a finger up to his own lips playfully as to say 'don't tell anyone I said that' even if it doesn't matter. ]
And I sure didn't do much 'studying' about being one. But, of course we've got our own brand of troublemakers, you know? Those who do enjoy consorting with the Darkness, or whatever.
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... but the first one's very charming. real smiles, a sense of camaraderie, something very warm and candid to it all. temenos pulls the little strip free when it prints, and pulls it up to examine, absently sampling his ice cream a little further; he doesn't say anything about it, but something resonates warmly in the back of his mind, too.
it's a picture that certainly isn't lonely.
what a nice change that is.
temenos leans a little further in at the shoulder to bring the picture up and hands it to axel with a slight flourish, careful not to bop him with the ice cream or something at the same time. et voila. ]
Here you are. One strip of memories. [ it's not a tacit agreement, but the warmth of it makes it clear - yes, they're not bad at all. ] As comedic as they may be.
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Feeling the other lean a bit more against him makes the red head keep his hand firmly where it is, gladly taking note of the weight of the other man acutely. All just for balance's sake, surely? ...Nah, Axel thinks there's definitely something more to it.
It's easy to take with said free hand, though, because he's more or less somehow gone to town on his ice cream. And it had melted a tad. Soon, he's looking at the picture handed to him. ]
With you? I'll commit them to memory anytime. We look hilarious and incredible together.
[ Brightness flashes across his eyes as he turns to look from the photo, back at Tem again. ]
I'd never taken photos with anybody before, but it's clear you can agree, that's a ton of appeal to them.
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but like this, it is fairly nice, and besides, axel is really tall comparatively, so it's more convenient this way anyway. he's content to eat this sea salt ice cream with that very same sense of muted joy, peering at the picture from where he's still contentedly settled under axel's arm.
when he looks back, he'll find temenos's gaze moving up to look at him, too. he's got a smile on his face to match - warm, if certainly amused, though at what, like often, its hard to say. ]
...yes, I think that I can see the appeal. [ what a silly bonding activity but at least they managed to pull it off. ] ... We ought to go sit somewhere. I fear I'm going to start dripping this everywhere, otherwise.
[ there's a little gesture with the ice cream bar, which he has been eating very delicately if enthusiastically this entire time, and after a moment, he gestures over to a bench somewhere nearby? ] If you'd like.
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But, it feels somehow a bit more enhanced, with the fondness that has already begun to grow from within him by being the other man. Seeing him look at the picture the way he does? Is truly something else. And the smile? ...Axel is not a poet, but he thinks it's nice to see all on its own. He barely remembers to respond, though he manages. ]
Trust me when I say I wouldn't want you to get that everywhere. So, yeah, let's get going...
[ He shifts his arm from around the other male's shoulder, but instead of completely letting go, Axel feels the inexplicable urge to slide it around an arm to link them. Passing another playful smile, he begins to lead them over to the bench. ]
...Like this. Also, would I be right to guess you've got a sweet tooth? Since you like the snack so much.
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he'll take axel's word for not making a mess - he's a fairly fastidious person, anyhow - and this seems extremely sticky. can't eat it fast enough. as they're emerging from the photobooth area proper, he takes the moment to tuck the second photo strip into his pocket, and that's when his arm gets taken.
it's not an unwelcome gesture - though it is a little surprising. temenos huffs a laugh when he realizes he's being pulled along, and after a moment, folds his hand lightly against axel's wrist to let him lead the way, holding the ice cream bar out of the way so it doesn't drip or melt. off to the bench!
once they're settled, he doesn't unlace their arms, though he sits gracefully and crosses his ankles where he's settled, bringing the popsicle back up to his mouth. the question gets a wry smile from temenos, caught very much enjoying this little present, and he looks at him out of the corner of his eye, smiling like a guilty child caught with his hand in the cookie jar. ]
Aha. [ busted ] ...you could say that, yes. Nothing soothes the pain of a torturously long scripture memorization session quite like a pastry or two.
[ sometimes you get by with sweets. ]
This is good. Worth the tokens, I believe.
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Thankfully Axel's probably also put away the photo strip he's gotten, but hearing the laugh that escapes Temenos? Like music to his ears. He resists the urge to make a ringing church-bells comparison but it crosses his mind because sometimes? Axel is just a certain level of embarrassing cringe.
Feeling the way the other man rests his hand just so against his wrist might just make him feel like being so.
He sees the kind of look directed his way after they've seated, a snort escaping the red head with ease. ]
Long scripture memorization session, eh? Being a holy man's really a bunch of hard work. Not that I'm too surprised about that.
[ Maybe sweets can be considered a blessing in that case. ]
Glad you agree. Sometimes, it's the little things, you know?
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in fact, he seems to relax a little. the affection week makes it easy to lean against his arm as he's finishing off his treat, thoughtful pauses interspersed with delicious ice cream. ]
Mmm. The scriptures, the histories, the mythology - to be the inquisitor requires that you know the doctrine backwards and forwards, lest someone question your knowledge of it. That's my job, after all, and one cannot cite heretics without knowing first what makes heresy.
[ which is knowledge he's intimately familiar with. ] Believe it or not, spending time in the Church is most often "torturously long" in all manners of the word.
[ he has sat through many, many sermons, on top of it all - he gestures with the ice cream bar, eyes twinkling a bit, amused. ] So, yes. Certainly the little things.
I pray that you don't have to sit around doing the same? [ memorizing scripture. like. duh, but it's a little teasing. ] Unless you've a holy background you're going to surprise me with, all of a sudden.
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That's a fair point. But, I'm sure no one would fault you if you ever needed to recall some like...obscure thing with flash cards from time to time. [ He's joking. Axel knows holy guys need to stay on top of that. ] But, I don't think I've ever heard of an inquisitor before. It sounds kind of like you ask a lot of questions, am I right?
...And it also sounds like you'd need a vacation every now or then.
[ But, at the question, Axel shakes his head with a slight smile. ]
Nah. Well, unless you count being counted as technically a Warrior of Light as having a 'holy background'. Which, you know, I don't, just so you know.
[ He puts a finger up to his own lips playfully as to say 'don't tell anyone I said that' even if it doesn't matter. ]
And I sure didn't do much 'studying' about being one. But, of course we've got our own brand of troublemakers, you know? Those who do enjoy consorting with the Darkness, or whatever.