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knifemonopoly) wrote2021-02-05 06:28 pm
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WELCOME TO YOUR PRIVATE CHANNEL, PLAYER1. FOR SECURE COMMUNICATION, USE 10.11.0.0.01 *** PLAYER1 has joined 10.11.0.0.01 <PLAYER1> If you're looking for someone you knew as Yugi before June, you've found him! It's Atem, leave a message. | ||||
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So, Atem stands on the balls of his digitigrade feet, in their living room, and takes a deep breath. It can't be that different from swapping to the undead-form, right?
He holds a clawed, furred hand up in front of his face, and lets his breath out.
The breath comes out fog. The fog brushes through his fingers, which turn briefly to fog themselves, before reappearing with different claws, with skin instead of fur. The change travels smoothly up Atem's arm: werewolf flesh turns to fog turns to skin, first up to the wrist, then to the elbow, then to the shoulder.
If Ryou's sharp and recognizes the claws, he might be able to tell what Atem's turning into before the change reaches Atem's head and makes it obvious: the fog coalesces into a couple dozen little snakes, their eyes milky-white and fogged for a moment before clearing. Their tongues taste the air with interest, curious, trying to collect data. Atem's eyes are fog-white, too, mist swirling in the space between the lids -- but those clear, as well.
His left arm changes at the same time as his torso; his legs disappear and are replaced with tue trunk of a snake's body, all the way down to a sistrum rattle-tail, which lets out one musical tone before Atem stills it.
It only takes fifteen, twenty seconds at most -- Atem wonders if he can force it faster, with practice -- before Atem's seated on his tail in front of Ryou, looking like he hasn't looked since August. The cloak still rests on his shoulders, sways gently over the coils of his tail. Atem looks himself over, pushing himself up and twisting in the air to get a better look at it all. The snakes look with him, peering at the red and black scales, the cloak, the rattle.]
H̷u̵h̶...that didn't hurt at all.
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But he does figure it out by the time fur gives way to skin, all the way up to Atem's shoulder. He remembers those hands, those claws, and how they felt. And when the snakes bloom from where Atem's hair had once been, Ryou already knows what's going on.
Atem...he's changing into a naga. He...doesn't need Mana to do this anymore? Ryou feels a prick of envy, but it doesn't last, because he can't bring himself to envy what Atem has, what he's worked so hard for, made sacrifices to do.
The whole time that he's transforming, Ryou's tail is wagging steadily, if slowly. Back and forth, back and forth. Once it's over, and Atem's made his comment, Ryou steps forward again, and there's a smile on his face, one that reaches his eyes and makes them glitter.]
You...you're magnificent. Amazing. That really is a great power.
[And then he bumps Atem's forehead with his nose.]
It didn't even take long. I'm sure this would be very helpful in a difficult situation.
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That's the idea! I have access to all of the monster abilities I've ever had...all of my powers, at any time.
[He doesn't know about the limits yet. He'll figure them out.
The snakes sniffsniffsniff at Ryou. Thpthpthp!! It's Ryou!! Ryou is important, beloved, for exploring, for being with.]
I'm calling it the Monster Shuffle.
[atem that's not cool it sounds like dance move
one you absolutely cannot do as a naga, you have no feet for shufflin]
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[Ryou laughs, perhaps a little more than he means to, because the snakes are cute, and he missed them more than he thought. He doesn't mind being sninvestigated again, after so long.
It's enough that he has absolutely no critique to give for the whole "Monster Shuffle" thing. He couldn't say that he would have thought of it either, to be quite honest.]
I suppose that means that every time you pay Mana to change your form, you're just adding to your deck. It's a useful ability, and one that's clearly been thought out.
[He's very impressed. He will never not be impressed with his extremely smart boyfriend. What a guy!]
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[He sobers a moment, the snakes slowing in their investigation of Ryou's furry canine face.]
It should help to offset the damage I'm taking, and how it stacks, too.
[One of the snakes, fully breaking the somber mood, goes right for Ryou's ear. Thhhpt!]
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You can only grow more powerful. People will be right to fear you at last, Atem. And if they fear you, then you're doing Her will, which should ingratiate you to Her other priests. It's a win-win si--iiighhhh!!
[Ryou's head twitches to the side when one of the snakes ruins everything, his ear twitching madly. Oh, come on, not again! He bets it was the same snake as months ago too!]
