I Promise to stop posting Prefect CONSTANTLY after this one! :C

[buywithme]

[Okay, so Prefect feels really bad about Borging Pavi, and given that Pavi hasn't given him a rapey stare since they got their own minds back, he's still worried about it, ALSO I WANTED AN EXCUSE TO PLAY AT http://www.bureauofcommunication.com SO YOU MAY ASSUME THAT PREFECT HAS DELIVERED THIS APOLOGY:]

Comments

Action!

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

[Prefect is totally going to maturely reply with something about supposing that it's all right that the Pavi kissed him if he also forgave him and didn't do it again, but when he's half way through his first, "Well Comrade..." The Marquis steps forward and Prefect instantly pales.

Why was he there? Was he watching? Had this all been some kind of eerie voyeuristic plan for his amusement? And, oh, he's got his arm around the Pavi, which would be more or less completely fine if Prefect hadn't just been forcibly kissed by Pavi, since the distant idea that even though it was unwanted contact at least it was probably symbolically affectionate unwanted contact has now completely vanished from the back of his mind.

He puts his hand back over his mouth, obviously whatever he thought he was hiding before was still something he doesn't want the Marquis to see. His eyes flick between the two of them, trying to work out exactly how much of the last few minutes were pre-planned by everyone but him, before turning and taking off down the corridor at a quick walk.]

Action!

[themostdashing.livejournal.com]

[Pavi watches Prefect stalk off like a jilted boyfriend - it seems pretty pointless to call him back, especially since the Marquis is awake and hence has one hundred per cent of his attention - and wonders what on Earth just happened. He's not really sure what's going on between his two favourite men, although their conversations over the network have always been...interesting.

He looks to the Marquis and lifts his shoulders in a little shrug.] He does not like you?

Action!

[impure-tale.livejournal.com]

[The Marquis leans close, resting his cheek against the shorter man's temple and rubs his arm, watching with decided satisfaction as Prefect scurries away.] I make him nervous, I think. I shall have to tell you why, sometime. [He lifts his head to look down at him -- not far.] And what was all that about, pet?

Action!

[themostdashing.livejournal.com]

[Pavi makes a pleased little noise at the touch, practically purring with satisfaction. Pet? He can live up to that right now.]

He was the one to...assimilate me. And he was kind enough to offer a 'product or service' in return for my forgiveness, so. [He smiles impishly.] I do not think that was what he had in mind, however.

Action!

[impure-tale.livejournal.com]

Prefect does not deal in intimacies, I'm afraid.

[He smiles to himself -- he really wishes he could get past that, honestly. If anyone could be that man's first, he wouldn't mind it. He wonders what sorts of noises he could make him make.]

How are you feeling?

Action!

[themostdashing.livejournal.com]

I am feeling...better, I think. [Simple, yet true - two adjectives he wouldn't often ascribe to his half of any given conversation, but with the Marquis, the rules feel...different. He pauses.] Thank you.

Action!

[impure-tale.livejournal.com]

[He smiles.] No trouble, Paviche. [Again he stares after Prefect, pensive, but oddly not in the mood to ridicule.] Do you think you will forgive him?

Action!

[themostdashing.livejournal.com]

I do. [He shrugs.] It is true, what I said to him. He was not...himself. None of us were. I cannot blame a person who does not exist any more.

[Of course he was oversimplifying. Of course the person - the drone - that he had been was still in the back of his mind, throbbing like an old scar. And he knew the same would be true of Prefect and Amber and all the others, but...it couldn't really be explained to someone who hadn't experienced it for themselves.]