KAZ PCS

[commedia]

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[bachelorbored]

[!!!

he's completely elated, and takes a sip immediately, swishing it around in his mouth like a wine connoisseur.]

Hmm... a bit powdery, I think, but that's to be expected. I'd give it a three out of ten—the best score yet!

[kaz is smiling warmly at limbo, who is now definitely his favorite person in this shithouse.]

I think you'd suit a shorter cut—it would accentuate the gentle line of your face, your stately chin, and higher cheekbones. You really do have a good face for fashion, Father! It's a shame the church grabbed you before the runway could!

[commedia]

[KAZ DON'T DRINK YOUR HOT CHOCOLATE LIKE WINE WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU]

Ahahaha. Three? Ah, room for improvement...

[And what an interesting image. Limbo tilts their head, considering.]

Thank you for such flattering words about my looks, mm! And a short cut...ah, why not? I'm intrigued, now. And unfortunately, my faith carries me far from such professions. You'll have to do such things in my stead!

[bachelorbored]

Oh, you bet! Neo Yokio Fashion Week, look out! Ha ha ha!

[kaz is in genuinely good spirits right now.]

Ahh, this is more like it. A mug [bowl, really] of hot chocolate in hand, and a total image change on the horizon... yes, this is the real reason for the season!

What about eyeliner? You could probably rock a lip color, honestly.

[commedia]

Haha.

[Is he laughing with Kaz or at him? Hard to tell!]

[But at the last one, Limbo's smirk grows, and he moves to lean on the counter next to the young man, moving in close.]

Take a look. I already have some.

[And his eyes flutter closed - sure enough, there's some green eyeliner already there! And his lips are tinted a subtle light green.]

[bachelorbored]

[with zero inhibitions, kaz leans closer, and—hey, sure enough! makeup!]

Green! That's a bold choice. But there's something about it that suits you. Perhaps it's your absolutely eccentric accessorizing, or just the fact that you're a complete weirdo overall!

[he leans back again, like he said absolutely nothing wrong, and takes a deep draught of hot choccie.]

Anyway, you should mix it up. If you're going to insist on neons anyway, why not try a few different shades? Or even something a bit more neutral, to compliment it?

[commedia]

A weirdo? Huhuhuhu. The pot calls the kettle black, there, my fashionable friend.

[He's just going to stay like this, moving to lean his chin into a hand.]

I haven't really thought about it. You see, this is simply the look I was summoned with.

[bachelorbored]

I'm not a weirdo! My fashion may be cutting edge, but it's never too sharp!

[kaz leans on one hand, holding the mug in his other.]

Summoned by who?

[commedia]

Nnn, its not about your fashion.

[His smile slides up into an amused smirk.]

Why, none other than my beloved Lord..........................Satan.




[And a pause.]

Haha! No. No, I'm kidding.

[bachelorbored]

[kaz floats past the comment about it not being his fashion in the same way he will soon float from a cupcake, and laughs uproariously at the joke.]

Good one, Father! Imagine! A holy man in the service of the devil! Ha ha ha!

[commedia]

Hahahahaha! Yes, yes! Its quite a jest! One of my greatest jokes yet, yes? Hahaha!

[It really was a joke, but probably not in the way Kaz thought.]

Nnnn, but my Lord is great and powerful, you know? Truly someone I'm more than happy to follow.

[bachelorbored]

Oh, I wouldn't go so far as to say your greatest, but yeah, it's pretty good. [he nods pleasantly, and suddenly seems to realize something.] Are there any marshmallows?

Who is your "lord", anyway? The mayor, or something?

[commedia]

Mmmhmmhmm. I will check.

[And so, he sweeps back over to the cabinet to look for some.]

No! Nothing as small as a mayor. Mmm. You could say they have the power to change the entire world.

[bachelorbored]

Oh, that's cool.





Any marshmallows?

[commedia]

Yes, here you go.

[Just plops the bag right in front of him.]

...Say, Kaz. Would you consider yourself a powerful mage?

[bachelorbored]

Oh, thanks.

[:)!!!]

Well, not to play my own french horn, but, yeah. I'm the most respected and well-known magistocrat in Neo Yokio, after all.

[this doesn't seem to bother him. he extracts a handful, and deposits them all into his hot chocolate.]

Perfection.

[commedia]

...

[And a low, sweeping bow, almost instantly, his tone ever so ingratiating.]

Oh, dear Kaz. May this humble priest ask you of a favor, then? I don't know who else to turn to...

[bachelorbored]

Huh? If it's to do with work, you'd probably have to go through my aunt. She'd kill me for doing anything pro-bono.

[commedia]

No, no, not that. Not your demons. You see...

[He shifts back up into a straight, standing position. splaying a hand against his chest.]

Well, its obvious, isn't it? I'm not human. But I cannot exist in this world for long. And its only mages like you that can help me.

[bachelorbored]

[kaz. blinks.]

You're not human?

[was it obvious??]

[commedia]

...

[wow]

[just]

[wow]

Haha! Yes. I was once. But now, I only exist as what I am. A Heroic Spirit, summoned to fight the battles of humanity.

[bachelorbored]

Okay, but you look like a human, dude! I don't know what else to tell you.

[commedia]

[INTERNALLY CLOSING EYES]

Apologies. I am but a silhouette of humanity, nothing more. A shadow. A farce. So, I am sorry, to have misled you...

[bachelorbored]

Oh, uh, it's cool, I'm not bothered or anything.

[his words are saying one thing, but his face is saying another. and what it's saying is this:

you are probably a crazy hollywood actor going through a midlife crisis, so i will let you have this delusion, because you're getting a little creepy.]

Just don't... heroically... fight me?

[commedia]

Why would I fight you? Kaz. Tsk tsk. If I was your Heroic Spirit, then I would be your Servant. You would be my Master. And I wouldn't harm a lovely pink hair on your head, and instead serve you as best as I could.

[And a hum, moving back to lean on the counter again.]

But if you don't want that, it's fine. All I ask for is that through your magical energy, you keep me in existence. It would be done through very simple ways. You would barely have to lift a finger. Can this humble follower of Buddha ask this of you? I am sorry, to request it like this...

[bachelorbored]

[kaz stops, mid-hot chocolate sippy, marsmallows melting gently around his lips



what???????????????????

he lowers the mug again, stares for a long moment, and weighs out his options.]

Like, uh. Like how?

Because I'm not really into the BDSM scene. Like, at all, actually. That's not a scene I am presently in. I am absent from that scene entirely.