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[truthisvicious]

Lucien

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text; un: givinghell

[givingthegiftback]

So would I be correct in guessing you've probably done knifeplay?

[Hell of a way to start a conversation.]

[truthisvicious]

well that's a fine how do you do

[At least his good humor hasn't completely run out.]

there a reason you're asking?

un: thearchivist; voice

[compellingstatement]

[It's the afternoon after the revel. Jon is still thinking about that book. If Lucien picks up his phone, he'll get a very impatient Archivist.]

Are you available today for this book or not?

[truthisvicious]

[Lucien groans quietly, but he answers his phone when it vibrates. He sighs heavily.]

Ask me nicely.

text; un: mulberry

[fanoperator]

Lucien there's someone on the network in love with your cock.

Something about a glory hole.

[truthisvicious]

Is that so?

[Delightful.]

Are they waxing poetic?

un: thearchivist; text

[compellingstatement]

Do you have all your memories back, yet?

[truthisvicious]

as far as I can tell

Christmas (Eve) Delivery

[themisfit]

[ Lucien receives a quilted jacket, ochre to amber in color and embroidered with lavender flowers.

For an optional encounter with "Santa," see here. ]

text, un: nightcrawler; Evening of 12/26

[themisfit]

Hello, Lucien.

I considered writing to you properly, since the missive I (*supposedly*, more in a moment) received from you was in writing, and I like committing comfort to paper. I decided it was something that may earn discussion, though, and so I have opted for the format of texting.

Did you write me a card? I found it as soon as I woke up this morning, and it details certain aspects of your life and family relations. I was confused as to the nature of your sharing it, but... Ah, of course! Duplicity might be meddling, I realized.

So I suppose I am asking whether this is something intentionally shared or not? And whether you want to go over the details of it, either way.

Yours,
Kurt Wagner

[truthisvicious]

[He reads the text several times before he finally responds.]

As lovely as the thought might have been, no, I didn't send anything to anyone.

[There's a pause as Lucien tries to figure out what else to say, but his mind his racing over the vague revelation of a note that reveals aspects of his family relations.]

But I'd rather know than not
sure, we can discuss it

text; un: XsquirtyXgirlX; misfire plot

[starryeye]

[No actual text, just a very NSFW image. Is that actually Orla in the picture? Who knows!]

[truthisvicious]

[Well, this is terribly unexpected]

Having fun, were you?

text; un:roughNready (misfire)

[kimmish]

You know, I seem to remember you promising to make me scream myself hoarse. Not to mention sore enough to feel it for days.
When might I expect to collect on that?

un: 2xh0rny

[truthisvicious]

[Well, at least he isn't getting constant pictures of a face he didn't want to see. This is far more fun.]

Far be it from me to go back on a promise.
And that all depends.
Do you want everyone to work with to know you've been fucked raw?
or do you want a few days to recover?

[Guessing that whoever he's talking to is employed - it's a fair chance, isn't it?]

text; after realignment

[agoddessonce]

Lucien. Apologies for this late notice.

It's been quite a few days. I hope you're recovering well. Please keep those bandages clean.

I flew out, somewhere north of the city. I need a few days up here - but I'll return by the weekend.

You can still reach me for anything you need, of course. I'm just a short flight away.

Ororo

[truthisvicious]

[He had a feeling she'd gone to sort herself out.]

Take care of yourself
I'll be alright on my own

[And he probably wouldn't tell her if he wasn't.]

text ★ un: red

[empoweringly]

Lucien, right? I'm Jean, a friend of Kurt and Ororo's. Do you have a minute?

[truthisvicious]

For a friend of theirs, I have several.

[vintsparkler]

delivery

[agoddessonce]

[ She isn't sure if he celebrates any sort of holiday, but Ororo naturally includes him in her list anyway. If she won't call it a Christmas gift, then maybe she'll say it's something like an anniversary present? it has been a year since they'd met. and contracted.

So she hands him a present in private; a pocketknife with pearl inlay that she hopes he'll use sparingly, a chain bracelet she'll later fuss at him with (because she wants to see how it looks on his horns) and a card: ]

I didn't know how long I would have you in my life when you walked into it a year ago. Most people important to me come and go without warning -- I am glad that hasn't been the case for us yet, and that the time we've spent together, though occasionally difficult, has been more pleasant than not.

I hope I can keep a light on for you for many more days to come, Lucien.

With love,
Ororo

Christmas Delivery

[themisfit]

[ On Christmas morning, Lucien receives a ring. The message on the inside band reads: Let it be simplicity. The little card included in the box says nothing extra. Simplicity, right? It is only signed: With True Affection, Kurt. ]

text; un: Storm; private

[agoddessonce]

Lucien, how do you feel about custom-made chokers?

[ She's got a freebie from a jewelery store of an acquaintance. ]

thought i replied to this ;;

[truthisvicious]

Favorable.
Is it going to have your name on it?

text; un:katzenprinz (backdated a day or two)

[breadmuffs]

I regret to inform you that I appear to be back.

[There's a long pause between messages, and then, as if he's forgotten that Lucien might not be aware who this even is (the username would give him away normally, he'd think):]

This is Caleb Widogast, in case that was not clear.

[truthisvicious]

Oh? I'm impressed you informed me at all.
And yes, I figured that out, katzenprinz.

📞 voice

[agoddessonce]

[ It's evening, a little too early for any of them to be home, when Ororo calls him up. ]

Lucien. Are you busy tonight, my love?

[truthisvicious]

Not particularly, I'll be off work in a little while. But I'm always available for you, darlin.

[And not just because she's his Dom.]

Truth Meme threads

[truthisvicious]

Continuation of threads from here.

for Nanami

[truthisvicious]

[ooc: continued from here]

well we can't have that, can we?
Especially when I might be in the mood for something a little rude

delivery;

[agoddessonce]

[ Ororo either pulls Lucien aside, or leaves the package somewhere conspicuous at their home, where she knows he will find it right away. It isn't ribboned up or tagged with anything particularly festive, but as long as she was getting everyone presents - Lucien would get some, too.

He gets a custom made cutlass that matches one that she'd given Kurt a year or so ago, with a note that he might like to have Kurt instruct him on how to use it. He also gets a slender little box of white cotton handkerchiefs, each one embroidered with a little, jagged knife in blood red. This comes with a short note: ]

Cotton is meant to symbolise strength and adaptability, from delicate threads that are woven together to make something both flexible and enduring.

Thank you for spending the last two years adapting with me.

With love,
Ororo

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[truthisvicious]

[ Lucien sits for a while with the note and the gifts, running the cotton between his fingers as he allows the fact that it's been two years to just sink in. How? He isn't upset, he finds, he's just--he cannot remember the last time any sense of contentment lasted this long.

He slips from his room to find Ororo, hoping he can catch her alone. He smiles when he sees her in the kitchen. Quick as anything, he slips up behind her to brush a kiss to her cheek. His tail wraps loosely around her waist. ]

Thank you, [ he says softly. ]