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[vexy]

Characters: Vex & you
Summary: It's been 20 days since Vex arrived in Xistentia, and nobody has seen or heard from Mark in all this time (for you animal-types, his scent is completely faded from Vex by now). It may be time to broach the subject or just hang out with the obviously in-denial fae. If you're a stranger to Vex, or don't know him that well, you may want chill with him on his beach-view porch, he's got cold beers. Ping thefacelessevil if you want a special starter.
Date(s): June 18th, or dates approximately around then.
Warnings/Notes: death is a prevalent subject, some smut.



OPTION I

Vex's native look hadn't changed much since he first arrived, mainly because it was easier to hand-wash one set of clothes rather than a full wardrobe. He wasn't particularly in the mood to be vain, anyway. His routine hadn't varied much as he still felt more than a little overwhelmed and lost, as such he would go into town for supplies, occasionally scout the area, but in the late afternoons he'd watch the sunset in one of his porch chairs and a cold beer in hand.

He could see him out there in the sand, Mark had always loved the beach. Whether he was running around as a panther or a fae, kicking his feet in the waves, or relaxing in the hot sand, Vex saw him as if he were real. He never tried to go out to interact with the visions, he had a feeling he would spoil them or, even worse, they would disappear- like he had in the portal less than a second after Vex lost his grip on his hand.

If he was greeted while in this state it make take him a moment to hear or see, as he was so lost in this fantasy world that reality was very difficult to grasp. His daemon sat by the edge of the deck, a black short-haired cat with unnatural blue eyes which peered out at the ocean.

OPTION II

It was raining, but Vex did his shopping despite the weather. At least it was warm rain, though without an umbrella it soaked his clothes and made his flip-flops sound rather squishy as he walked. He didn't seem to care how much water he was tracking inside the buildings, even though which now had proper shopkeepers. Feel free to scold him for being so careless, or perhaps help him gather supplies.

Even better, offer him a drink and he may actually open up for more than only smalltalk.

OPTION III

Choose your own adventure! Vex can be encountered almost anywhere and he's always got his daemon with him, so go wild if you wish.

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OPTION II

[moshennik]

[ Kenzi Malikov does things at her own pace, she marches to the beat of her own drum, she's a free spirit. Which is all code word for she does whatever the fuck she wants. Of course, she hadn't exactly chosen to arrive later than most of the people here.

But here she is, in all her Kenzi!Fae glory, looking a bit ridiculous in the clothes she arrived in. She'd managed to steal an oversized umbrella because like hell she was ruining her boots more than she already had. Plus Meow Meow was a fussy bitch of a raccoon (he was a boy but whatever).

She was searching the city, exploring and crossing her fingers that she'd find someone she knew, four people in particular but with no such luck. But she was back in being stealth mode because this place wasn't cuddle city and she still didn't know who or what she could trust. That she wasn't sure how this place would react to a newly minted Fae, such as herself.

Needless to say, when she saw him, she did a double take. Mostly because--] Flip Flops? [ She says out loud with a clicking noise of disapproval.] Vex, please tell me you're not wearing flip flops.

[ Oh hai, Vex. Your BFF has arrived. ]

[vexy]

[ Those clothes were like a breath of fresh hair to Vex, stylish and rebellious, the perfect combo attached to a girl that he didn't realize how much he'd missed until he was faced with her. His heart nearly leapt into his throat as he croaked in surprised. ]

Kenz...? [ Vex couldn't cry, but his face was already appropriately damp as he swept her up into an uncharacteristically tight, and soaking wet, bear-hug. Deal with it, he was a bit clingy. ] Forget the flip flops, look at you! [ He said with a laugh as he leaned back and got a look at her, all healthy and flawless. ] Ugh, you bitch, I hate you, even your mascara looks flawless. Have you only been here for a few hours or what?

[moshennik]

[ If this was any other moment or any other person, she'd tell him to mind the leather but this is Vex and even without talking to him, she could sense something was off. If only because he was walking in the rain and wearing fucking flip flops. Something was seriously wrong here.

She lets him hug her and she hugs back, feeling utter relief in finding at least one of her people. Now if she could find Bo-Bo or Barclay, she'd be happy as a clam considering Mark was probably here with Vex, right? Right?

