The Idle Nature of Ghosts [Nat]

[Kitty]

Well, that settles it then.

He shifted again, somewhat supporting himself with one arm against the couch as he slid forward a bit, placing his other hand on the man's chest and leaning into it. He believed that as long as he steered clear of his lover's collar bone he needn't worry much about hurting him. He was well aware of the fact that his own weight was rather slight, especially since he naturally looked like he hadn't eaten a good meal in a week. His grin also shifted from a casually crooked one to one of a more devious nature as he applied a bit of pressure to properly loom above him.

We shall go to the Wastes first, unless, of course, you'd rather have a nice little hunt first, then it'd be Esterberry.

He curled his fingers in a bit, hoping the tips of his ebon claws would reach the pale skin just below his clothes, emphasizing his point a bit as well. He rather enjoyed hearing these plans, they made everything seem more.... attainable in a way and strengthened his convictions as well. He would fight for this man's dreams if it came down to it. Queenship be damned, this was more important to him now.

He delighted in being called his mate's salvation, it made his name seem less silly then he'd thought it was when he was younger. Perhaps that loony ferret of a mother he had wasn't totally off after all, yeah? Maybe. However, the reference to him being the man's most horrid torture as well caused him to quirk a brow and tilt an ear part of the way back in mild confusion. How did that work?

You're most horrid torture.... ?

[Nathalia]

"Good to hear..."

Finistris liked the way that the Rat took to his statements...power was something he needed...and he got it from his mate...and yet, Osias was no push over, he could push back too... Osias, so perfect.

"The Wastes would be where I would truly like to go first, though if after that you would feel up to a trip to Esterberry I most certainly wouldn't say no..."

The claws pricking at his skin lightly made him shiver in delight, pressing closer and returning the gesture by bracing his bone rings up under his mate's chin. Letting the sharp points scratch through the fur gently.

"My most horrid torture...yes. You are, as well as you are my salvation...you come and go, and I can't truly have you. It...drives me mad, when I'm out and I can be on an equal level with you...the torture will cease."

He stroked at Osias gently and let himself hiss lightly.

"I want to be out there with you and my son...I'm going to go mad..."

[Kiki]

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[Kitty]

Whenever that desire for a change of scenery hit all you'd have to do is simply let me know .... and we'd go.

As much as Finistris needed power, Osias needed to give the sense of it. For all that his personality seemed to scream dominant he just... wasn't. And in return he got an overwhelming sensation of safety from the man. He didn't need to have his guard up with Finistris, it was amazing just to be able to be relaxed and purely himself.

He practically purred at the the feeling of those rings under his chin and moved his head down a bit to press his chin into them a bit harder. When the other man was finished speaking his tightened the grip he had with his claws and his tail. The hiss drew a small amount of concern, but he believed he could ease his mind a bit more.

The rat shifted his head, removing his chin from the rings and his hand entirely to dip down toward his throat. He ran his nose straight over the center of the man's throat gently, adam's apple included, and gave a soft exhale just under his chin.

Patience my dearest Finistris, patience. That is the reason I linger in the Court of Spades, I can't have you and I ... worry. But being in the court.... it makes me feel closer to you somehow.

A soft smile still resided on his muzzle, mirrored and amplified slightly in his eyes as he continued to watch his love's face. He did so want to bring him peace. The desire to do so almost hurt, almost.

[Nathalia]

"Then the I believe the Wastes are the first place we'll go.."

Finistris murmured, delighting in the way that he could feel the Rat relax...the sense of openness was wonderful...considering how often he had to hide things from the other half of himself...it was just...so easy.

The tail tightened around his leg and the Human let himself go nearly limp in his mate's arms...this was better, really... The sensation of the Rat's nose moving gently down his throat made Finistris chuckle a little and move to loose his tie... After all, Osias had asked so nicely...let him have access if he wanted it...

"Patience...is all I have..." He muttered, letting his hand move up to massage at his mate's left cheek. "And you are the closest anyone has ever been to me... Barring any unforeseen circumstances...the closest anyone ever will be..."

He let himself smile a little as well, tilting his head back.

"This Ferret, this Mia...is there anyway you could bring him into your mind with you...slip him a drink of something? I should very much like to speak with him..."

[Kitty]

When the tie was loosened he moved his nose a little further down, breathing him in a bit more, he front teeth slipping under his love's shirt on the process. He paused at the massaging touch to his cheek, peering up at him and swiveling his ears forward with intrigue. Had been anything but a gruff looking lowlander the expression probably would have been rather comical with an added hint of cute, but those were categories that were awfully hard for him to fit into.

