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[alienation]

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[markofkaine]

[i'm a dramatic bitch of course i'm romantic]

Yeah. I can.

[Kaine closes his eyes, focusing as his features melt - and in the process, open sores and rot re-emerge on his skin, gouging out their place on his skin. His brows are furrowed and teeth clenched, like it's not a painless transition.]

...No worse than it was before, anyway.

[alienation]

...alright, that is satisfactory then.

[ There's a small tinge of relief in his voice there.

It's nice to see KAINE'S face after all of that, ok. ]

[markofkaine]

I'll have to test if I stay shifted while I'm sleeping. That'd be the best way to maximize the amount of time I can suspend my cells.

[alienation]

[ a nod. ]

It seemed painful, turning back. Unfortunate, but that may be a positive sign pointing towards being able to sleep within the body of another.

[markofkaine]

Yeah. Staying in a different body doesn't take concentration, just the changing part. If I can manage the change to start with, anyway.

[alienation]

[ Hmm. ]

You're free to stay with me whenever you'd like, if proximity is imperative.

[markofkaine]

That does seem like the most efficient way to test a few theories.

[alienation]

And I am once again allowed to monopolize your attention.

[ no matter what... lotor cannot lose... masterful plotting at work here. ]

[markofkaine]

[markofkaine]

A man might start to suspect this was your plan all along.

[alienation]

Ah yes, my true motive is wanting you close by. You've found me out.

[ :) ]

[markofkaine]

Devious.

[NOW we can smooch.]

[alienation]

[ NOW WE CAN SMOOCH AGAIN.

Kaine's rough face has never been more kissable actually. ]

[markofkaine]

[His lips, so scarred and chapped! His skin, so rough and stubbly! His teeth, so blunt!

TRULY THE IDEAL MAN]

[alienation]

[ one of those things is not like the others. ]

... yes, it's far better like this.

[markofkaine]

Agreed.

We done here?

[alienation]

[ Scoops the last of his breakfast into his mouth and smiles at him. ]

We are. Thank you, again, for breakfast.

[markofkaine]

Anytime.

[Kaine takes a deep breath before getting off his stool - still holding Lotor's hand.]

Time for science.

[alienation]

You'll be in the best of hands.

[ Hand, literal, as he follows him up. ]

[markofkaine]

[thank god everyone's asleep and can't see this gay shit]

Hm. Don't like how ominous that sentence sounded.

[alienation]

[ one day someone will catch them holding hands. one day.

Anyway. :^) ]

Where are we off to?

[markofkaine]

First the box. That's the biggest question in the air right now.

[at least to him. Can I Become Peter???]

[alienation]

That it is.

[ OK he's following along with it.

... it'd be so nice if it WAS doable. Surely they are perfectly identical boys?? ]

[markofkaine]

[walka walka back over to the motel

Kaine wastes no time in scribbling something and slipping it into the suggestion box. What it spits out is a thick, leather-bound ring binder. Y'know, from back when people still had physical photo albums.

Front and center are photos of a beautiful couple on their very special day]

[alienation]

[ ... oh... ]

This looks like... a ceremony? A wedding, if I am to hazard a guess?