Smirking at his compliment, she shakes her head.] About thirty hours, actually.... Trying to get the lay of the land and well... find your ass. [ She looks at him.] Except now I'm not sure if I should pretend to know you considering this ensemble... [ She waves her hand at him as best she can in her position.]

The last thing I remember was... well chaos and then getting brought here. [Her brow furrows and those blue eyes of her narrow.] And yet... you seem all.... settled here, what's going on...? [ The Fae announcement can wait a little longer.]

[vexy]

[ Right. Yes. Mark was totally here, Kenzi. Don't worry about it. ]

I've been here for twenty days, you're bloody lucky I'm not shaggy and trotting around naked like an episode of Survivor. [ He was well trimmed at least, despite the silver in his goatee. ] Uh, short version of the story is everywhere is being attacked and this is the oasis where we're supposed to fight it from. Or rebuild our worlds, or something. It's a lot and I wish Bo was here so she could figured this all out for us. [ He groaned with a deep grimace. ] Maybe she'll be like you and show up fashionably late.

The creatures we got have most of the deets, when they feel like giving them to us. [ His daemon had been walking beneath the eves of the buildings to avoid the rain, but pounced over so it could rub its sleek kitty body up against Kenzi's leg in a typical cat-greeting. ]

[moshennik]

[ She doesn't bother hiding her disappointment upon hearing that Bo isn't here. How could she not be upset that her best friend isn't here.]

Yeah, well, Meow Meow is an asshole. [ Which is to say he hasn't given her much information beyond the basics. She glares at her daemon as he's digging through a nearby trash bin, happily munching on whatever he finds.] Trash panda! [ She calls out before looking at Vex.]

Is anyone else here? Are you-- [ She glances down at the cat that rubs at her legs before looking up at him.] Are you okay? Because... I meant it. Flip flops and shorts that aren't leather or showing off your ass...?

i

[mordacita]

[ Rafa is walking along the beach towards Vex's house. He's barefoot and his shoes are dangling in one hand. The clothes he's found here are far from his usual fare, but he's making do. His daemon is trotting gracelessly along beside him, in part because the sand keeps wrongfooting it, and in part because Jessie the umbreon keeps trying to pounce on it. She gives that up only when she sees Vex's cat daemon in the distance, and then off she goes to hunt it instead. Rafa can't even blame her for disliking them. He ignores this playing around and goes up to sit beside Vex, who is staring into space.

Vex has been morose for days. Rafa has been careful about mentioning it, or his suspicions regarding the reasons behind it. Back in Eudio, Vex had never been away from Mark for very long. The panther's scent had always been on him, but here it's been diminishing every day since they arrived - and despite Rafa coming to the beach house often, he hasn't managed to catch Mark's scent anywhere else. He stays quiet for a moment, waiting for Vex to acknowledge him or at least move, in some way. Then he sighs, and reaches over to touch his hand. ]

If you are going to keep ignoring me, I am going to get a complex. Vex, my love.

[ Rafa moves closer, then chews his lip, and physically lifts Vex's arm to slide beneath it. He curls in against his chest, arms wrapping around his waist. ]

[vexy]

[ By the time Rafa arrived, Vex had finished off his third beer and was relaxing in his hammock. As a result, he suddenly had a armful of unexpected vampire but that wasn't an unwelcome development. The strong material swayed slightly with the additional weight, but it was as easy and relaxing as a summer breeze.

His head tilted so he could press his cheek against the top of Rafa's head, his eyes closing as he breathed in. Quietly, he replied. ] Sorry darling, my mind was somewhere else. Hello, then.

[ Meanwhile, Hexd was more than pleased to play a came of cat-and-mouse with Rafa's umbreon, so at least the "animals" could entertain each other. ]

[mordacita]

[ Hammocks have never looked all that comfortable to Rafa. There's something precarious about the way they swing, and for all that they can be made to look nice with blankets, he can't see that they do anything an ordinary bed would not. With Vex, though, he might be minded to reverse that opinion. This is nice, and he finds himself snuggling closer. He pushes a kiss against his faerie's chest and then settles, letting Vex lean on him. His hands stroke idly over his sides. ]

Hello, tesoro.

[ Rafa's unicorn has settled beside them, and gone into a kind of sleep mode. Jessie keeps chasing the cat daemon around. She seems pleased to have found someone who actually plays.

Rafa lets the quiet stretch for a few moments. Then, softly, he says: ]

Mark is not here, is he?

