laytondressing | Where Wishes and Gymnastics Come in Handy

[Unlike most would assume, Descole is actually not a greedy person. There are not a lot of material things he wants, well, there are things he wouldn't mind having, but actually making that happen his not on his list of needs. There are not tangible things he would want and he had already spent one wish, wishing away his physical scars. The other two wishes had no been spent. He realizes it's the end of the month, and he doesn't care. There's nothing he really wants.

The one man in his way of everything is not around and if he is around, he knows he's surrounded by some who would help keep him safe.

Heh, safe. He never thought he would rely on others for safety. It's not too bad, he feels. A little degrading, but not so bad if no one knows he's using everyone else.

And with his scars gone, the ones on his hips, and his arms, and his legs, it's almost as if it never happened. He was never anyone's pet, anyone's...punching bag. And he was okay with that.

So he sits in the lobby, upside down on the from a rafter on the ceiling, without his hat, just clad in a mask and suit and enjoys the view from being high up and upside down. And it feels rather relaxing on his tense muscles, he debates on wishing to keep them warm. But decides not too in his good mood.

He smiles a bit at himself.]

I have had too much coffee this afternoon...

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Dessie~!

[Have a cheerful Anton rushing towards you.]

[He looks down seeing Anton under him and jumps off of the rafters, ready to deal with the crazy.]

Hello, you.

Why, hello there!

Haven't seen you in a while, darling.

[Bats eyelids.]

[He smiles and nods at him.]

I know, I've been...rather busy. Anyway, how are you?

[aaannndd he's still not sure how to deal with his flamboyance, but for some reason, he's attracted to it. In a more platonic way, but still.]

[Leans in closer.]

I've been pruning my peacock, getting him ready for his public unveiling.

[He crosses his arms at this.]

His public unveiling, huh? What does that consist of needing to do?

Coming out and looking fabulous, of course.

[Anton is personally experienced at doing both.]

[Yes, Descole can see that well.]

Of course, why did I even ask?

[He shakes his head and raises his arms in a slight stretch.]

So, are looking for something in particular of me?

[Clasps his hands together.]

I'm always just looking for you because I like looking at you.

[He raises an eyebrow but the comment feeds his ego so he smiles.]

Well, that's the right answer then.

[Places a hand on his shoulder and touches his hair a bit in the process, his face getting softer as he does so.]

Hm...

Can I help you with anything?

[Oh, please! Let me help you with something!]

[He gives a light shrug and fumbles a bit with the bottom of Anton's hair.]

Hm, well, maybe if I can think of something...

[Now he's just being a light tease.]

You can stroke my hair all you want, by the way.

[He nuzzles up a liiiittle too close into Descole's personal space, poking at his feather boa.]

[Descole doesn't move as he gets closer but raises his eyebrows in response.]

Well, I might take up that offer.

[He continues to touch his hair getting a little more daring, running his fingers through it with a poker face.]

Hm...

[Lifts a leg up, putting it around Descole's waist.]

You're not seeing anyone right now, are you?

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[She'll just. Stand on that rafter and peer down at him, don't mind her.]

Is there a reason you've decided to be a monkey, double?

[He looks up at her and shrugs.]

Just needed to stretch my back out.

[He jumps up onto the rafter, catching himself standing up next to her.]

How are you?

[Descole snorts, letting her tongue flick out when she yawns. She's going to miss the changes to her body, she thinks.]

I'm good.

Have you used your wishes?

[He shrugs.]

One. I've used one. I don't think I can be bothered with the other two.

[Basically, he's good where he is...maybe...]

[She flicks him a glance, taking her mask off to look at him better.]

But if you don't make others, you'll lose that first one.

Alright, I wish for...an apple.

[He shrugs at this idea.]

[Well, that gets a snort from her.]

I suppose you can't eat it, though. You'll have to keep it around to make sure you can lose it at the end of the month.

[He gives a nod and a thumbs up looking around.]

Hey...where's my apple!?

[Realizing he doesn't have it, is not making him happy. Now the dressing room was trying to fuck with him.]

[Which is about the cue for it to land on his head, of course.

Descole laughs, hand flashing out to catch it before it can fall off.]

Perhaps it's slower since Twister made it reside inside itself.

[He nods and rubs his head, realizing this is why he wears the hat that he left on his bed in his room.]

Well, I suppose I should have anticipated that...

[He holds his hand out offering to take the apple from her.]