The words, although entirely pleasant and on the verge of everything he wanted to hear.... they struck a chord in the rat's mind or, rather... tweaked a fear. He moved his head in a manner that almost looked like he was trying to hide his face in the man's chest, his claws tightening a bit more suddenly before going completely lax, his body following suit. He didn't tremble, didn't make a sound just.... stayed there, just like that for a bit. He needed a moment.

If his mate didn't make a move to try and force him to look at his face, when he spoke again the rat would look up and brush his cheek along Finistris' chest. The motion was more cat like then vermin, but he felt it appropriate none the less. His nose twitched, sending his whiskers forward for a moment as he mulled the question over in his mind before answering with a twitch of his ear.

I can try, he doesn't trust me at all and it'd be difficult, but I can try. However... if I succeed.... how do I bring someone in with me?

He hadn't even thought about it before, and if he had he would've thought it a bit impossible. But if Finistris said he could, then he could. He wouldn't doubt anything the man said to him because really.... why would he lie?

[Nathalia]

All of their plans had failed up until now.

A grin still plastered on his face, feet making no sound as he stalked down the deserted side street of the outer Bazaar, he moved toward the place his Osias had last shown him. His long hair was pulled back into an elegant knot at the back of his neck and his eyes were wide with desire.

It had been two weeks since he had managed to make it out of the Court of Spades into the world of reality. He had finally found his way to the Outer Bazaar thanks to a few random people he had stopped. Some had given him the directions willingly...some had to be encouraged.

He meandered slowly by crumbling buildings and boarded up doors, watching the street and everything that moved past.

After three hours, he finally found a doorway...one he recognized from the descriptions his love had given him. He rapped at it softly, ready to attack or move on should nothing happen. He fully expected the Rat to be in a bit of a tizzy. He had not been able to communicate mentally with anyone aside from his other half since leaving the dreamscape.

"Osias? Osias, my love...where are you?"

[Kitty]

Two weeks ... it had been at least two weeks without any word. That was either a terribly good thing .... or a very bad thing. He wasn't sure what to think of it, not after so many failed attempts. He kept his word though and waited in this awful, rundown place .... and he'd wait until died if he had to. Which didn't seem so far fetched ... it was cold, so very cold. Especially in this new form, but he intended to make it a delightful surprise for his love should the man have found a way to escape. At least it came equipped with a coat, but a coat could only do so much for someone with as little body fat as he had.

He waited in the dark, huddled up in a corner with his knees touching his nose, a constant tremble chasing away any thoughts of dozing he might have had. But there was a sound .... a knock? He straightened up a bit and eyed the door in a suspicious manner, this suspicion growing when an oh so familiar voice found it's way to his ears. He was finally losing it, wasn't he? Sitting here alone in the cold darkness had finally gotten to him and he was hearing the one voice he wanted to hear more then anything... But that didn't stop him from getting his hopes up.

He uncurled himself and got to his feet, moving toward the door. Instead of opening it he decided to make sure there was somewhere there, and if there was that that someone was, indeed, his Finistris.

Tell me something only you would know.

He may have wanted to throw the door open .... but his very nature demanded that caution be taken.

[Nathalia]

Finistris waited a few minutes, hoping for something...anything. Then he heard it.

The voice was dry and cracked, it sounded as though there was very little sleep supporting it...but there was no doubt as to who it was. The suspicion in the voice only made him more certain.

"The first thing our son managed to create on my mindscape...was a thin purple ribbon. Last you told me, love, he wears it still."

His heart made an odd, awkward leap. How would it feel to touch his Osias on this plane of existence? In reality? Would it feel like more, would it make the greeting he anticipated all the more sensual?

He eagerly awaited the creak of the door, his tall body arched against the door frame, reaching up and fiddling with his hair so that it swung down around his face.

"Osias...it's been too long. Come out of your hole...let me touch you..." He licked his teeth in anticipation, he was going to maul his Rat...then maybe he could convince him to go out on the town and see if someone would be kind enough to make them dinner.

[Kitty]

He needn't wait long for a response, and the one he got was more then satisfactory. None of that was common knowledge and it, combined with that ever so familiar voice, meant it was who he'd been waiting for. It didn't rule out some cruel hallucination, but it was definitely worth looking into. He lifted a slightly trembling hand to flip the locks and grip the knob to open the door, the little hairs along the back of his neck standing up. Oh how he hoped to whatever higher powers there may be that this wasn't some sick joke his mind had decided to conjure up.

He glanced up, he'd become rather aware of how bloody short this form was, and the first thing he really noticed was that glorious shade of blue, a shade that, no matter what he saw it on, always reminded him of this man, his one and only. His fatigue, and even the cold, slipped from his mind as a broad grin graced his visage and he wasn't quite able to summon up any words.

Some how or another he'd managed to get free, and he'd kept his word and found him. There just .... weren't any words that could come close to describing what he was feeling now. But it was a good feeling, the best he could ever remember actually.