[vexy]

[ Treasure? He didn't really feel like one, more like an old sack that had been washed ashore and left in the sun to bake. Weathered and torn, yet Rafa still adored him. Vex couldn't understand why, a part of him didn't want to because it was too much to comprehend. Still, he held him like a fae who wasn't about to let him go for the world.

Then in six words his heart was frozen. He was quiet and unmoving, eyes still closed, he listened for the familiar sound of Mark's laugh above the soft rush of the waves. It was there, wasn't it? ... wasn't it?

He didn't reply. ]

option iii (nsfw, lmk if not ok!)

[pillz]

[at some point, kavinsky had noticed. maybe because of tender care and concern for one of his most treasured friends. maybe because he's in love. maybe because of some mercenary, selfish point where these two things meet, make chemical reaction, combust in blue fire, promising to leave nothing but black marks and a bad smell someday. but today, it's what keeps kavinsky warm.

it's raining when he steps into vex's home. takes the stairs up, easily navigating the rustic hallways and marine colors, unzipping his jacket as he goes, fingering the water from his ungelled hair.

kavinsky knows better than to startle the pale body under the covers, so he says,] Hey, babe, [from the doorway before stepping out of his shoes. the redistribution of his weight creaks the mattress, but it's muffled by his damp head poking under the blankets, the warm puff of exhaled air going under crisp linen and flushing the meet of vex's thighs, then the shy-- well, not shy— trace of tongue on his cock, the heat at odds with the chilly prickle of secondhand moisture clinging to kavinsky's skin, even the gaunt cliff of his cheekbone, nuzzling vex's lower belly. hello. hello.]

damn right it is <3

[vexy]

[ Vex didn't sleep much nowadays, mostly he was in-and-out of consciousness. Sometimes he was so delirious that he actually felt Mark's arms around him, which helped him to drift for at least a few hours. When he woke up he was alone which wasn't a pleasant feeling after sharing a bed with someone for so long. He was nearly drifted off by the time he felt a presence in the room.

His eyes opened slightly as he heard the zipper of a jacket, thinking instinctively that Mark was home after his shift at Pandemonium. He was too tired to think about how it'd been more than a month since Pan closed and he wasn't even in Eudio and the voice wasn't quite right anyway. Then his energy perked up when he felt the swipe of a warm tongue on his neglected cock. Neglected in that he hadn't took himself in hand since he got there, taking sex when it was offered but he didn't go out of his way to chase it. ]

Oooh... [ He exhaled softly and spread his legs, willing and pleased as his limp dick quickly began to rise. ] Oh, hello there... yes, please.

[pillz]

[kavinsky's tongue chases stiffening blood and heat through the shaft of vex's cock, tracing the path of an artery that he remembers. after all, it wasn't that long ago since he was on his knees between the faerie's feet-- another world, another time, before the apocalypse, where vex's bed in eudio had a sturdy enough rail to hold up under handcuffs and frantic pulling, right up until they decided to add some d-rings to kavinsky's bedroom setup too.

they've known each other a long time. it doesn't even occur to kavinsky, that maybe vex is thinking of someone's mouth other than his own.

he pushes a kiss up against vex's balls, in the middle, right where it meets his cock, his nose bending sweetly against it. then he flattens his tongue and gets to licking, his head poking up under the blanket as he finds his way up over the tip, opening his mouth so he can suck all the way down. and this part is familiar, the swell of vex's sex against the walls of his mouth. he's careful with his teeth and generous with his lips— generosity that's rare in every other part of his love.]

[vexy]

Mmm, that's it, love... [ It was fortunate for Vex that pet names were more second-nature to him than actual names, lest he be on the receiving end of a jealous lover- That was a game he only played when someone's teeth wasn't quite so close to his prick.

Welcome home, he thought to himself as he lashes fluttered and he sighed. It was nice, the muffled sounds of kisses and licking beneath the linen blanket, the distant echo of waves lapping on the shore. It was easy to forget reality like this, splayed out and relaxed, easy to get hard within the confines of a loving mouth.