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Whoops.]
Terrifying.
[It's a tease.]
These guys...they might ruin my reputation again. If it turns out to be all for nothing because a couple of snakes don't know how to behave...
[They're flicking their tongues and rubbing their chins over Ryou's forehead again. Shameless.]
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They're awfully endearing, except for the one that seems magnetically attracted to my ear. But I guess I could see your concern. Still...being a naga has benefits. You can petrify people, or hypnotize them with your tail. Maybe I should try this monster type out sometime.
[He's not even remotely joking--he'd temp to naga just to see what it was like for him, relative to Atem. Ryou gets a bit of enrichment from the temporary changes, because as a monster enthusiast, why wouldn't he? The animalistic monsters seem to work fine for him.]
For now though...I think I'd just be content to spend time with you like this. You give very good hugs.
[...Listen, he knows that Atem's a priest, and that he worked hard for it. He doesn't discount that at all, and in fact will laud Atem more than he'd probably care to hear, just because Ryou really does have faith in him, and wanted this to be something that would give Atem security that he'd lost since January.
But he also really likes the idea that Atem can just wrap around him while they sleep again, and that this time, they won't have to worry about Ryou's injuries. It's absolutely selfish, sure. But all the same.]
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#snegrets
Once Atem has a second to recover--]
Misbehaving snakes aside...I like being this monster type. You should give it a try, if you're curious...just be careful to do it in a rest period. You'll have to re-learn how to walk!
[He pushes himself up into the air, his body slithering around Ryou in a big, loose loop on the floor. Atem makes a full circle around the werewolf, not holding him yet, just threatening him with a cuddle.]
I'm not in any hurry to change back. I missed holding you with a snake tail, too!
[His hair-snakes uncoil themselves and lean forward with interest, tasting the air in Ryou's direction. Hugs? Hugs??]
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[Even as he makes conversation, Ryou can't help smiling as he watches Atem encircle him. His tail starts to wag again. If he's being asked for something, then the answer is clear: he steps closer to Atem's upper half, planes a hand down his chest softly, very nearly to where the scales begin.]
Just in case that this has a time limit...perhaps we ought to get in a good cuddle now. If you think you can deal with this body, the way it is.
[After all, Ryou's a little broader, definitely much furrier. Challenge accepted?]
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You're right. We should see if this is the sort of ability that wears off after an hour!
[Playfully, his snakes wiggling their way into Ryou's hair, as Atem rests an arm and his chin on one of Ryou's shoulders:]
I don't have any objections to your current form. We shold wait it out together.
[How much of Atem's weight is Ryou supporting right now? As much as Atem can get away with putting on him, honestly. Ryou is warm like this, with his fur...]
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He's...enjoying it a lot, and the snakes weaving into his hair, between his ears...that's hardly helping.]
Mmm...yes. I can do that...we can just...stay close.
[He's not struggling, but Atem would do well not to lift himself completely up off the ground and onto Ryou at this point. Not without some adjustment, anyway.
Ryou does the adjusting this time though, wrapping an arm around a coil of lower snake-body to support it, as if he's carrying a piece of very thick rope or something, and not a section of his impish boyfriend.]
I'm sure you could use the contact anyway. You're back to being cold-blooded, after all. Take what you like.
[It's said softly, unassumingly, but Ryou doesn't have to lower his tone and half-lid his eyes to be flirting. Atem should know better by now. It's a little funny though, since the last time Atem was a naga, Ryou really was quite shy.]
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[From the sounds of it, Ryou's body heat is already having an effect: Atem's tone is relaxed, lazy, a little sleepy, and the loosening of self control has the whispers creeping back into his voice. The snakes are settling down, too, finding comfortable configurations. There's still the occasional curious tonguesniff, but mostly, they're quieting down.
Ryou is still a little furry and wolf-faced for Atem to feel like making a proper move, but it's nice, warm, wrapped around someone he loves.]
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Then, very carefully, Ryou starts to make his way to the couch. His steps are a little uneven, but he does alright supporting a whole naga for a quick trip. If Atem's tail is dragging, he might want to pull it up for a moment, at least until Ryou can finally sit. And if he's not impeded, after sitting, he lets out a slow exhale.]
I'm happy that you're here. I'm proud that you're strong. And...maybe it's a little selfish of me, but I'm also glad I can hold you better since the last time we were together like this.