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He stood at the entrance with an air of uncertainty. The inside was still dark, but he can see part of the furniture, bathed in the light of the street. He had fallen silent after Kaeya stating that he simply liked his company, fighting a battle he was bound to lose. And he finally set foot »

Anaxa walked beside him, his fingers holding tightly at Kaeya's hand. Theres an absent minded expression on his face, his thoughts lost in the reminiscence of the same words he told Phainon that rainy night. "𝐷𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘 𝑎𝑡 𝑚𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑡𝘩𝑎𝑡. 𝐼 𝑡𝑜𝑙𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑦 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑛𝑖𝑔𝘩𝑡." A huge error. »

"Pfft. Is it really so rare to lie beneath the soil that nurtures life?" He makes a gesture with one hand, still petting Kaeya's hair with the other, but he let go, taking one step away from the windrise tree. "But I will abide by your rules. It's been time since i've rested my bones in a soft »

It was easy to surrender to the touch. To feel nothing but only the need and desire, detach any other emotion, and let go. He did for a fraction of time, though. But words spoken still pierced through the numbing mists of desire, bringing him back to his senses. "Tch... I didn't know you were »

Anaxa's smile is hidden behind his slender fingers, eyeing the man carefully. "Oh... would you do that?"

Such an inconvenient moment to get on a question mood for Kaeya. He's hiding his worry behind a nasty facade, once again. "What are you gonna do, arrest them?"

Hmph! Forget it.

Even if I do, that's my decision.

Anaxa's little hum of satisfaction was way more enticing that his own words, breath coming out in a long, sweet exhale as he allows Kaeya's intrusion. "How sharp. You'd be a great student if you were part of my class." A painful memory came out as soon as he finished talking, pressing his lips »

"Mmhm. You are an intelligent man, Kaeya. I'd be surprised if you hadn't figured it out yet." Anaxa's body feels small, warm, and smells of chemicals, mostly in his hair. By the acidic aftertaste that clogs the nose after a whiff, one knows well that the smaller man has been playing around »

Anaxa releases a loud sigh of contempt. "If stress is what makes you get as drunk as Phagousa's goblet, I could give you an alternative." His lip curls, smiling oh so mischievously, a hand going to rest on top of Kaeya's hair, scratching the scalp in a sort of affectionate petting.

"and isn't that your goal." He closed the book, leaning his head on him. "To become perfectly brainless, until the sweet drunken unconsciousness takes hold of you." He pauses, frowning. "... so why are you here, huh?"

The man lifted his head up from the book he was reading, tilting his neck. "What a surprise, that you're not in that tavern getting drunk!"

He could forget about it. Everything before this moment, really. Throw his investigation through the gutter and just... live. Here. With this person that seems to have more than just simple affection. "You are such an idiot..." Anaxa chides him fondly, reciprocating the caress. »

He didn't budge away. Which was more than enough to show he was disposed to let the man get physically closer. But he was wary. His body tenses up a little at the foreign touch. It's not as if he's never been caressed before... "Yeah. Nothing."

He won't admit it out loud, but he's glad he's got company. His mood wasn't getting any better, not when all his efforts resulted in vain. He still can't find a signal way back to the vessel that brought him there— ending up completely stranded in a world that's not his own. »

"Oh for fuck's sake."

"Hey, what are you doing?" Anaxa swats Kaeya's hand away from his teleslate, grunting and turning back to the data screen. "Did nobody teach you to not touch what you still don't know?" The device beeps, and Anaxa ends up shutting it down with a sigh, throwing himself down to the grass, both »

"Hahahaha... of course not." He knows where his concerns are coming. It's rather embarrassing to be notorious about his explosions more than his accomplishments. "It's a theodolite, equipped with a radar. This part over here measures angles, and this other..." points at a series of lenses, then »

"Tch. Language is a language no matter how archaic it sounds. If it effectively transmits a message, it's considered a sign of intelligence. I wouldn't underestimate your hirsute friends." He tapped the artifact with a self sufficient smile, then hanging his hands on his hips. "Do you people »

"Hilichurls? Is that how you call those creatures with the mask? They are harmless to me." He waved a dismissive hand. "Their language is pretty primitive, yet they possess technology that should have been developed past language." He rambled while adjusting the device with one hand, still bent »

Ah shit. If he's going to be stalked like a rabbit in the wilds... He shrugged, bending down to fix the device he kicked in his hurry. "Should I be scared of something?"

Anaxagoras jumped on the spot, kicking off a strange device that's planted on the floor. "Ah... It's you! How did you manage to find me here?"

Studying the terrain. It's an impressively good soil.

Somehow he managed to make it at the top of starsnatch cliff

"More like, a thorn on your side." His eye glints, the smile widening to a full grin. He accepts the glass that's offered to him, taking a sip of sweet dandelion wine. "What's with the costume, seriously?"

"How generous. Now the chairs speak and come in pretty little outfits." Walks closer, lifting his tunic a little to sit comfortably on Kaeya's lap.

Bites his lower lip.

He's got to stop writing down on his notebook, grunting. "What's got into you?"

He had to take up @frostwltz.bsky.social's invitation at some point. Anaxagoras is an independent man, without much need of social engagement nor participate in elaborate social gatherings like... a breakfast. But there he is, fresh out from a dip in the Cider lake, with his hair all down and »

"I need a drink."

"I need a drink."

The scholar snorts, barely disguising his laughter. "Who could have known, that your past self seems to be more active than your present! Now how come that your timeline has been crossed? Is this a consequence of faster-than-light travel?"

"You look like you have been haunted, dragon boy."

"Hyacinthia, I have already said it enough times. It's Anaxagoras!" Waves a dismissive hand. "Anyway... anything interesting to report? You know everybody likes to talk."

The day has just become sparklier.

Anaxa was the one to break the second kiss, tugging at Kaeya's hair to bring his head down so he could listen to what he had to say. "You and your stupid chivalric code... you really were at a loss, huh? I swear I've met puppies way less restrained than you..." He finally let go of him. Gazing »

That really sets his nerves aflame. He got drunk SEVERAL times. Tried to get in his pants not once, but several times! With one quick hand, the alchemist grapples the cavalry captain's chin in a forceful grip and brings him down to eye level. "You are the worst flirting man I've ever met." And »

Anaxa stops in his tracks to stare at Kaeya from head to toe. "Come again?" He takes a step forward, his voice sounding way more menacing than he really wanted. He's confused but also... a little bit... a teensy. Mad.

Oh well... WHAT Anaxa pushes the man away with a grunt. "Just what in the deepest hell you think you are doing, idiot?"

|| whoops half of the people that were following me weren't notified

Kicks his shin in retaliation.

"WHO are you calling little guy?"

"Do you wanna taste a magic bullet, bitch boy?"

"hold on, what the actual hells are you doing?!" Shotgun locked and loaded and pointing at Kaeya's balls. "Unhand me. Now."