Then he inhaled deeply, a breath which resembled someone who was fighting back a sob. His arm rose to drape over his eyes, the sting hurt, as did the invisible wound in his chest. As quickly as he began to harden, he started to go soft. ]

ii;

[hasitsthorns]

Those are some sad sounding flippy-floppys, [ comes a familiar voice from one of the shops he's carelessly tracking water through. Other people seem a little annoyed, but Rose doesn't pay it much mind. There are more important things to adress here than a clean-up on aisle four. ]

Didn't take you as a flip-flop sorta guy, honestly, but you still manage to make them work. [ And she knows why he's wearing them, why he seems less than his usual on point self these days. Rain masks scents but Mark's had been gone long before it started falling. She doesn't want to point it out, however. It doesn't feel like her place. She can try to be a friend though without saying it, she hopes. ]

Since you're here, let me buy you some wine to make up for the bottle I snatched when we first arrived. What do ya' say?

[vexy]

Nobody makes flip-flops work, darling. [ He responded wryly, knowing better than most that the choice in footwear was atrocious, he just didn't give a damn. ] But when you live on the beach it's this, going bare, or having shoes constantly full of sand. And seeing as I don't want to step on all the debris that still hasn't been swept off the streets flip-flops it is.

[ His hand ran through his wet hair, his curls stubbornly refusing to completely flatten even while soaked as the humidity made them even more twisted. ] I'd say that's a grand idea! [ Nevermind that the bottle had been absolute shit, he was never going to turn down booze. ] What are you using for barter, then? Do you give them puppies for your groceries?

[hasitsthorns]

How's the beach life treating you, anyway? [ Rose couldn't live near a large body of water. Most people found the white noise of rolling waves to be soothing; her, on the other hand, would be an anxiety-riddled mess at the constant noise. She's content with her little home nestled in the city that has all the space her dogs need. ]

Oh, no, puppy pets only get you so much. [ A beat, as she looks through the meager selection of wine they do have. ] I barter with my body, [ she says, just casually enough that he might take her seriously. At least until he sees she can't keep a straight face to save her life.

Finally, she decides on one and plucks it from the shelf. Turns it over in her hands. That should do. It probably won't be much better than what he had before, but... ]

[vexy]

Brilliant. Isn't my tan lovely? [ He clearly didn't tan as there was zero evidence of sun on him, not even a freckle or a burn. ] Surprised you're not out there more often with the mutts, plenty of space to run. [ Maybe that was Vex's way of saying he wanted to see her more often, but it was hard to tell. Though he did burst out into loud laughter when she said she used her body to barter. ]

Minx. [ He purred with approval followed by a wink. ] But if I were you I'd barter with Vanyel's body, you'd get more bang for his bucks. [ Vex knew, very well, how good that fellow was in bed. ]

[vexy]

[ Hexd was absolutely fascinated by the approach of the fox and was quick to walk closer to investigate. Vex, in the meanwhile, had not yet snapped out of whatever reverie he was in, but he was definitely there. His head could be seen over the back of the chair, and he held the neck of his beer lazily out over one of the arm rests.

Well, he was there in the physical sense, at least. Mentally he seemed to be a thousand miles away. At least Hexd was aware enough to speak: ]

Vex is home, Mr. Johnson. This way.

[vexy]

At times.

[ Hexd was still learning how to interact with Vex's friends, as they were varied in their level of manners. It would peg Axel as the most appreciative of some standard of politeness, but it was sometimes difficult to compute when there were so many glitches in the system. It would now busy itself with the fox, perhaps to see if it was interested in a game of chase.

Vex finally snapped out of it when Axel's voice was suddenly right beside him. ] Oh, 'ello, luv. I didn't-- [ Hear him? See him? It didn't matter, he let it drop off there with a shake of his head. ] Oi, have a seat! You know I'd love to be your boozy guinea pig! [ He waved his hand in the direction of the empty chair beside his, then set his beer on the small stand between them. ]

Option 3!

[healingdork]

[Will sends a text message at ass o'clock in the morning to Vex because he's going a bit crazy tossing and turning restlessly while staring at the ceiling.]

hey
you awake?

[vexy]

[ He was wide awake and when he received the text from Will he knew his friend was up for likely the same reason. ]

yeah

want me to come over?

[ He hadn't told Will, or anyone really, but after so long he had a feeling everybody knew anyway. ]

[healingdork]

if you want.
i could come over there and hang too.
giving up on sleeping for tonight.

[vexy]

if you like the sound of the ocean come over here

[ In a way he'd be sharing his bed with Mark and Will, but only in a way that wasn't real. ]